Bai Linlang's face grew and shrunk like a balloon, her eyes stared suddenly, and anger surged in her eyes like a roaring sea, deep and full of suction, as if it wanted to swallow everything up.
Unfortunately... in Hao Bufan's eyes... her face was fake, and the thing on her face... looked like a black unknown creature.
In his eyes, the cakes made by Bai Linlang are the same ╮(╯▽╰)╭.
He won't eat it anyway.
He wouldn't even look at her.
In front of the cake, he is the perfect boyfriend and serves his girlfriend.
He was holding the cake in one hand and a fork in the other.
He thoughtfully cut the already neatly cut cake into pieces with a fork so that his girlfriend's red lips could just swallow it.
Before Bai Linlang could get tired of talking, he had already put the lemon soda water to her lips again.
Hao Bufan: "Be good~~ don't waste it."
Bai Linlang:@##￥%……&
...
The bonfire party at the beach ended with Hao Bufan's affectionate performance. Bai Linlang ate almost a quarter of the cake and felt bad all over. She felt sticky all over her body.
Fortunately, she was wearing cool clothes, which made her feel a lot more comfortable when the wind blew.
Just when she was hesitating whether to go swimming again to burn off some calories, Song Yu came out with a loudspeaker.
"Everyone, please wait a moment. Let's draw tomorrow's groups first."
Song Yu shook the bottle in his hand, with a bunch of sticks stuck on it.
Bai Linlang's eyelids twitched as the memory of exhausting work in the afternoon attacked her again.
Yes, she didn't do it. Mentally, Mr. Rabbit suffered for her.
But as soon as her soul returned to its original position that night, she really felt physically exhausted.
"Work in groups?"
Song Yu shook his hand: "No, no, no, no matter what, we are still in love, how can we work every day?"
As he spoke, he glanced gently in the direction of the director, but Qin Di didn't answer.
"Oh, then what's the point? Is it possible that we have to break up the couple and break them up again?" Bai Linlang rolled her eyes uninterested.
If her beauty didn't require energy, she wouldn't look down on people like Zhang Pingping and Wang Changshuai.
Hearing this, Song Yu tilted his head slightly and said with a calm smile: "That's exactly it."
"What?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Isn't this nonsense?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene became chaotic. Xiao Chenchen, who was sitting next to him, raised his leg and stepped on Song Yu's foot hard.
Song Yu was in pain, his facial features suddenly distorted, and he bit his tongue hard to keep from cursing.
He shivered and moved his feet, and then said: "This is what I think. Since we are here to participate in this show, it means that each of us has some problems to one degree or another."
"It is said that the authorities are obsessed, but those on the outside know clearly, so I propose that tomorrow we exchange people around us by drawing lots, of course, only during the day."
"What do you think?"
"And it's quite interesting, isn't it?"
The chaotic scene became quiet, Wang Changshuai frowned, and looked at his girlfriend and others from time to time.
Zhang Pingping held his girlfriend's hand and lowered his head. His long bangs blocked his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.
Song Yu was not in a hurry and stood with the bucket. When he saw Ling Bingbing yawning again, he spoke again: "If Mrs. Hao is sleepy, why don't you smoke first?"
Ling Bingbing supported her chin with one hand and tilted her head to look at him: "It's okay to smoke, but in my husband's situation, it doesn't seem to be helpful if anyone gets it."
"And...he can't leave the coffin. Are you sure everyone wants to stay with a coffin for a day?"
As if being asked, the smile on Song Yu's face was replaced by worry.
He looked at her, then at the lottery tube in his hand, bowed slightly, and said in a very sincere tone: "What Mrs. Hao said makes sense, but when people come to this world, they will reach the end of their lives sooner or later, sooner or later.
Illness is inevitable, so it’s nothing to be afraid of.”
"Well, just in case, if Mrs. Hao allows it, how will Mr. Hao and I get along tomorrow? Of course, for the safety of Mr. Hao, Mrs. Hao can broadcast the whole process live."
He must find out whether it is a human or a ghost tomorrow.
"Live broadcast throughout the entire process?" Ling Bingbing frowned, and the lazy temperament on her body disappeared in an instant.
Song Yu caught a glimpse of it and suddenly felt calm. Their mouths touched each other: "Yes, is it inconvenient for Mrs. Hao? Or is it that Mr. Hao didn't come at all?"
"Of course, I have no intention of prying into Mr. Hao's privacy. If it is really inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say anything. But I think there should be many people like me who have always wanted to pay homage to Mr. Hao."
Ling Bingbing was about to speak when a bang suddenly came from beside her. Song Yu was also startled. When he looked up, the fake smile on his face almost overflowed.
"Master Hao, what do you mean?"
Hao Bufan put down the tea cup and glanced at him lightly.
"Is my brother-in-law an ornament? Or is he a monkey in the zoo that anyone can look at?"
On the side, Ling Yan gave him more tea: "Master, the monkeys in the zoo also have an appearance fee."
Hao Bufan:......
Hao Youqian:......
Song Yu:@##￥%…
Song Yupi smiled but was about to retaliate when he saw Ling Bingbing stand up.
The fear of being rampaged by a female ghost made him wary of good-looking women now. Ling Bingbing's approach made all the hairs on his body stand up.
"Mrs. Hao?"
"You don't really want money, do you?"
Ling Bingbing smiled faintly, took a stick from the stick in his hand, and threw it on the tray aside without looking at it.
"Mr. Song is really good at joking. Even if I wanted money, I wouldn't ask you for it."
"Not to mention that my husband is not a commodity and cannot be used for exchange. Let me just say that even if ten Mr. Song are added together, the size of the company should not be one-tenth of my husband's size, right?"
Song Yu:!!!
The man's face was green and red, and he was full of grass and mud, but he couldn't make any sound.
Seeing that Ling Bingbing had drawn lots, Hao Bufan stopped wasting time, drew lots and left.
As soon as the two people left, the lively hall became deserted.
Xiao Chenchen looked at her husband's calculating eyes, shook his head and left.
Before the recording of the program ended, the director team posted the list on the official blog simultaneously.
Song Yu and Hao Youqian.
Sun Honghong and Hao Bufan.
Xiao Chenchen and Zhang Pingping.
Ling Bingbing and Bai Linlang.
Five couples and four couples were all confused. Looking at the familiar face of his girlfriend next to him, Wang Changshuai felt depressed. He scratched his head and muttered. As soon as the words of complaint came to his lips, Qin Mengmeng had already stood up and walked out a few steps. He turned around and said.
"I have a job tomorrow, and I wanted to take you with me, but I think you definitely don't want to be exposed to the sun, so you can just play in the hotel."
Wang Changshuai:???
"This is pocket money for you, don't treat yourself badly." After Qin Mengmeng finished speaking, she pushed the pink old man's head in front of him.