The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 527 I'm afraid of falling on you

"Hi! Little friend, I heard from your sister that you are as old as us?" Xiang Jianyi walked up to Ling Yi, stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket and patted him on the shoulder, but the strike was too heavy...

So much so that he really underestimated the opponent's thin body, whose shoulders were as hard as iron.

Xiang Jian's hands hurt, "Not bad, there are no cars on the grassland, where did you get your bones?"

"Xiang Jianyi, can you not be ashamed? Boys on the grassland practice wrestling since childhood, don't you know?"

"Oh——that's right! So, Ling Yi, right? How's your wrestling practice going? How about we meet for the first time... Let's compete first?"

Ling Yi raised his downcast eyes slightly, looked at Xiang Jianyi, and said in a condescending tone, "I'm afraid I'll fall you."

"What? Are you kidding me!"

"Xiang Jianyi! Can you play some other entertainment for me?" Xiang Zhengxi strongly opposed these two engagements. of.

Not only will he be cursed by the old uncle, but he will also be repaired by the old man when he returns home.

But Xiang Jian felt that this prairie boy was right at first glance, and turned his head to look at his brother, "What are you talking about? Manly man, I am willing to bet and admit defeat! And we are just a friendly competition, do you understand?"

Xiang Zhengxi sat lazily on the sofa, "I don't want to talk to you!"

Xiang Jianyi also wanted to see how good the wrestling practiced by the prairie boy since he was a child!
He had to make a good first fight before that bastard like Bo Liangshuo came.

The two teenagers walked out of the villa, and came to have a fair fight on the lawn in the yard, that soft place.

Ling Yi took off his coat. At this time, he was standing opposite Xiang Jian against the light, with a more serious look, "Don't worry, I'll let you do two tricks first."

"Don't! Young Master, I'm not as tough as you think! Just show your true skills—"

Xiang Jian blinked at his brother in the living room through the glass window, whether he saw it or not, the prophet would tell him.

"what--"

Before Xiang Jianyi was ready to fight, he heard the boy opposite him roar loudly and angrily.

With a stab of the horse's leg, both fists were in front of the body.

Ling Zhizhi heard the voice outside the window, and ran to the window curiously to look down. Seeing that the pretty little brother and his own brother were about to wrestle, he ran down curiously to watch.

But she couldn't run fast enough. When she ran out of the gate of the villa, her own brother Ling Yi was thrown to the ground by the handsome little brother at some point.

She looked at Xiang Jianyi in astonishment.

"You, you fell my brother?"

He was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly, but Xiang Jian clapped his hands leisurely, walked up to Ling Yi and pulled him up.

"That's right! I just want to see how good the young man on the grassland is! If I have time, maybe I'll compete with him again."

Ling Zhizhi really didn't expect that someone would throw his elder brother Ling Yi to the ground.

And that person was only as old as his elder brother, wearing a woolen coat, full of energy, handsome and charming talking and laughing... All this seemed to be a fatal attraction, but his thin body turned out to be so powerful!

The three of them walked into the villa, and Xiang Zhengxi saw the little girl whose eyes had been following Xiang Jianyi, and said lightly, "Ling Zhizhi, you don't have to be curious, our two brothers look skinny, but we have been learning since we were three years old. Judo and Western swordsmanship! Your brother is just imitating others in the prairie and fighting indiscriminately, so naturally he can't beat Xiang Jianyi!"

"Ah... have you ever practiced judo? And Western swords?"

With such an unfamiliar word, one could tell that only the children of wealthy families would learn it, and immediately gained ten levels of affection for the two little brothers.

Ling Yi, who lost, became dissatisfied and went back to where he was sitting before, watching TV.

(End of this chapter)