Chapter 118： Go, of course!

"How old are you and playing with that kind of thing?" Jiang Beihan gave her a scornful glance.

"It's not a day to play. Let's celebrate the festival today, to match the atmosphere ..." Song Wen smiled heartily, and then continued, "Moreover, there are no rules for children to play fireworks! Just go out with me."

"I don't want to go." Jiang Beihan mercilessly rejected her.

He doesn't like fireworks.

Being so ruthlessly rejected, Song Wenxin felt heart-broken for a while ...

But he did not give up.

"Today's New Year's Day, you can play with me for a while!" Song Wenxin walked towards Jiangbeihan and stopped beside him. Some coquettishly reached out and hugged his arm, trying to pull him.

Jiang Beihan's body suddenly froze ...

For the first time, she took the initiative to make such an intimate gesture.

Especially when she heard her coquettish, soft voice, he subconsciously wanted to immediately agree to her request!

He's never been so principleless!

But it seemed that once he met her, all his principles would collapse in an instant!

"Go and go, just play for a while, there is no call now anyway, how boring the room is!" Seeing him not moving, Song Wenxin persuaded unwillingly.

She is too boring and lonely to play fireworks alone!

And the weather forecast says that A city will snow today!

Maybe I can still see the snow ~

However, she begged for a while, and Jiang Beihan didn't mean to go out with her.

Song Wenxin was a little lost, and when he was about to let go, he suddenly got up.

Song Wen froze and looked at him in surprise.

"Not going?" He lowered his eyes and asked her next to him.

"Go, of course!" Song Wenxin smiled on his face!

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A few minutes later, Song Wenxin carried a bag full of fireworks and came to the lawn in front of the villa.

She put the bag on the ground and started picking fireworks inside.

There are several types of fireworks, including fairy sticks and triangular fireworks like cones, which can be directly lit on the ground.

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Jiang Beihan stood next to her, looking down at her carefully selecting fireworks, and his brows frowned slightly, seemingly disgusted with such naive things.

But Song Wenxin was happy to pick out a few sweet cones from a pile of fireworks, put them on the ground, and then found a lighter from his body to prepare for the fireworks.

No way, because the only candle she bought was used up in the dining room, so she had to come and light it herself.

Song Wenxin shook his hand slightly because of the shadow that had been burned in his childhood.

She gritted her teeth and was about to press the lighter switch. Suddenly, a big hand grabbed the lighter from her!

"Do you treat me as a decoration?" Jiang Beihan stood beside her, squatting down, and said with some dissatisfaction.

If you dare not, why not let him come?

Is he so unworthy of her trust?

Seeing him help himself, Song Wenxin was a little surprised.

"No ... I thought you didn't like to play ..." she explained.

"Well, let's go aside!" Jiang Beihan held the lighter, then reached out and pushed her.

Song Wen nodded heartily, got up and took a few steps back.

Then he heard only a click, the lighter was on, and the firework's primer was ignited.

Jiang Beihan did not leave immediately, but lit a few other fireworks before he got up and took a step back.