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His hand and her waist were separated only by the thickness of her nightgown, and Xu Chaomu's heartbeat quickened.
He drew closer to her, wrapping her in his embrace.
Snuggled in his arms, Xu Chaomu watched the ceaseless fireworks outside the window and whispered, "I wish I really were a cat."
If she truly were a cat, where would all her many worries be? Just eat, drink, sleep—just like Ahuang...
Shen Chi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, asking, "What are your plans for the new year?"
"No plans really, just to become a cat," Xu Chaomu said with a smile.
By then, the fireworks outside the window grew more intense. Bright flames rose into the sky, illuminating the entire heavens. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet—each firework was like a blossom, flourishing for a moment and then fading away just as swiftly.
The clearest view was probably of the fireworks set off by Butler Ling. They were beautiful and pleasingly shaped.