"Ling Han, I can walk by myself, please put me down."

Qingyan pushed Zhan Linghan's arm, his arm was as hard as a bumper, and he couldn't even push it.

"It's just this far, I'll just carry you away." Zhan Linghan carried Qingyan to the chair behind the dining table before putting her down.

Qingyan felt like a little baby.

The two were having supper when Zhan Linghan's cell phone on the dining table vibrated and the screen lit up.

Zhan Linghan clicked on the information he received on his phone, which read:

"Do you think you can be with her forever if you live outside with her?"

Zhan Linghan frowned, Qingyan raised her head and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Zhan Linghan's voice was a little cold. He deleted the message directly, "Let's have a meal." Zhan Linghan said to Qingyan.

After dinner, Qingyan watched TV for a while, Zhan Linghan washed the dishes, and he walked out of the kitchen and saw that the lottery draw of today's sports lottery was playing on the TV.

Zhan Linghan stood behind the sofa, resting his hands on the back of the chair. He lowered his head and said to Qingyan, who was sitting on the sofa:

"What do you think is the winning number for the first prize of sports lottery today?"

"Well, I'd better not say it." A few years ago, the boss of the lottery company visited Zhan's house and knelt down and begged Qingyan not to buy lottery tickets again. Qingyan still remembers it fresh, because she won the first prize once when she bought one, and won the first prize once when she bought one.

"Tell me, you haven't bought a lottery ticket now. Tell me, maybe someone happened to buy the same number?"

"Hmm..." Qingyan saw the small ball rotating in the glass box inside the TV.

“12”

After Qingyan read a number casually, a small ball fell out and a number of "12" was shown on the screen.

“18”

The ball of No. 18 rolled out of the glass box.

“7”

The third ball rolled out, showing the number 7.

Next, every time Qingyan recites a number, a small ball with the same number falls out. All the numbers Qingyan recites form the winning numbers.

Qingyan also thought it was amazing. Why did she have such ability? Zhan Linghan was the only one who really understood her ability.

Qingyan looked at the host on TV and read out the numbers she had just mentioned, and she felt a little embarrassed, but this time she didn't buy a lottery ticket, so the boss of the lottery company shouldn't come to her again.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Qingyan put down the lemonade in her hand, walked to the cloakroom, took the clothes, and entered the bathroom.

She walked out of the bathroom with a fragrant smell. She sat in the study and started writing the homework assigned by the teacher in today's class.

Qingyan has learned all the courses in the school in Zhanjia Manor. She took a quick look at the topic of her homework and could write them out quickly.

Zhan Linghan walked into the study room, and he stretched out his hand from behind Qingyan and wrapped her whole body in his arms.

"It's a waste of time to write such homework." Zhan Linghan knew that everything was well understood in class.

"I am a senior high school student now, so of course I have to do all the homework assigned by the teacher." Qingyan said, but her writing speed did not slow down at all.

Zhan Linghan rubbed his cheek against Qingyan's cheek like a wolf dog. He remembered the text message he received while eating just now, and Zhan Linghan's brow frowned again...
Chapter completed!