In fact, Cheng Li feels that she is a little socially phobic to a certain extent.

I don't say how much I walk around when I see people, but for some activities that need to be expressed, I usually avoid them.

I really can't avoid it, so I can't do it again.

It's the first time I've taken the initiative to become interested like this.

Not for anything else, just because I suddenly had a very impulsive idea in my heart.

She wanted to win back the pot of wine and give it to Zuo Han.

Surely the quality of an event held at a hot spring resort like this is that it can be used as a prize, right?

So Cheng Li immediately asked.

"What wine?"

Zuo Han turned his eyes to look at her, "You...... Want to participate? ”

Cheng Li smiled embarrassedly, "I understand." ”

The waiter said with a smile, "It's a pot of daughter red, although it's not a valuable foreign wine, but our manager's child was buried in the year he was born, and it has been buried under the largest pu tree in our resort for more than ten years." Originally, our manager planned to save it until the day of our daughter's wedding. ”

Cheng Li was a little surprised, "Then why are you digging it out as a prize now?" ”

More than ten years of wine, this kind of old wine, God knows how fragrant.

The waiter said helplessly, "No way, our manager gave birth to a son, and he lost money." It's useless to keep it, so I took advantage of this party to dig it out as a prize. ”

Cheng Li didn't expect that there would be such a story in this prize.

I can't get enough of it.

The waiter asked, "How?" Are you planning to attend? If you plan to participate, write your name, room number, and the content of the program you plan to perform on the ticket stub. ”

Zuo Han originally felt that the prize was not a valuable thing, and her hand injury was not yet healed, and this kind of performance was originally a bit grandstanding.

She's quite thin-skinned, so she probably won't participate.

Who knows, the next second, I saw Cheng Li nodding, "Give me the pen." ”

When the waiter handed her the pen, his expression was a little embarrassed. And Zuo Han, at this moment, took the pen from the waiter's hand with a very fast reaction.

Cheng Li realized that she should not be able to complete the action of writing with her right hand now, and her left hand does not have this ability.

It's no wonder that when the waiter handed the pen just now, his expression was a little embarrassed.

Zuo Han's slender fingers held the pen and wrote her name and room number on the ticket stub.

The handwriting is very beautiful, and every stroke is strong through the back of the paper, vigorous and powerful.

Then he turned his eyes to look at her, "What to perform?" ”

Cheng Li said, "Ballet." ”

She thought about it, then leaned into Zuo Han's ear and whispered, "I still remember when I went to Yancheng to relieve you, on the plane back to Haicheng, we added WeChat to each other, and when you see me wearing a tutu in my profile picture, you obviously don't believe that I am dancing ballet." ”

Zuo Han raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "How long has it been, still remember?" It's a shame today, right? ”

Cheng Li laughed, and her soft whisper fell on Zuo Han's ear, and together with her warm breathing, in his ear, it was brushed back and forth.

For some reason, it was as if one of the nerves had been plucked.

Cheng Li also said in his ear, "It's not just a shame to be ashamed, Zuo Han, but I also want to win back that pot of daughter red today." ”

Zuo Han may not have reacted in his brain, but his mouth has already said, "As a dowry?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Li was a little stunned, she bit her lip in a daze, and then hummed, "The dowry is the dowry." ”

Zuo Han glanced at her sideways, but he didn't see too much shame in her expression, it seemed that her mood had been adjusted well, or maybe the makeup that Qin Shu had put on her before was really good.

However, the pair of red ears betrayed her.

After Zuo Han wrote the words 'ballet solo' on the ticket stub, he handed the ticket stub to the waiter along with the pen, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, please come in, and our party is a garden fair, there will be some small games in it, and you can get a prize ticket after you participate, and you can exchange some gadgets and food."

Zuo Han and Cheng Li entered the venue together.

In fact, it is quite good, it is indeed the nature of the garden fair, one by one the stalls are placed, a lot of small games, if you successfully complete the game goal, you can get a lottery ticket.

You can redeem some prizes, plush toys, cartoon balloons, and many stalls are full of snacks, such as octopus balls, grilled cold noodles, fried clams, large intestines wrapped in small intestines, mango fried ice, lemon tea or something......

These are also redeemed with lottery tickets.

The model is still quite good, and it is indeed very motivating people's enthusiasm.

Originally, Zuo Han was not interested in these games, but the eagerness in Cheng Li's eyes when he looked at the mango fried ice was really impossible to ignore.

"Okay......" Zuo Han stood behind the line of a small game stall.

Cheng Li was a little excited, so she stood next to him and lined up with him, probably because she was a little excited, and they all jumped in place.

The little game of this stall they lined up first was to use the kind of elastic balls the size of a fist and put them into an oblique bucket one by one, because the elasticity of the ball is very good, so the strength and angle must be very particular.

If it is popped up, it doesn't count, get ten balls at a time, score three and have a ticket, enter five and have two tickets, eight three, nine and four, and if ten are all hit, you can have ten tickets!

She asked Zuo Han in a low voice, "Can it be done?" ”

Zuo Han shook his head, "I don't know, maybe not." ”

And the pair of young men and women lined up behind them should also be lovers, looking youthful.

The young man said to his girlfriend with great confidence, "Isn't it just a bouncing ball?" I don't say ten, at least nine! ”

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Li asked Zuo Han if he could do it, and Zuo Han's very sad answer.

Not only is there no braggart, but there is not even any confidence.

I don't know, probably not.

The young man and woman in the back were very embarrassed, and the young girl whispered to her boyfriend, "You are really not modest at all!" ”

"I'm not modest, but is he modest? He must be self-defeating, right? The young man couldn't help but say to Zuo Han, "Hey, buddy, how can a man say that he can't do it?" ”

Zuo Han turned his eyes to look at him, his gaze was very light, "Are you okay?" Then you come first. ”

Zuo Han changed his position with him, and it was the young man's turn immediately, and the young man took the ten bouncing balls handed over by the stall owner.

Cheng Li originally felt that Zuo Han was really not interested in these things, and he didn't care if he won or lost, so he even gave up his position to others first.

Until...... When the young man picked up the bowl of pinballs.

Cheng Li saw Zuo Han's eyes, as sharp as an eagle's falcon!