Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 1214: Not steaming steamed buns to fight for your reputation

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Fang Zichong felt that the porridge looked like it was about to break.

The reason was that there was water in her eyes.

Why?

He looked at her blankly, with a puzzled look on his face. He praised her so much, wasn't she happy?

Could it be that his praise was not sincere enough?
After thinking about it, based on the principle that idols can never make mistakes, and only he is wrong, his expression was even more sincere than before, and he said: "What I just said is true. I swear, it is absolutely true." Half a lie."

At this moment, Porridge was almost unsteady on his feet.

He swore that he truly felt that she was short.

Congee was so angry that her mouth trembled, and she pointed at him with trembling fingers, "I will remember you!"

Fang Zichong couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this.

The idol remembers him!

"That's really my honor!" He blurted out, his lips almost reaching behind his ears.

provocative.

This is a naked provocation!
Porridge's mouth almost became angry and he shouted: "Start training!"

"You!" She pointed at Fang Zichong and gritted her teeth, "I want to train you alone, one-on-one!"

If she doesn't knock his long legs down today, she won't be called rich!

Fang Zichong later realized that something was wrong with her expression. When he met her sparkling eyes, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Why is she still angry?

He couldn't help but look at Xi Mo for help, wanting him to explain what was going on.

Xi Mo held his forehead and didn't want to speak.

He was really going to be defeated by the two of them.

I’m convinced, I’m really convinced.

The two of them are on the same channel, and they can still chat for such a long time. It's a feat.

The army was also happy to see it.

These two people are also amazing.

Seeing Fang Zichong's confused eyes, he waved his hand and said without explaining anything, "Let's go train."

Originally, he was worried about whether Congee could hold them down, but now it seemed that there was no need to worry at all.

This Fang Zichong was one of his most promising prospects, but he was too hot-tempered and refused to be convinced by anyone, not even Xi Mo.

Under his influence, several others who were close to him were also dissatisfied. They even went against their squad leader during training before.

The only one who is convinced is wealth.

Fortunately, porridge means wealth.

Now he suddenly became honest.

As for other people, nothing to mention.

well.

He nodded with satisfaction, and he was already looking forward to their results in a month.

I just hope that I can come back with a good ranking this time, otherwise, it will really be a month of trouble for Congee.

His goal is not high, he just needs to come back first.

He told Schimmer this.

After hearing this, Xi Mo nodded, "Well, this goal is indeed simple and unpretentious."

"Right." Jun glanced at him with a smile.

He just said it.

He is not an ambitious person, he is very down-to-earth.

He believed that Congee had this ability.

She is the backbone of their future.

Thinking of this, Jun couldn't help but look at Congee with hope.

At this time, Porridge couldn't even notice it. She pulled Fang Zi and rushed to the training ground, her eyes so fierce that they could pierce holes in his body.

He actually dared to humiliate her, she had to let him taste her power today!

She won't fight for steamed buns today, but she insists on fighting for it!
Soon, they arrived at the training ground.

At this time, Fang Zichong looked at Congee excitedly, "Brother Fugui, how do you want to train?"

This is such wealth. Being able to get her guidance, this month is enough for him to remember for a lifetime.

Congee looked at him and gave a fake smile without a smile, "The best method is of course sparring. Training in practice is the fastest way to improve."

"That's right!" As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Zichong immediately agreed and clapped his hands vigorously, "As expected of a wealthy man, what he said makes sense."

Seeing his reaction, Congee was confused for a moment, and for a moment she thought he was playing tricks on her.

But looking at his expression, I felt that he was not so thoughtful.

Huh, don't think she will forgive him if he says that.

Everything else is easy to say, except that she is short!
"Come on," she said with her chin raised, her fist ready to strike.

Fang Zichong still had no idea what he was going to face next, so he immediately nodded happily, "Then I'm coming, rich man, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Congee with his fist.

Porridge did not dodge, but also stretched out his fist and rushed over.

His fist was big and hard, while Congee's fist looked white and tender. The contrast was huge. They could almost imagine Congee crying and crying, and they couldn't bear to see it.

However, the next second, they heard a rough howl, "Ah——"

The sound was so loud that it almost shook the roof down.

They looked up and saw Fang Zi rushing towards a tall and thick man, holding his arms and wailing, his whole waist bent in pain.

When he saw them, he grinned and said, "I touched Fugui's hand!!!!"

As he spoke, he smiled and grimaced because of the pain in his hand, and his expression looked very distorted.

Everyone: "..."

porridge:"……"

There must be something wrong with this guy's mind.

Porridge suddenly stopped being angry.

No matter how tall he is, he is not stupid. The three words "silly and big" are really well-deserved.

Unlike her, short and sweet.

Porridge comforted herself like this, comforting and comforting, and she wanted to cry again.

She doesn't want to be short and sharp, she also wants to be silly and big.

She couldn't even imagine how much fun it would be to fight if she had seven-meter-long legs.

Just sweep over with one long leg and you can mow down all those little melons.

How is it like now, when I have to jump up after a fight, it’s so tiring.

And, not cool at all!
She drooped her head, a little wilted.

After a while, she sniffed, tried to adjust her mood, looked around, pouted, and said: "You guys line up, come up one by one."

No, you still have to vent your unhappiness.

Otherwise, you will turn yourself into a toad and become shorter and shorter.

Thinking about it, Porridge regained his energy again.

Others were excited and frightened when they heard this.

I'm excited because I can finally have a good fight with Congee. It's hard to find such a strong opponent.

I'm afraid because Porridge is really too strong.

Didn't you see that even Xi Mo couldn't beat her, let alone them.

However, even so, they all lined up and came up, their excitement overriding their fear.

The worst that can happen is to get a little injured. What are you afraid of? It’s not like you haven’t suffered any injuries.

However, the next second, wailing sounds were heard one after another, and the expressions of the people behind gradually became frightened.

They have indeed been hurt, but when have they ever been hit against a wall?
Help! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)