Chapter 39 The fresh and good grandson who came to the door

Call me aunt??

The whole class looked at Lin Jian with a shocked expression. Is this girl crazy? As for what is so insulting?

Xiong Biwen didn't care: "Okay, you can't beat me anyway! Girl, do you know what I learned??"

Xiong Biwen is a weightlifting background. He has never lost arm wrestling before. He called him aunt? I'm afraid he won't have the chance to call him in this life!

Lin Jian smiled, calm and calm: "Do you know what I learned before?"

God, compare with her? No matter how awesome you are, you are just a student of physical education. My aunt was practicing immortality in her previous life. Can you compare my aunt to flying???

"Ha, I care what you are learning!" He said, and opened his palm-like hand: "Hurry up!"

Lin Jian was not pretentious, and held Xiong Biwen's hand with one hand. The two hands were holding each other and the contrast was extremely obvious. One was big, thick and thick, and the other was white, soft and slender. Xiong Biwen was still laughing at the person, "It's so soft! It's slippery and soft!"

Many students started to make excuses, and Xiong Biwen was so proud. No matter how you look at it, these are Xiong Biwen's home courts, Lin Jian did not have any innate advantages.

But the girl was not afraid and was not shaken. She just stared at Xiong Biwen with a smile and slowly closed her fingers: "Can you start?"

The fingers tightly pressed against the palm of the hand suddenly tightened, Xiong Biwen's face changed. The little girl had a lot of strength, but it hurt a little when she held his hand, but so what? No matter how strong she was, she was still a girl. How could she compare to herself who raised her iron every day?

Thinking of him gritting his teeth and looking around, Wu Ying immediately said: "Start!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiong Biwen took action directly, leaving no room for Lin Jian at all. The dead girl grabbed him to death, and he had to revenge... Um!!!

Xiong Biwen felt that his palm was about to be crushed. When he reacted, his hand had been smashed firmly on the desk, and a crack was broken into the solid wood table. The huge sound echoed in the classroom, and the noisy classroom was instantly quiet.

Everyone was stunned, and everyone stared at Xiong Biwen's hand being pressed down on the table, and the crack under his hands, all of whom looked solemn.

What, what's the situation??

Xiong Biwen lost? Not only did he fail in one second, but the table was also smashed???

But the one who beat him was this thin and thin little girl with a white face?

For a moment, everyone's eyes widened, even Xiong Biwen was stunned. The back of his hands hurt so much, but he didn't care, he only cared about one thing.

He lost? How could it be? He had never lost! He looked at Lin Jian, but saw the girl smiling at him calmly, her dark eyes flashed and her pink lips curled up in a beautiful curve. Lin Jian raised her chin slightly, and her smile was arrogance and arrogant: "Good grandson, have you seen an aunt before?"

I agreed to call her aunt if I lose!!

Xiong Biwen's face turned red on the spot. He suddenly stood up and quickly returned to his seat to sit down. The students watching looked at each other, "What's the matter?"

Lin Jian looked at everyone with a smile, with bright black eyes: "Why, do you want to call me a little aunt too?"

Everyone:…………

I instantly turned around and sat down quietly to read a book, is there any reason!!

After a while, Lin Qiang came back with a bucket and saw the scene of An Anjing Jingjing studying hard.

Lin Qiang:…?????

He entered the wrong class? Isn't this a sports class? How could it be so quiet???

"Good grandson!" Lin Jian waved his hand with a smile, and said in a happy tone: "Come on, your aunt has a good grandson, you want an extra brother!"

Xiong Biwen:………

Everyone:…………

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!