This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 1709 The sister-in-law family 2
Gong Qianyin has a violent temper, she scolded angrily: "I really want to bite you, but unfortunately I am a Muslim."

Jin Qianqian narrowed her eyes: "What mess, what Muslims? You have the ability to come together, three, how dare you hit me?"

She pointed her thumb at herself, arrogantly: "I tell you, I am Jin Qianqian, and my father is Jin Fortune. Do you dare to move a finger of mine?"

The students around laughed.

Jin Qianqian felt something was wrong, she roared: "Why are you laughing? Are you scared?"

Gong Qianyin covered her mouth and smiled, then raised her chin: "Gold Fortune? I haven't heard of it, but I have heard of Jin Yuanbao..."

Both Gong Beibei and Gong Mianmian couldn't help laughing.

After all, young.

Jin Qianqian said angrily: "What's wrong with the gold ingot? You don't have any yet. I have a gold bracelet."

She raised her left hand and shook her gold bracelet again.

The teacher wants to stop...

"Xinyue, come here."

Gong Molin and Xia Tang's son—Gong Yiming called Gong Xinyue. He is six years old, he looks seven or eight years old, but he is still immature after all: "Damn it, even dare to bully my sister."

Gong Xinyue rushed over quickly, with tears in her eyes: "Big brother."

Gong Yiming stretched out his hand to tidy up Gong Xinyue's messy hair. With his back facing Jin Qianqian, his voice was also calm, cold and gloomy: "So, you want to hit a few by yourself."

And brother?

Jin Qianqian was slightly startled, she swallowed her saliva: "You... what do you think?"

"This question should be asked by us, right?"

Gong Sichen thinks he is his real brother, but what does Gong Xinyue mean?Why wasn't he the first one to find him?It's so irritating.

but.

If you dare to bully his sister, you will die!
Gong Sichen's handsome and immature face had a cold expression, his jaw was tense, and he raised his eyebrows: "Jin Yuanbao, if you want to hit my sister, you have to ask me, my own brother."

Why is there another?
Jin Qianqian's legs were trembling, the muscles on her dark face twitched, and she stretched her neck forcibly: "You... do you guys want to hit me alone?"

next second.

She frowned: "Your name is Jin Yuanbao, and my name is Jin Qianqian."

Gong Xinyue ran up to Gong Sichen again, stretched out her face to show her, pouted: "Brother, brother, my face is swollen, it's all because of her poking."

The teacher wanted to speak again.

Gong Sichen directly picked up the textbook on the desk, and threw it at Jin Qianqian fiercely, his voice furious: "Dare to poke my sister's face...I'll smash you to death."

six years old.

The voice is very immature, but there is a little bit of Gong Jiuche's youthful momentum.

Jin Qianqian held her head: "Ahhh..."

Gong Qianyin rushed forward: "I'll beat you into a gold ingot!"

She grabbed Jin Qianqian's hair.

Jin Qianqian also knew that she was resisting, so she reached out and grabbed Gong Qianyin's hair, and the two of them wrestled together.

Gong Mianmian was a little scared.

Gong Beibei has a boyish character, she ran directly to the podium to pick up the blackboard eraser, and shouted: "I'm coming, get out of the way..."

Gong Qianyin quickly stepped aside.

but.

Jin Qianqian was very embarrassed, her nose was bleeding...

She suddenly raised her head and opened her mouth wide in shock...

Snapped!
Gong Beibei threw a blackboard eraser on Jin Qianqian's face, and a crisp sound resounded in the classroom. A rectangular mark was instantly formed on Jin Qianqian's face, and that piece was all chalk dust.

Very conspicuous on her dark skin.

Gong Beibei tossed his short hair: "La la, am I good?"

Jin Qianqian froze on the ground, then grinned: "I'll fight you..."

Gong Xinyue trembled in fright, but Gong Beibei was her sister!She rushed up with her short legs: "You are not allowed to hit my sister Beibei..."

"Ouch!"

She accidentally caught the leg of the chair with her foot, and her limp body lay on the ground.

She stared at the floor obsessively, neither crying nor fussing.

(End of this chapter)