39. The Weight of Good Night

"Whoosh!"

The basket of Game Coins became one hundred, two hundred, more.

Mr. Lu just quietly accompanied Zhou Sinin, watching her sit in front of the Fishing Machine, holding down the launch key, and using up five hundred coins.

"Don't want to play anymore?"

"Yep."

Zhou Sinin stood up, the dimness that had been in her eyes just now vanished.

"I've had enough fun, I want to go downstairs and browse~"

She rubbed her cheeks and turned to face Lu Jincheng, revealing a smiling face once more.

The two descended the stairs to the first-floor makeup counters. Zhou Sinin tugged at Lu Jincheng's sleeve, slowing her pace.

"Do you have number 302?"

Approaching the YSL counter, Zhou Sinin raised her hand to the saleswoman beside her and asked.

"I'm sorry, miss, it's not in stock yet."

The saleswoman shook her head, showing a regretful expression.