Chapter 682

The guy who spoke before hummed, "I'm going to challenge him tonight. I don't believe he can beat me in wrestling!"

Tibetans and Mongols are very similar in some places. They all love wrestling. Men also regard this sport as the best thing to prove their ability. If they can win in this regard, they can easily win the favor of beautiful Tibetan girls.

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the other young men were also excited and whispered one after another, ready to discuss giving the young man of the Han family some color to see.

They were talking vigorously. Suddenly, Qiang bagra ran over from the front of the team and said loudly, "something's wrong ahead. Hurry to help!"

Qiang bagra's prestige was very high. As soon as he spoke, these Tibetan boys followed with a shout.

Li Yundong, sitting in the back of the car, secretly pondering the big hand print of the truth, saw this scene. He suddenly asked, "by the way, why do some of you call Qiang bagra, but he calls himself Qiang Ba? Is he Qiang Ba, or Qiang Ba, GRA?"

MeDo giggled and her voice was as moving as a silver bell: "we Tibetans don't have a surname, only a first name. Qiangba is his name, and gra means Grandpa. Sometimes the Tibetan name is repeated, so we add one or two other words behind or in front of it to distinguish."

Li Yundong laughed: "so it is. What about you? What does Meiduo mean?"

Meiduo's cheeks were slightly red, proud and proud. "Meiduo means flowers blooming on the plateau."

Li Yundong said with a smile, "you can afford the name."

Meiduo looked at Li Yundong with hot eyes: "really? Do you think I'm beautiful?"

Li Yundong was suddenly moved by Meiduo's eyes. He realized Meiduo's love for himself for the first time and muttered to himself: this girl, isn't she interested in me?

Li Yundong was unwilling to respond to Meiduo's enthusiasm. He turned off the topic, pointed to a group of people nearby and said, "what happened there?"

Meiduo was disappointed. She straightened up, looked up and said, "I don't know, but I'll know if I go over and have a look."

With that, she took Li Yundong's hand, jumped out of the car, smiled at him and said, "come on, let's go ahead and have a look."

Li Yundong didn't expect Meiduo to be so bold. He subconsciously pulled back, but Meiduo's hand was very tight. He didn't twitch, so he was embarrassed to pull it out again for fear of hurting the young and beautiful girl.

They held hands and ran forward quickly. The Tibetans on one side saw them holding hands and whispered to each other one after another. Meiduo ignored the surrounding eyes and pulled Li Yundong into the crowd.

When Li Yundong looked at it, he saw that it was a jeep, and the rear wheel was deeply trapped in a mud pit. Two foreigners were trying to push the car in front of the car. Behind the car, there were a group of Tibetan boys pushing the car. Next to these people, there was a beautiful black haired woman, Liu Xia, a Chinese female tour guide who had met before.