Nobody opposed the idea; after all, it wasn't like they were alone with Song Xiaodong anymore. So even if they were all together, there was nothing to be shy about.
Besides, staying up to welcome the new year didn't necessarily mean they had to do anything. They could just chat, envision the future, and if they got tired, just go to sleep.
Luckily, the bed in Song Xiaodong's room was big enough. It had been specially modified recently. Sleeping eight would be a squeeze, but it wouldn't be impossible, and right now, nobody felt like sleeping anyway.
Song Xiaodong sat at the foot of the bed, his gaze sweeping over everyone. Miao Qingqing said with a smile, "What are you looking at? Don't tell me you have some ideas? With so many people here, if you dare to mess around, you'll be in deep trouble."
