Jiang Jiu instinctively refused, but then saw Jiang Siyan tossing over a box of things.
Jiang Jiu was somewhat stunned, "When did you buy it!"
"Just today when I went to town."
Jiang Siyan slowly came over and huskily said, "Is it okay?"
"Don't, don't ask me."
By the time everything had ended, Jiang Jiu didn't even know what day it was, and Jiang Siyan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Jiujiu, Happy New Year."
Fortunately, on New Year's Day, nobody got up early, and Grandma Jiang didn't urge them.
Bai Yiran had been kept busy playing mahjong by Zheng Yunhao until past five in the morning and slept until the afternoon the next day.
Jiang Jiu had overdone it last night and couldn't get out of bed in the morning, only able to lie in bed.
She resentfully glared at Jiang Siyan, "It's all your fault."
"Yeah, it's all my fault."
After Jiang Siyan warmed his hands, he slipped them under the covers to massage her, which made things a bit better.
