He looked at me after speaking.
"I’m not ungrateful. I was just trying to tease Munchkin, alright?"
"Forget it. If you don't want to come along, I’ll just take Munchkin and go with him."
I know Theo was deliberately trying to have me beg him. However, since we were in front of the child, I would reluctantly give in.
"Mr. Grant, I was wrong. Can I join you on your hot air balloon please?"
If he refused, then I would have to ask Munchkin to step in.
"Of course. It’s my honor to invite such a beautiful lady to my hot air balloon," Theo replied in an exaggerated tone.
Munchkin and I were both amused by him.
The car stopped at the edge of the flower field. Only after I got out did I see two staff members standing next to the hot air balloon. The rest of the field was undoubtedly empty, except for the endless tulips that stood tall and full. The flowers swayed slightly in the wind.
As we slowly approached, the roar of the hot air balloon grew louder and louder.
Upon reaching the hot air balloon, the staff carefully helped Munchkin and me int the basket.
Theo followed closely behind, and he held onto the edges of the basket, shielding us both in his arms.
Although it was very safe, it was also slightly uncomfortable.
After all, it was rare to be able to go up in a hot air balloon. However, being forced to sit fixed in a position, one would not feel very satisfied.
Due to the presence of other people, I did not speak. I wanted to wait for the balloon to rise first before talking to Theo.
The staff next to the hot air balloon guided it. The ropes around the balloon were untied one by one, and the balloon started to soar upward.
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