Chapter 1157 Let You See the Coffin

Jing Qian asked with a smile, "Oh~ it seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, and you won't die until you reach the Yellow River?"

Di Ran Le simply hated Di Jing Qian's oppression, this woman was even more disgusting than Di Ya Le.

Seeing that Di Ran Le still looked like a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, Jing Qian was not annoyed, but stretched out his hand.

Soon, the assistant took out a black leather hat, which Jing Qian put on his head.

The original high-end court dress was made nondescript by a black leather hat, just like the pair of Martin boots below her.

Who wears a pair of martin boots with a princess dress?

Next, Jing Qian took out a box of matches from the bag of the princess dress, took out one, and set it on fire.

The sudden light of fire passed in front of Di Ranle, and D Ranle couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly due to the rampant provocation.

"what are you doing?"

Di Ranle was a little annoyed by Di Jingqian's blatant provocation, and couldn't help but said angrily.

However, just as her voice fell, Di Jingqian threw the flaming match directly down.

There were all beautiful skirts below, and Di Ranle's model exclaimed and quickly stepped back.

The flames fell directly on Di Jingqian's skirt.

"what--"

I saw that Di Jingqian's skirt was made of unknown material. The moment he encountered the flames, the fire suddenly ignited. After that, the whole skirt blew through in an instant, scaring the audience. an exclamation.

Just when Di Ranle's eyes couldn't help revealing resentment, the fire that ignited instantly went out again.

She was originally a girl in a gorgeous princess dress, but now she looks like a phoenix reborn from ashes.

Where is there any trace of that dress on her body?

The girl at the moment was wearing a black leather cap and a bright red wrap dress with a short front and a long back.

Wasn't that gorgeous dress exactly the one the girl wore in the first dress?

Di Ranle's eyes widened a little under Jing Qian's open smile. After she was obviously turned into a scum in seconds, Jing Qian took a step that she did not recognize, while waving to the audience who were screaming in an uproar. , while walking towards the frontmost display stand.

Jing Qian's height cannot be compared with those of supermodels who are often over 180, but her aura, her swaying posture when she walks, and her figure that is several times better than supermodels, make the audience They burst into applause and screams.

After coming to the front display stand and standing still, suddenly a gust of wind blew, Jing Qian threw off his leather cap, lost his hair band, and let his hair rise against the wind, even the movements were exactly the same as the characters in the previous dress.

The charming and sassy Yujie style is undoubtedly revealed.

Like a thousand-year-old fairy, Jing Qian turned to look at Di Ranle with a ghostly face and asked, "Are you admitting plagiarism, or do you want me to continue slapping my face?"

Di Ranle's heart had already panicked, but she just didn't show it.

She can follow the previous explanation for one dress, how should she explain the second one?

What if there is still a hole in the third set?

But if he admits that he is plagiarism now, wouldn't it be humiliating and lost to the world?

But if you don't admit it, don't talk about your face later, even your bones and muscles will be ripped off by the slut Di Jingqian.

Facing the disgusting smile, Di Ranle subconsciously looked at Di Jingan.