Chapter 1191 Small Theater – An Ran Chapter
Lucky box.

This kind of thing has suddenly become popular in recent times.

Each exquisite little box is placed in the vending machine, and you can usually buy one for a few dozen dollars.

You never know what’s in the box you bought until you open it.

After the movie ended, Chi Cheng walked out holding An Ran’s hand.

When passing by the lucky box vending machine, Ji Cheng’s hand was suddenly grabbed by a small force, “Brother, wait a minute.”

Chi Cheng paused and looked sideways, “Huh?”

“This.” An Ran pointed to the vending machine next to her with her little hand, her eyes sparkling, “I want to play this.”

She has been obsessed with buying lucky boxes these days. A few days ago, when she went shopping with Xiyan Ruge and the others, Xiyan bought a lucky box for thirty yuan, and then a pair of headphones worth three thousand yuan came out of the box!
It’s just too European!
But Enran was too bad. Many times, what it opened were some worthless little things.

The less good things you can produce, the more dissatisfied you feel and the more itchy you feel.

Ji Cheng put a note into the vending machine and asked good-naturedly, “Which one do you want?”

“Hmm.” An Ran thought about it seriously, and after careful consideration, she selected a box, “This one.”

bang-

The selected box fell out.

Sitting back in the car, An Ran opened the box with great anticipation. Her originally excited expression instantly turned to sadness. “Headphones? They’re the same quality as the ones on Taobao that cost ten yuan with free shipping!”

Another loss.

I am so angry, I am simply an African!

Chi Cheng supported his face with his elbow on the steering wheel, chuckled, stretched out his finger and poked her little face, “Why are you suddenly unhappy?”

“My luck is not good at all T_T”

“What does Ranran want?”

“Of course it’s the grand prize of the lucky box, the latest Apple mobile phone!” Anyone who can get an Apple mobile phone must be a European emperor.

Chi Cheng rubbed her little head and said, “Maybe it will work next time.”

“Woo…I don’t believe in my luck anymore.”

A few days later.

Walking out of the supermarket, Chi Cheng was holding a shopping bag in one hand and holding An Ran’s hand with the other. When passing by the lucky box vending machine, An Ran’s hand was suddenly grabbed.

She looked up in confusion, “Brother?”

Chi Cheng set his sights on the vending machine, “Would you like to try it?”

“Don’t try. I can’t come up with anything good anyway.”

Chi Cheng had already walked forward with her in his hand, “Try again.”

Okay, then… let’s try again.

This time An Ran randomly picked a box in the corner.

After returning to the car, she unpacked the box while muttering, “Let me see how much this thing is worth this time…”

Suddenly, the little girl paused.

Inside the box, there was a mobile phone box quietly placed.

“Ah——” An Ran cried out excitedly, “A cell phone! The latest model! Has my good luck finally exploded? Oh my god, I want to post it on WeChat Moments! Brother, look, am I lucky?”

“Yeah.” Chi Cheng looked at her lovingly, “Lucky.”

At this time, in front of the lucky box vending machine at the entrance of the supermarket.

“No way? I opened a new model of Apple phone!”

“This is so weird! Four mobile phones have been drawn today, but I heard that this lucky box only gives away three mobile phones nationwide? What’s going on?”

“Please move aside. I want to buy a lucky box too.”

“Don’t push, don’t push, line up!!”

The crowd was excited.

Where did this sudden burst of character come from?
Even something as ethereal as “luck”.

As long as she wants.

He can give it.

(End of this chapter)