runaway grandma

Chapter 75 Runaway Young Mistress (88)

"It's very beautiful, how many flowers are there?" She was curious about such a large space, she never thought that Xiao Junjie's secret garden was so beautiful.

"Ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine." He spent a lot of manpower and financial resources on this greenhouse, and the number of flowers every day is kept above this number.Apart from his first love, Chen Xuan was the second to enter this place!If possible, he hoped that Chen Xuan would be the last one to come in, and he would keep this eternal love for her forever.

"It's so romantic! It's a pity that they only grow in the greenhouse!" Chen Xuan said softly, feeling slightly regretful while being moved.

"Love, like these flowers, needs protection and cultivation. If this flower represents a lover's heart, then the greenhouse is the best protection for the other half." Xiao Junjie said softly.

Seeing Xiao Junjie talking to her, Chen Xuan turned her face away in embarrassment. Although this place is beautiful, it is not suitable to bring her to see it. It is very uncomfortable!

"Close your eyes first." Xiao Junjie saw Chen Xuan's embarrassment and said.

Seeing what Chen Xuan meant by not shutting it up, and knowing that she was feeling uneasy, Xiao Junjie had no choice but to put it another way: "See if my courtship method is romantic, and see if I can win your sister-in-law's heart in the future. You can use it as a reference for my brother. How about it?" ?”

When Chen Xuan heard it, it turned out that she was thinking about it, and she felt even more embarrassed when she saw Xiao Junjie. She nodded her head hastily and closed her eyes.

Looking at Chen Xuan who had her eyes tightly closed, Xiao Junjie smiled handsomely and pressed another switch next to her.

Then Chen Xuan was asked to open her eyes, and seeing the scene in front of her, she froze again.

The light was turned off, and there was something flickering on the sea of ​​flowers. Xiao Junjie pointed to the top of her head. When she looked up, there were twinkling stars on it, and all the places her eyes could see were stars.

It's like going back to when I was a child, when I was sitting on my parents' lap watching the stars. When I grew up, I lost my parents, and the sky was so polluted that I couldn't see the stars. Now I can see so many stars, not to mention the surprise is impossible. And in this sea of ​​flowers, looking at the stars is really romantic.

(End of this chapter)