Hearing his words, Leng Zhiyuan was relieved. She was afraid that he would force his thoughts on little Sileng. Although little Sileng was their son, little Sileng was also an independent individual. He would have his own life in the future, as parents, they could only educate and not make decisions.
At this moment, fireworks exploded in the sky. Leng Zhiyuan looked up and saw colorful fireworks falling from the sky like a waterfall of meteors.
"So beautiful!" She couldn't help but sigh.
"Is it beautiful?" Zhou Yao lowered his eyes and looked at her beautiful face that was immersed in the fireworks. He pulled back his arms and held her tightly. "In my eyes, fireworks are nothing compare to you."
These were probably the most touching and loving words that he had ever said. Leng Zhiyuan felt happy in her heart. She turned her head and kissed the handsome face of the man. "Sweetie, let's watch the fireworks together every year from now on."
