Ya Shitian also smiled; he really enjoyed talking to her, as she always managed to bring an involuntary smile to his face.
He had discovered that since he met her, the number of times he laughed kept increasing.
Over the past few months, he had laughed more times than in the previous two decades.
This woman, how did she have such a great power to make him happy.
Ya Shitian held her tighter—
"Tonight is your last night of being single, have you thought about how you want to spend it?" he suddenly asked.
Ye Anqi turned around and hugged his sturdy waist, "What about you, Mr. Night, how do you want to spend it?"
"I don't care about that, whatever."
Ye Anqi's eyes twinkled, "How about we make dumplings to celebrate?"
"Making dumplings?"
"Yeah, just the two of us. Mr. Night, do you know how to make dumplings? Today is also the last day of this year; shall we make dumplings to eat, is that okay?"
