Overnight, the ghost house became a blessed place, and people who believed in the theory of Feng Shui fought tooth and nail to get some luck.

This New Year's Eve is really lively.

But it’s okay, it’s a good start for the coming year.

Many people will see hope because of this.

People can live well if they have some strong motivation.[

Jixiang narrowed his eyes and whispered, "If I had known this, I would have made bigger and more beautiful fireworks. Alas, I am still too lazy. I just want a passable gadget for the occasion, and I don't want to spend too much time on it."

Above, Your Majesty, if we are still together on New Year's Eve next year, Ji Xiang will definitely create something more gorgeous to make you happy, how about it?"

Xuanyuan Yao just smiled helplessly.

Let’s talk about next year’s matters.

Let’s first see how we can live our lives now.

The naughty Jixiang made the last word of his name go up to heaven in the end.

The man in the palace must have had trouble sleeping this night.

There are also several factions that have been arguing with each other in the DPRK. I am afraid that they will reconsider because of what happened tonight.

And because of the brilliant fireworks, he, who has the word "Yao" in his name, feels a little more like a god-given favor.

It was very troublesome, but the thing he was least afraid of was trouble.

That's all, let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow.

Tonight was the day when he and the little vixen were alone, and he didn't want to be spoiled by all the messy things.

"Jixiang, after the first lunar month, I will send someone with the betrothal gift to Baili's house to ask for my hand in marriage. How about it?" He didn't want to endure it any longer. He would rather go one day earlier than postpone it any longer.

I can't legitimately own her, but I still want to hold her to sleep all night long. It's really torture.
Chapter completed!