Chapter 1101: Chapter 45: I Don’t Like Owing Others
Qiao Anlu couldn’t hide her excitement at all and rushed straight in!
There was even a bed in the middle of the store, and the sheets and duvet cover on it were pink Qiao Ba.
Qiao Anlu dove right onto it and started rolling around. "This is my room, it’s literally my room!"
"Which one looks the same as Little Qiaoqiao?" Mr. Ning stood to the side and asked indifferently.
Right now Qiao Anlu was completely intoxicated by it all and couldn’t care less about anything else. She just grabbed a random plushie into her arms and hugged it, stroking it with her eyes closed.
So comfy, the bed is comfy too!
"Get up and take a look!"
The person on the bed still didn’t react.
Mr. Ning bent down directly, snatched the plush from her arms, and when the bed shook from his movement, Qiao Anlu, who was lying flat on it, also shook, and the surface under her started really misbehaving.
Before Mr. Ning could react, he saw her smoothly roll right off the bed, all the while shouting, "I didn’t mean to, I’m coming down right now."
Mr. Ning’s body, frozen halfway, felt a chill. He calmly straightened up, looked down at her and asked again, "Which one looks the same as Little Qiaoqiao?"
"I’ll look right now!" Qiao Anlu scrambled up and started looking around, her eyes clearly sparkling.
This girl actually has times when she’s this serious?
Mr. Ning stared at her for quite a while. This girl’s face really didn’t match her figure at all!
These days Qiao Anlu always went barefaced, very pure-looking. How could that possibly go with it?
"Um... Mr. Ning?" Qiao Anlu turned her head to look at him, and Mr. Ning immediately pulled his gaze back, letting it land somewhere else with that same icy chill.
Qiao Anlu was really afraid of that innate coldness of his, so she spoke very cautiously. "Mr. Ning, I’ve been hugging Little Qiaoqiao for many years now. There’s no perfectly identical one anymore. There’s one over there that’s close enough."
She pointed toward a corner to the side.
"Didn’t you say you were going to buy the same model before?"
"Did I say that?" Qiao Anlu asked with a very serious expression.
Looks like those acting classes lately have been paying off, or so Mr. Ning thought.
He walked straight to the corner, took down the Qiao Ba that was more or less like what she’d pointed at, then walked toward her.
Qiao Anlu once again chose to retreat step by step, until she had nowhere left to go.
"You know, I’ve always hated being lied to..."
Before Mr. Ning could finish his sentence, Qiao Anlu spoke up. "I don’t know anything! And besides, how would I ever dare lie to you, Mr. Ning?"
She shrank her head back, looking so aggrieved it couldn’t be more aggrieved. It really didn’t look like she was acting.
Mr. Ning glanced at her, and without another word stuffed the Qiao Ba in his hand into her arms. "I don’t like owing people. If you think one isn’t enough, you can take a few more."
Huh?
Qiao Anlu held it and glanced down at it. "Mr. Ning, what do you mean by this?"
Before, when people gave her things, she’d complain with her mouth but be over the moon inside. This time she finally understood what it meant to have your hands tied after taking someone else’s stuff.
Qiao Anlu kept her hands spread stiffly, not daring to actually grip it, just supporting the plush so it lay in her arms.
"I took your Little Qiaoqiao, so naturally I have to give you one in return. If you think it’s not enough, you can take a few more."
Nani?!
"So you’re saying Little Qiaoqiao is yours from now on?" Qiao Anlu practically couldn’t believe it.
Mr. Ning gave her a look that basically said, "You got a problem with that?" and Qiao Anlu’s momentum deflated a few notches. "Mr. Ning, I’ve been hugging Little Qiaoqiao for so many years, and I always sleep holding him. I heard people secrete some kind of whatever when they sleep, it’s super dirty, it’s all covered in germs. Just give him back to me, okay? Please?"
Playing cute again?
