Unable to restrain himself, Xia Chen poked Shi Yao's puffed-up cheeks with his finger.
"What do you mean, 'what'? The news on my phone said there might be a meteor shower tonight. I was planning to take you to see it, but judging by that look on your face, I guess you don't want to go."
With that, Xia Chen gathered the plates from the table and headed to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Chapter 91