Ye Ranran ignored his cheeky expression.
The petal rain was a romantic theme launched inside the indoor garden. Under the trees covered in blossoms, couples either leaned against them or stood beneath, as petals fluttered down all around.
It was very romantic, very beautiful, just like a scene from a TV drama.
However, Ye Ranran wasn't really fond of these things, always feeling they were superficial. But surprisingly, Jun Mochan and Jun Xiaobao, the big and the small one, were quite interested.
"Mommy, you and Daddy stand underneath, and I'll sprinkle petals over you," said Jun Xiaobao.
The sales staff nearby looked at Jun Xiaobao in amazement, "Little friend, that's a great idea, you're a genius."
"I'm not a genius, I'm just a bit smarter than ordinary people." Jun Xiaobao repeated what Jun Mochan had told him before.
But it was misunderstood as modesty.
Hearing the person praise Jun Xiaobao, Jun Mochan didn't refute but kept nodding, as if in agreement.
