The scene of a spell being cast, the chanting of a long incantation, and even the ancient scene of a hand touching the opponent when one needed to transfer internal energy, none of it happened.
A kiss was all it took to get it over with.
It couldn't be more ordinary, and it couldn't be faster.
Even after the little girl had given them all her luck, they still looked confused and stupidly asked why the little girl kissed her father.
Song Ching-wan rubbed her temples, feeling angry and amused at the same time.
Wasn't this method of giving luck a little too sloppy?!
That was unprecedented luck that couldn't be bought with money. Those who didn't know better would think that the little girl gave them cabbages.
Lu Qidong quickly accepted it. After all, he could accept the little girl's heaven-defying luck. What else could he not accept?
Wasn't it just a simple method of giving luck that they could see every day?
He wasn't jealous, not at all. Really, he wasn't jealous at all. What was there to be jealous about? Wasn't it just a kiss? Wasn't it just giving luck? Wasn't it just Little Hanhan bringing Li Li's luck to work every day? What was there to be envious about?
"Come on, lucky one."
Lu Junhan snapped out of her daze and saw her old father, whose face had always been as gentle as jade, handing over a deck of poker cards. He smiled strangely and said, "Let Dad see how good your luck is now."
Lu Junhan: "…"
Song Ching-wan also thought of the scene of the little girl secretly kissing her father every day. Her heart felt sour, as if someone had planted a forest of lemon trees, and those lemons were all extremely sour.
She leaned into the arms of Houston, who had been silent the entire time. She gritted her teeth angrily and said with a hypocritical smile, "That's right.
"That's right. Li Li gives you so much luck every day. She even gave you quite a bit just now. Your luck must be very good right now. Let us see it for ourselves. Why don't you try the lottery too?"
Lu Qidong slapped his head and threw away the poker cards in his hand. With a face full of annoyance, he said, "That's right. You're so lucky. It's a waste not to draw. It's my fault. I shouldn't have given you poker cards. Come, come, come. Show me my mobile game!"
The corners of Lu Junhan's mouth twitched. His expression was indifferent. He couldn't be bothered with the two people who were about to go crazy from jealousy. He walked to the side of the coffee table, bent down, and picked up the deck of cards.
Then, he spread out the deck of cards, lowered his eyes, and casually drew a card.
He flipped the card over, glanced at it, and then threw it back into the pile of cards in his hand.
After that, he quickly shuffled the cards again. He drew another card, flipped it over and glanced at it. After looking at it, he threw it back and shuffled the cards again.
Just like that, he shuffled, drew, and looked at the cards.
The cards that were drawn were the Ace of Hearts, Small Ghost, Big Ghost, 4, 6, 9 of Spades …
After eating lemons, the two people who were about to emit sour gas knew that Lu Junhan was testing the luck that the little girl gave him. Their rationality returned, and they quieted down, afraid of disturbing him.
After more than ten seconds, Lu Junhan's hands finally stopped moving. Song Ching-wan couldn't help but ask,
"How is it? Is it all right? "
Lu Junhan threw the five of diamonds back into the pile of cards, looked up, and spat out two words from his thin lips. "It's all right."
Song Ching-wan looked at the cards and muttered to herself, "Oh my god, this luck is really good."
On the other side..,
Lu Qidong couldn't wait to get in front of the little girl. He rubbed his hands and smiled. He looked like an experienced human trafficker. "Li Li, give Grandpa some luck too. Grandpa can take you to buy melon seeds later."
Once winter came, the little girl would have a lot of luck.
Because she was afraid of the cold, Song Ching-wan would take her to take a bath three times a day to warm her body and prevent her from freezing.
In the water, the little girl's magic power would slowly return, and the aura of good luck around her would become stronger.
In the past, in the summer, she only took a bath once a day. Song Ching-wan and the others were afraid that the little girl's skin would be blistered. They also didn't let the little girl stay in the water for long. She could only stay in the water for 20 minutes at most.
But now, as long as she said that she wanted to take a bath, Song Ching-wan, who was still recuperating, would take her to take a bath.
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