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Grandma watched on with relish while her grandfather wiped the table and served dishes to Sun's daughter-in-law.

They had made plans to visit their friends and family, from the first day of the new year to the Lantern Festival.

But Han Tianning, perhaps due to having too many relatives recently, was getting more and more tired. Sometimes, she couldn't even wake up from her sleep, let alone the kiss of peace from Song Haojun.

Grandpa and grandma were extremely busy recently. Old people loved to be crowded, especially those who had been overseas for so many years. It had been a long time since they had tasted such a joyous and happy Chinese taste.

Today was Lantern Festival, the 14th day of the second lunar month, Valentine's Day.

With the arrival of the double festival, Song Haojun had already reserved fresh flowers and chocolate.

Han Tianning hugged his quilt, sleeping soundly. He didn't have the slightest reaction to Song Haojun's kiss.

"Wife, wake up." This year's winter wasn't cold. This city was always warm as spring, but Han Tianning liked to sleep with his blanket covering him more and more. Furthermore, he slept very early every day, so he woke up much later than before.

Was she hibernating?

Han Tianning, under the call of Song Haojun and his caressing and kissing, finally opened his eyes lazily. He gave him a sleepy look and wanted to hide back in his blanket.

"It's half past seven." Song Haojun didn't want her to sleep any longer. Usually, she would wake up at five or six o'clock. Even if it was winter, and it was a bit cold, she shouldn't be so drowsy.

She busied herself with her work. Today was Valentine's Day, and she hadn't seen any chocolate on the pillow yet.

"I don't want breakfast... Let me sleep a little more. " Han Tianning seemed to have only recently started to feel especially sleepy. Every day, he would want to crawl into a warm and comfortable place to sleep without being disturbed.

"A nutritionist actually said that he doesn't want to eat breakfast, does that mean he wants to drink milk?"

On New Year's Day, he liked to eat more in the morning to congratulate himself.

"If you don't speak, you want to drink milk." As he said this, Song Haojun pressed down with all his might.

"Don't... Can't I get up? " His family was still waiting outside. Han Tianning was already tired from the last two days and didn't want to be bothered by him.

"I'll make it up a few more times tonight." Song Haojun was just scaring her. Although he really wanted to celebrate, there would be a lot of guests coming soon. Furthermore, his parents were waiting outside. He had to restrain himself a little to prevent himself from being nagged by his mother again.

"Hubby, can you help me get some clothes?" Han Tianning said sleepily as he lazily carried his blanket and sat up.

Recently, she felt a little bit soft. Perhaps it was because she had been too relaxed during this period of time. She had completely let go of her work and only enjoyed the comfort of family and love.

"Alright." Song Haojun happily kissed her pouting red lips, very happy to carry out her request.

"Thank you." Han Tianning smiled lazily as he looked at the clothes he picked out from the closet. When he turned around, he found red roses in a vase on the bedside table. Next to the pillow, there was a beautiful heart-shaped box wrapped in pink paper.

Ah, today is February fourteenth, Valentine's Day in the West.

Recently, Han Tianning's memory wasn't very good. That day, he was still talking to Zhuo Yifeng about this year's Valentine's Day and Lantern Festival. He didn't know what kind of present he should give to a man.

In the blink of an eye, he had forgotten about it today.

She had probably slept so much these days that she had become dull.

"Can I wear this today?" Song Haojun was holding a pink sweater, looking warm and cute as he asked with a smile.

"Alright." Han Tianning grabbed him by the neck and kissed the tip of his nose. "Happy Valentine's Day, hubby."

"I thought you forgot." Song Haojun looked at her still sleepy eyes, and reached out to pinch her nose. With a doting tone and a few traces of a spoiled manner, he asked, "What gift do you have for me?"

"How are you tonight?" Han Tianning smiled as he hung his neck.

"You said not to stop when the time comes." Song Haojun suddenly became excited, happily helping her to get dressed.

Han Tianning stared blankly for a moment before lowering his head and laughing. She wanted to give him a present. What did this man take it for?

Song Haojun only hoped that it would be night soon. Another group of family and friends came to his house, and his eyes were only on Han Tianning.

These few days, it seemed that his wife was acting a little strange.

Looking at how lazy he was everyday, he couldn't muster up any energy. Could he be sick?

It is said that there is a holiday sickness, because the festival is too relaxed, eat and sleep, and then cause the body discomfort.

Tomorrow, he was going to send Zhuo Yi Feng and his family to the island. At that time, he was going to let Zhuo Yi Feng see what the situation was like so that he could be at ease.

Han Tianning was exceptionally tired today. She had originally been having a happy gathering with her brothers and sisters, playing games and chatting. However, she was tired and wanted to go to bed early.

With much difficulty, Han Tianning managed to hold on until the end of dinner. He immediately bid farewell to his parents and grandparents, before returning to his bedroom.

Song Haojun immediately followed, not wasting even half a second.

His grandfather, wearing reading glasses, looked at the time and said to himself, "The girl has been sleeping earlier and earlier these days. It's only 7 o'clock, and she went upstairs without even taking the time to digest her sleep."

"Yeah, didn't you want to watch the Spring Festival Gala with us?" Grandma asked curiously.

"Maybe she's bored because there's no Haojun at the party today." Mother Han said with a smile.

During this period of time, the studio had pushed aside all socialising activities of Song Haojun. But after the New Year's Eve, they had to record a cross-year concert. This wasn't a live broadcast, because Song Haojun was going to spend New Year's Eve with his family.

It was the same for the Lantern Festival. Even though some television stations had offered a sky-high appearance fee, Song Haojun loved beauties all the more since today was Valentine's Day. He didn't want to participate in any live broadcast and let Han Tianning waste so much time waiting for him.

"Ning Ning seems to be feeling a little unwell recently. Did you catch a cold at night?" It's a sickly feeling. " Song Rui Hong was very attentive, he said worriedly.

"It must be because of Lord Hao! Absolutely! " "This kid has had a lot of energy since he was a kid. He eats a lot of beef and seafood."

"Qi!" Song Ruihong coughed lightly and used his eyes to stop his wife. Han Tianning's parents were present as well. Once she opened her mouth, she was not used to hiding anything.

"Young people, good health... "We should also carry our grandchildren as soon as possible …" Han Hanyu somewhat embarrassedly came to the rescue.

"Yeah, I'm dying of anxiety." Zhu Qi passed the apple to her grandma and gloomily said, "Ning Xuemo's stomach has not been moving, so I can't say it every day. I'm afraid the two of them might be upset …"

"You still know how to restrain yourself? It's not easy. " Song Rui Hong said with a smile that was not a smile, but looked at his wife gently.

"Move aside." Zhu Qi reached out her hand to pinch Song Rui Hong's leg, then glared at him unhappily.

"Alright, let's go back as well. We shouldn't stay here and disturb the two children's rest." Grandfather turned off the television and said.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Han Tianning sprawled on the bed. He didn't even want to take a bath.

Song Haojun followed him, closing the door at random and looking at his own wife. Was it because of the arrival of his biological period? Was that why she was so tired?

As Song Haojun looked at her tired appearance, a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

Han Tianning had always been full of vigor, full of spirit. He hadn't worked during this time, so besides eating and playing, he also ate and played. What was going on when she wasn't in her best condition?

Is this sub-health?

Lightly hugging her from behind, Song Haojun stroked her little face. Her body temperature was very normal.

"Ah, I'll go get you a present." Although Han Tianning wanted to go to sleep, he didn't forget what she said this morning. She got up and walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a gift box from under a pile of clothes.

Closing the wardrobe door, he carried the gift box to Song Haojun's bedside, and handed it to him with a smile, "A present."

Song Haojun stretched out his hand to take the box, but the inside was actually very heavy.

"Open it and take a look." Han Tianning sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for him to open it.

Song Haojun was somewhat curious. He originally thought that it was some sort of clothes, but with such a heavy weight, it didn't seem to be clothes.

He opened the beautifully wrapped gift box and found a photo album.

Han Tianning bought the materials and made the photo album by hand.

It was filled with photos that had never been seen in the media before. They were private photos Han Tianning had taken, as well as photos they had taken of some strange scenes from the outside world. She had saved all of them and created this huge photo album.

On the cover was a picture of him in a glass room, wearing a white housecoat, playing the piano with his eyes closed.

"When did you start taking pictures of me?" He opened the first photo. According to the chronological order, it was a photo of him at a party held three years ago at Feng Huang Company.

In that photo, Song Haojun's eyes were filled with melancholy. He wore a well-groomed suit and held a glass of red wine, completely ignoring all the other girls around him. In front of his thousands of elegant eyes, he was alone in tasting the wine.

There was a line of calligraphy on the side:

Solitude from the beginning

to be today's happiness

How does time move across your eyes

Only I know best

Song Haojun immediately turned his head, his eyes locked onto the cross-legged Han Tianning who was giggling by the side of the bed, "You have long taken a fancy to me, right? "Tell me honestly, hurry up!"

"No!" Han Tianning shook his head in denial, but continued to smile.

It was the annual meeting of the company. She accompanied the artists she was in charge of to attend it, and when she saw the rarely seen Little Heavenly King in the company, she immediately took out her phone to take a photo just like her colleagues and friends.

Song Haojun's look was a little hoodlum, but at the same time, it was filled with pride as he looked into her eyes. No wonder, he was sure that she liked him in the past.

Unless she wasn't a normal woman!

"Forget it. I'll forgive you. Who asked me to be so handsome? It's normal for me to be secretly loved by you." Song Haojun withdrew his gaze, looking at the second photo and the lines written on it, a smile appeared on his face, as he said this.

"You'll die if you don't narcissism?" Han Tianning raised a hand and tapped him on the shoulder, protesting.