Chapter 77 Borrowing a Car

Style: Girl Author: YeheWords: 2212Update Time: 24/02/20 16:02:34
"I don't want to go." Her palms were sweaty and she pinched her sleeves. The Jade Lion seemed to be impatient with waiting. It swung its tail and snorted, and the white steam rushed towards her face, carrying grass with it. The fishy smell rushed directly to her face.

She took two steps back and watched the change in his expression nervously.

"Why?"

His voice was very calm, with a hint of depression and weirdness in it.

She really couldn't figure out what he wanted to do. Did he want to have sex on a horse today?

Wei Cheng had no scruples in her eyes.

She cast her eyes towards the dense forest in the distance, where the vegetation was covered with trees. On the way here, she heard Yun Xian say that she had seen a noble lady and her own Manu Ye in the woods here. It was said that the two of them still had clothes hanging on their bodies, and they were intercourse like snakes. They got tangled together and made a mess on the ground.

She was frightened by this somewhat crazy idea. Her face turned pale, and then gradually turned red. A thin layer of sweat broke out on the tip of her nose, and she subconsciously took a step back.

There was a sudden burst of heat on the back of her neck. She was startled. When she turned around, she saw a black horse in front of her. On top of the horse, Wei Ning pulled the reins apologetically and took two steps back.

Although he said nothing, there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at her.

He is the captain of Wei Cheng's personal guard, and he must ensure Wei Cheng's safety anytime and anywhere. Wherever Wei Cheng goes, he will follow him. Until now, he has been watching Shen Yinxiao's embarrassment clearly.

She gave him a forced smile and turned back.

This pitiful look fell into the eyes of Wei Cheng who was on horseback, and he actually tasted a bit of shyness.

It turned out to be shy.

Most of the anger just now disappeared, and he suddenly didn't bother to care about what happened just now, and his expression became much softer.

He suddenly leaned forward, picked her up, and stuffed her in front of him. He put his hands around her waist and held the reins.

The two of them sat on the same horse, chest to back.

The warm and moist breath hit her neck evenly, itching, as if feathers were brushing against her. Her shoulders relaxed and she let him hold her. But just as she relaxed, the man behind him clamped his arms around the horse's belly and illuminated the night. The jade lion neighed wildly and headed towards Juechen in the dense forest.

She was knocked upside down, but she didn't dare to scream. There were many people on the racecourse. As soon as she screamed, everyone's eyes turned over. She grabbed the saddle tightly to prevent herself from being hurt. As she rolled down, even if he held her waist tightly, she didn't feel safe at all.

Chongming, who was not far away, saw the two of them riding a horse together, looking slow and leisurely. He raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "I'm afraid Erlang will lose today." After that, he rode away on horseback.

Yun Xian looked at her, seemed to sigh, and followed her on horseback.

Wei Cheng smiled: "Sit tight."

It was said to her.

She heard the excited breathing in her ears and the man's heartbeat, which was so close and so close that she was in a trance for a moment.

The hood of a large cloak came down, blocking her completely. The man's hand was about to pull up the hood to cover only half of her face, but she stopped him.

"It's windy on the mountain, and I'll get sick again then."

"Just show your face. If you block it, I won't be able to see anything."

Mainly because he was afraid of something happening, standing in front of him was like a protective mirror.

If anything happens, she can jump down and run.

Riding a horse and galloping under the endless snow-capped mountains seemed to inexplicably arouse the blood in people's hearts. Her breath was so hot that it made her ears turn red.

The horse's hooves stepped across the gravel and the shallow stream, and the sound of fine stones rolling down could be heard clearly. In the bushes ahead, the leaves were swaying. He glanced twice, drew an arrow and nocked his bow, and the arrow that left the string sank into the grass like lightning. The wild pheasant with colorful feathers was pinned to the ground by the arrow. The arrow penetrated its abdomen and sank into the ground.

Because she was blocking the way in front of him, he had to open his arms wider when pulling the string, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to pull the bow. Fortunately, his hands were long enough and strong enough, and the bowstring made of cowhide strings grazed her. From the tips of the hair on the temples, the sound of the arrow flying out was clear and crisp.

The attendants who followed dismounted and collected the prey, but the man did not draw any more arrows. He hung his bow aside, held her waist with one hand, and controlled the reins with the other, walking slowly along the clear stream.

The big cloak covered his hands. Looking from a distance, the casual observer might not even be able to tell that there was someone sitting in front of him. Shen Yinxiao's stature was considered outstanding among women, but once she stood next to him with broad shoulders and narrow waist, She immediately looked very petite, huddled in his arms, more obedient than the prey in the mountains.

Seeing that the horse beneath her slowed down, and it seemed that the man behind her was no longer interested in hunting, she asked, "Is it blocking you?"

Her voice was slightly hoarse, soft, and nasal. He pulled up the hood and tightened her chin.

"No."

"Then why did you stop?" She was a little confused.

Wei Cheng waved his hand to signal those who were following him to step back, with a faint smile in his voice: "If you don't stop, you will pinch the flesh off my thighs."

Shen Yinxiao's hand seemed to be burned and she quickly retracted, "I'm sorry..."

The man behind her didn't speak, he just rubbed her waist, his nose filled with the faint floral fragrance of her hair, "Want to learn archery?"

"ah?"

"I see you were asking him for archery lessons just now. If you want to learn, I'll teach you."

Although the courtyard area in the villa is not large, you can still carve out a place to put targets after taking a rest.

"No need, it's just a whim." She quickly shook her head. Helian Chongming was a man who was very comfortable to get along with. He had a smile on his face and was gentle and approachable to girls. In this regard, he was somewhat similar to Wei Zheng, although he didn't know it. What does such a man look like behind the scenes, but at least you won’t feel tired when you get along with him.

She naturally talked a lot more at that time.

Archery and other things, in fact, it was just that Yun Xian clamored for him to teach her at that time, and she also learned from the side. She actually knew archery, and she didn't need it on weekdays, and she was too lazy to learn more. .

Wei Cheng said nothing.

After a long time, he said: "Then is there anything you want?"

Shen Yinxiao looked at the row of flying geese in the distance and said nothing for a long time.

"No."

Wei Cheng's face turned cold.

Realizing that the atmosphere behind her suddenly became uncomfortable, her heart skipped a beat, and she thought for a moment: "Before, Shaojun gave me two horses as a gift. In fact, my family has never had the opportunity to use horses, and it would be a waste to leave them at home. Shaojun, please ask someone to take them away sometime."

He didn't speak.

She talks about her at home and in my home, but he feels uncomfortable hearing it.

He finally tried to be nice to her today, but she always found a way to make him feel uninterested.

He didn't say yes or not.

"Is there anything else?" His voice was calm, with no hint of emotion or anger.

"One more thing, I want to trouble you, Young Master. Could you lend me a carriage? A carriage is more practical than a horse. It will be more useful when my family is moving things in."

He sneered and said quietly: "I never borrow anything from anyone."