In the center of the courtyard, is that really peach blossoms in full bloom? It's clearly a cluster of imitation small lanterns, pink clusters, looking like peach blossoms from afar!
"..."
Yu Sangwan was stunned, covering her lips with surprise, her heart pounding fiercely in her left chest—was this... prepared for her by him? But, didn't he dislike her? Even though she thought so, her steps uncontrollably ran in that direction.
"Hmm, just like that."
Ending the call, Lu Jinxuan raised his eyes to look upstairs, a faint smile playing on his lips. Playing romantic, he's an amateur.
"Jinxuan." A crisp call, a little timid and gentle. Mu Qinglan stood there in a long dress, slightly shivering.
Lu Jinxuan instinctively frowned, "Qinglan, haven't you rested yet?"
