The Love Adventures of a Country Girl

A group of friends who were watching were extremely excited. They looked at the girl and Mo Yan sitting on both sides of the table. Their eyes revealed their determination to defeat each other. After the showdown, no one knew who would win.

"preparation."

The selected referee representative looked at Yatou and Mo Yan, directing the two of them.

Mo Yan had already stretched out his big, powerful hand, holding it above the worn-out table, ready to fight at any time.

The girl stretched out her delicate little hand and looked into Mo Yan's huge palm. She was not panicked at all. She calmly put her arm on the table, her fingers constantly moving.

Mo Yan looked at the girl waving her fingers, confused. Arm wrestling is about the strength of the arms, which doesn't seem to have much to do with the fingers, right?

The girl said nothing, stretched out her hand to hold Mo Yan's hand, her small hands soft and tender in the palm of a big hand.

Mo Yan looked at the girl's tender fingers, which were pressed tightly against his big hands. He felt that he could crush her finger bones with a little force.

The friends who were watching on the side, looked intently at the hands of Yatou and Mo Yan, waiting quietly. In their hearts, Yatou was Mo Yan's opponent, and they had already given Yatou the no-win decision.

The referee looked at the silent girl and the excited Mo Yan, cleared his throat and spoke to them.

"get ready."

Mo Yan's big hands tightly held the girl's small hand, and she smiled proudly and indulgently.

The girl did not dare to underestimate the enemy, as this was related to her own reputation. If she lost the bet, she would become his follower.

Damn it, I don't want to be your follower.

The referee opened and closed his mouth, looked at the nervous crowd watching, and spoke loudly.

"start."

In a flash, the real contest began. The two hands were clasped together, and neither of them looked at the other with a look of unwillingness to admit defeat, trying to destroy the other's momentum with their eyes.

Mo Yan concentrated all his strength on his wrists, just in case.

Even though the girl in front of him was weak, he could not ignore her. If he lost, she would become the boss of him and his friends. He could not lose this face and would never allow her to be his boss.

A pair of big hands and small hands were competing on the table. The girl could clearly feel Mo Yan's huge strength attacking her wrist.

The group of friends watching didn't dare to breathe heavily, and their full attention was focused on the two hands on the table.

Mo Yan's strength was really great. He could feel from his palm that the girl was struggling desperately. With a smile on his face, he looked into the girl's eyes, with a look of victory in sight.

The girl's eyes were not to be outdone and she reflected back to Mo Yan, "Humph! If you want to defeat me, you don't have that much strength yet."

Mo Yan suddenly became angry. He increased the strength on his wrist and attacked the girl's entire body, his eyes radiating the original meaning of his words.

This much strength is enough!

Let’s see how long you can last?

The girl saw that she could not withstand the brute force of Mo Yan's attack. It was impossible for her to defeat a strong enemy. With her weak body, how could she be a match for Mo Yan's tall and mighty body? She had to outsmart him.

The friends who were watching held their breath and saw that Mo Yan's hand had already pushed the girl's hand down halfway. With a little more force, it seemed that the girl's hand would fall onto the table.

Mo Yan looked at the girl's eyes that were giving her all and smiled smugly, "You little guy, you are far behind me!"

The girl saw that her wrist could not hold on any longer, so she suddenly had an idea and used the force of Mo Yan's hand to lift it up.

"Wow!"

The group of friends watching exclaimed in surprise, and the referee looked at the girl in disbelief.

"Come on, girl!"

A friend who was enjoying the show blurted out.

"come on! Come on!"

A cheer came from the friends around Mo Yan. Mo Yan was so angry that he was fuming. He increased his strength and transferred it to the girl's wrist, but he was still one step ahead.

At this difficult moment, the kids didn't want to miss such a wonderful opportunity and stared at the two hands in front of them.

After a few rounds, the girl launched a fierce attack. Looking at Mo Yan's arrogant eyes, she thought, "You are bound to lose."

Mo Yan was not to be outdone. He clearly felt the girl's wrist attacking him. Where did she get so much strength? It seemed that he had underestimated her.

Mo Yan, who did not dare to underestimate the enemy, was puzzled as to how such great power could be hidden in her fragile body.

The girl watched Mo Yan struggling to hold his wrist in place, using softness to overcome hardness, and looked into Mo Yan's dusty eyes, encouraging him.

Don't give up, keep going!

Mo Yan felt extremely ashamed when he received the girl's encouragement. Humph! Don't be happy too soon.

Mo Yan fought desperately, pressed forward with his palm, and gained the upper hand, leaving his friends dumbfounded. He was truly an invincible cockroach.

The referee saw that the back of the girl's hand was about to fall on the table. He was nervous and worried about the girl, and looked at Mo Yan.

With victory in sight, Mo Yan smiled with satisfaction, his eyes revealing it blatantly.

mock up!

You will be my follower from now on!