Qin Nanyu's heart ...
If Ji Ningyan hadn't taken out the receipt and brought him to the lucky draw, Qin Nanyu wouldn't have known that ten thousand shopping at the mall was for the lucky draw.
Forget it. Since she was already here, she could draw if she wanted.
Ji Ningyan handed the ticket to the staff at the lottery stand. After checking it, the staff ticked the ticket, then said to Ji Ningyan, "Alright, one lucky draw ticket."
Ji Ningyan reached into the chest. After rummaging through it for a long time, she finally pulled out a small card.
The staff member scratched the lottery number on the small card in front of her and reported the result without any fluctuation in his voice, "Consolation prize, a bottle of mango yogurt."
"Ha, it's mango. I like it." Ji Ningyan had long since guessed this would be the result, so she wasn't disappointed.
She took the yogurt from the staff, rolled her eyes, and soon her gaze fell on Qin Nanyu.
The next second, she smiled and said to Qin Nanyu in a negotiating tone, "Qin Nanyu, do you still have the receipt for the clothes you bought?"
Qin Nanyu immediately understood what she was thinking. He took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Are you addicted to the lottery?"
It wasn't enough for her to draw once, and she wanted to draw a second time.
Ningyan's little face turned red, and she muttered in a low voice, "There's only the two of us. I can't possibly eat it all for myself, can I? I'll get you a yogurt bottle too."
"It seems that you are very confident in your luck." Qin Nanyu's mouth twitched.
Of course, Ningyan was too embarrassed to say it out loud. It was all from her many years of experience.
"Give me your receipt. A bottle of yogurt is also milk!"
Qin Nanyu's handsome face darkened. Perhaps he should have listened to Ji Ningyan and waited for her in the car. Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened.
Despite his dislike, Qin Nanyu still found the receipt from the shopping bag. Ji Ningyan's face lit up.
Just as she handed the ticket back to the staff, Ji Ningyan suddenly had an idea. She pulled Qin Nanyu forward. "Why don't you draw this time? "
"What did you just say?" Qin Nanyu wanted to pry open Ji Ningyan's head to see what she was thinking.
Wasn't it enough for her to draw the lottery herself, and she wanted him to do it with her?
Ningyan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "That's right. If you do, perhaps your luck will be better than mine?"
Qin Nanyu saw through her intentions and rejected her without any room for negotiation. "No way!"
"Just this once! I beg you!" Ningyan refused to give up.
Beg him?
Qin Nanyu was stunned. His gaze fell upon Ji Ningyan's cute pink lips. They were moist, tender, and beautifully shaped, giving him a sense of reverie.
As he looked up, he saw Ningyan's large, watery eyes staring straight at him like a sad puppy.
Qin Nanyu, initially very resistant, actually softened a little and put his hand into the lottery box.
When he touched the corner of the card, Qin Nanyu woke up.
He had been bewitched by a little girl and had gone to draw for her.
"You can just randomly pick one." Ji Ningyan had no idea how complicated Qin Nanyu's feelings were.
Qin Nanyu pulled a long face and took out a small card. "Here you go. Are you happy? "
Ji Ningyan handed the card over to the staff member as if she had just received a precious treasure, then said in a rather ingratiating manner, "I'm satisfied, delighted. Qin Nanyu, you're the best …."
"Don't give me the good guy card anymore." Qin Nanyu warned her.
Oh, Ji Ningyan, shut up.