163: If the painting is uglier, it will become uglier.
Just as Ling Bingbing was about to take Xiao Chenchen down, she saw Bai Linlang pushing Hao Bufan towards her.
She thought it was Hao Bufan who was feeling uncomfortable again, so she quickly took out the needle box from her wrist. Then she saw Bai Linlang throw her eldest nephew aside, and said to her affectionately: "Sister...can you lend me a needle?"
Pants?"
"Pants? Are they the pants I understand?" Ling Bingbing looked at her with a strange expression.
"You...couldn't you be frightened by cockroaches?"
Bai Linlang's expression suddenly changed: "You are..."
"No, I just want to lend you a pair of pants. Good afternoon. I'm going to work. I didn't bring any pants with me this time. Otherwise, I'll bring my skirt over and you can choose whatever you want."
"Although my skirts are not as expensive as those of my sister who is the wife of the richest man in a good family, if you have to judge the value, then you may have to take away my whole box of skirts. Of course I have no objection, as long as my sister can give it to me
A pair of pants allows me to go to work and take good care of my family, Fanfan."
Hao Bufan: Um...
Although he knows that he should be moved in this situation.
But when you think about your girlfriend having to sell all her dresses so that she can work to support herself, there is an indescribable feeling.
He admires professional women.
But...
There is really no need to sell skirts.
And...
Originally, my aunt had a large number of anti-fans on the Internet. If this news got out, those anti-fans might spread rumors and other nonsense.
Not to mention, he is not completely unable to work.
"Well...I understand how you feel, but pants are not good." Ling Bingbing refused almost without hesitation.
Bai Linlang cried directly: "Sister...don't...I really want to take good care of my brother Bufan, and I won't compare with you."
"At worst, it's okay if I don't put on makeup when I wear pants."
"Or I can make myself look uglier."
Ling Bingbing:......
Hao Bufan:......
Xiao Chenchen, confused Ing...
What does she mean? Does she think she is particularly good-looking?
Xiao Chenchen looked at her, then turned to look at Ling Bingbing next to her...
What do you say?
It's like the difference between an exquisite artificial beauty and pure natural beauty.
Bai Linlang's beauty is too superficial.
"This has nothing to do with whether you wear makeup or not, it's just that I can't lend you pants."
"Then... what about Mrs. Song... Mrs. Song, can you lend it to me? I'll exchange it for you with my haute couture." Bai Linlang said with a bitter look on her face and looked at the woman next to her.
Ling Bingbing: "Sister Chenchen can't do it either."
Bai Linlang was shocked: "What! Why! Sister...why..."
She seemed to have been struck by lightning. She kept retreating in fear, and her whole body was trembling.
Seeing my sister trembling, the barrage also exploded.
【Too much! How can you bully your sister like this】
[Even though my sister begged her, she still said no!]
【Don’t let others give it to you yet!】
[I want to boycott this show. I won’t watch it because of this vicious woman!]
【Me too!】
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【+100086..】
【......】
Although Qin Di is off work, there are still people on duty in the directing team.
Seeing a bunch of people attacking Ling Bingbing, the housekeeper was a little hesitant and didn't know whether to wake up Qin Di.
"Sister QQ, do you want to see Director Qin?"
QQ stared at the screen, holding her chin up and thinking. She felt that Ling Bingbing was not such a person...
"No need for now."
"Yes..."
At this moment, after watching Bai Linlang acting wildly for a long time, Ling Bingbing sighed leisurely.
"Miss Bai, I don't know if you didn't wake up or if you didn't go out with your brain?"
"First of all, since the moment the Bai family sent me to the Hao family for washing, we have no relationship whatsoever."
"If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask your adoptive father, so there is no sister relationship between us."
"Secondly, it's not that I don't want to lend you my pants. Do you have a misunderstanding about your height?"
"Your net height is 1m54, I am 1.72m tall, sister Chenchen is 173cm, which is almost 20 centimeters taller than you. What do you think...what do you look like wearing our pants?"
"Bufan, if you have nothing else to do, we will go down first." Ling Bingbing turned around and asked Hao Bufan.
Hao Bufan looked at his girlfriend blankly.
Is your girlfriend only 154?
How could he remember that she told him before that she was 1.6 meters tall?
"Aunt, I'm fine."
Ling Bingbing nodded: "Okay, then come to me if you have anything to do. Don't overwork your legs and hands. Points and other things. If you really have no other way, I will help you do it."
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After saying that, Ling Bingbing took Xiao Chenchen down.
Although they went down from the well, the program crew was not so crazy and poured some water into it.
There are stairs below. There are stone walls on both sides of the stairs. There are also lamps lit on the stone walls. But this lamp, one side is green and the other is red, it really feels like going to hell.
There are also good guys in Ling Bingbing’s live broadcast room.
Xiao Chenchen was also a little scared, but before her hair could stand up, she felt her arm being held by someone.
"Don't be afraid, it's just an ordinary light. The walls on both sides are very thick, so even if there are real zombies, you can't take a good photo."
Poof - Xiao Chenchen couldn't help laughing.
But as soon as I laughed twice, I saw the house number in front of me, and I suddenly choked up again.
The program team posted a house number on the door of each family.
Four digits are random.
The four of them on the ground are all quite normal, at least they don’t have any homophones.
But this one underground...
Ling Bingbing’s house number is 4444.
It feels like a crazy urge to die.
"This..."
"Why don't you let the program team change this?" She had heard someone say before that the Hao family still cares about these numbers.
Moreover, the Hao family kept marrying Mr. Hao wives in order to extend their lives through metaphysics.
"No, I think this is pretty good. It's hard for our family to live without money." Ling Bingbing said with a smile.
Xiao Chenchen was startled for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.
While she was talking, Ling Bingbing had already started to enter her password.
Even though it was her own property, for the sake of her Mr. Hao, she still asked someone to add a few more locks yesterday.
Regarding locks, Xiao Chenchen didn't have much feeling. It was normal for wealthy people to have many locks on their doors. If they didn't protect against anything, then there would be something wrong.
Just like the deep alley outside, the colors in Ling Bingbing and Mr. Hao's rooms are also very weird.
There are only cyan and green lights, and various strange-shaped ornaments are carved on both sides of the wall.
But the most eye-catching thing is the big red coffin in the middle, with various charms attached to it, making it hard not to wonder if something will pop out of it.
"This... this style of painting is too... too down-to-earth...?" Xiao Chenchen suddenly didn't find the coffin refrigerator in her home scary.
Sure enough, fear depends on comparison...
"How about I make a curtain for you? I also have a piece of white cloth. Although it doesn't look very good, it's better than facing it directly."
Ling Bingbing: "No need, Sister Chenchen, it's inconvenient to cover it with a cloth."
Xiao Chenchen: "Ah? Do you have a refrigerator in here? Isn't it going to break if the refrigerator is placed upside down like this?"
Ling Bingbing shook her head: "This is not a refrigerator."
Xiao Chenchen was shocked: "That's..."
Ling Bingbing tilted her head, and her face seemed to be glowing under the green light.