His hand stayed in his pocket, unmoved, with a faint smile on his lips: "You put it on yourself, I can't get it on."
Over there, Yousheng set off a row of fireworks again. He couldn't hear any sound from Tongtong behind him, turned around and saw, she was chatting with Xizeer, even took off her gloves, handing them to Xizeer, the two of them, who knows what they were talking about.
Yousheng frowned, feeling a little unhappy, hurried over, grabbing Tongtong's small hand.
"Come, Tongtong, I'll take you to set off fireworks."
Tongtong was full of surprise: "Really? Didn't you say it's dangerous, and girls shouldn't play with this?"
Yousheng said: "Of course, you can't do it alone, but with me here, I'll take you, then it's fine."
"Alright, alright..."
Tongtong was so happy that all she could think about was setting off fireworks, and in an instant, she forgot about Xizeer.
