Chapter 0145 – Taking down a shirtless one (1 / 2)

“Don’t I know anything about probability, don’t you strike out here. Nuo, you draw one.” Mu Xiao grabbed a blind box and handed it to Tang Jia Chong.

“It’s the same for me to smoke and you to smoke, this luck thing is nothing more than something people use to comfort themselves.” Tang Jia Chong said as he casually tore open the blind box.

“Little Prince!” Mako was pleasantly surprised as she grabbed the hand puppet that Tang Jiachong had drawn.

Tang Jia Chong was so surprised that he instantly put his words about not believing in luck behind him and looked down on Mako in triumph.

Mako: “I can’t believe you drew the little hide, what a shitload of luck.”

Tang Jia Chong’s eyes immediately chilled cold, had been inexplicably a little happy.

After all, the hand puppet she wanted was drawn from her own hand, but she actually said he was shit out of luck.

“I said it has nothing to do with luck.” Tang Jia Chong corrected.

“I know, probability.” Mako held up the “Little Prince” and examined it from side to side, smiling with arched eyebrows.

“Isn’t it pretty? I’m going to go back and put him right in the middle. No, there are so many left to draw, maybe I can draw a big hide.”

“What’s the big hide again? These merchants really know how to pull off gimmicks.” Tang Jiachong muttered, casually taking a blind box and unwrapping it.

He forgets that he is a typical businessman.

It also didn’t occur to him that the Powertron Group was just a different form.

Tang Jia Chong drew a Pinocchio, but this time the Pinocchio was dressed in a different color than the one Mako had drawn before.

On closer comparison, the color of the pupils is different.

Tang Jia Chong held the two Pinocchios together and compared them, shaking his head, “The same.”

“Wow, another pair.” Mako said in awe as she took the blind box he was holding.

She now has three pairs of the same hand-me-downs in different colors – Pinocchio, the Swan Princess, and the King’s New Clothes.

Tang Jia Chong didn’t understand, “Isn’t it repeated? It’s just that the colors are a little different.”

“Of course it’s different, look at this one, the hat, clothes, and hair color are all different. Ah, their little Ling sisters are different too, one is blue and one is black. Ahhhh! Look at their different colors too, so cute.”

Tang Jia Chong’s face has been wrinkled into a ball, the color is different as to be so excited?

“I noticed this base is different too, it this base is the same color as his dress hat, so ingenious.”

His eyes went to observe these two Pinocchios little by little along with Mako’s words.

Like picking a fight, Mako pointed out the differences between the two Pinocchios one by one.

“This backpack pants has a button, that one doesn’t.” Tang Jia Chong suddenly said.

“Right, and do you ever think that this one seems to have a bit more of a sad expression than this one seems to have.”

Tang Jiachong reached out and flicked Mu Xiao’s head, “You’re overthinking it.”

It’s simply the same expression, where there is no one who is more sad than the other.

You’ve added drama to yourself.

Mu Xiao didn’t mind at all, she was indulging in the joy of smoking a blind box, “Smoke again and again.”

The two sat on the white bed collapse of their hotel room and began to unpack the blind box again.

“Look at this, does it look like you?” Mako drew a King’s New Clothes.

“Where’s the resemblance?” Tang Jia Chong asked back irritably, this king was naked and wearing only a pair of underwear.

What makes her think he’ll look like the King’s New Clothes.

“Look at him with his head held high and a proud look, isn’t that just like you. Don’t you think you’re especially handsome?”

“That seems to be what you said, I don’t know who said the other day that there was a handsome husband sitting at home.”

“I do recognize that you’re handsome, but I know that you must think the same thing about yourself in your heart, and won’t accept sophistry.” Mako hammered on, continuing to look down and unwrap her own blind box.

Tang Jia Chong looked at the top of the woman’s hair and hooked his lips, “Let me help you remove another one without clothes.”

Mako: “……”

In no time at all, a large pile of cartons and plastic bags appeared on the bed.