Chapter 37 Han Qi
Yan Chi coughed lightly, "What are you doing standing still? All these years of riding are in vain?"
"Understood!"
< br>These noble gentlemen grew up on horses when they were young. Each of them picked a horse, got on the horse, controlled the horse, and then handed it over to the horse trainer.
Soon, there were not many horses left on the construction site.
Lu Zhenzhen's screams became clearer and more exciting, but gradually, her horse's hoof was cut by debris and it really lost control.
Nan Jiaojiao was the closest. After sensing something was wrong, she galloped over.
The sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from behind.
Thinking that it was another out-of-control horse, Nan Jiaojiao was tired of dealing with it and whipped back, but instead of falling on the horse's butt, it was caught by a hand.
She turned around.
Gao Zhe, riding on horseback, nodded to her and returned the whip to her.
Over there, Lu Zhenzhen lost his temper, exhausted all his strength, and fell off the horse.
Gao Zhe grabbed her waist with his long arms, pressed her hard into his arms, and held her between his chest and the horse's neck. The hand holding her waist became harder and harder, so tight that she trembled slightly. meaning.
"Lu, Zhen, Zhen!"
The man's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze water out of his mouth. He was so cold and terrifying that he gritted his teeth and stared at her, wishing he could tear her apart with his eyes. .
Lu Zhenzhen immediately hugged his neck and leaned into his arms like a baby: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I know it. Look, I didn't fall."
"I have to wait for you to fall. To get angry?"
"No..." Lu Zhenzhen blinked, tears falling down, "You are mean to me, uh...you said you would never be mean to me."
< br>Gao Zhe was stunned, pressed her face into his arms, hugged her with both hands, and walked back holding the reins.
Lu Zhenzhen was fine. Nan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief and rode her horse back slowly.
Suddenly, a piercing gaze stared at him. Bo Yanqing stood in the crowd, dressed in casual clothes, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. The cigarette was not smoked, and the cigarette had a long ashes. He looked at her steadily with his long dark eyes, cold and angry.
Nan Jiaojiao subconsciously tightened the rope, not knowing that the horse was already frightened too much. As soon as she tightened it, it started to run around in fright.
Nan Jiaojiao panicked and controlled the horse, but the horse refused to obey her orders and could not calm down no matter how she was comforted. It hit the stone pillar with her on its back.
At this time, a man rode up on her horse, jumped on her horse, grabbed the reins from her hand, and a joking voice fell next to her ear: "Little girl, you are quite interesting, weren't you? Okay, why can’t you control it all of a sudden?”
Nan Jiaojiao turned her head. The man had a pair of pink and phoenix eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, he was smiling slightly, and there was a hint of evil in his eyebrows.
While speaking, he calmed the horse, put his hand gently on its neck and patted it. He said to her: "Are you waiting for me to save you?"
Nan Jiao Jiao's expression changed, and she hit her with her elbow. The man stepped back to avoid her attack. He used his feet to gain strength from the stirrups and turned over to ride on the horse next to him.
He patted his heart and pretended to be scared, "What a cruel little girl, is this how you treat your savior?"
Nan Jiaojiao gave her a cold look, "Don't accept the favor indiscriminately. If you want me to repay the favor, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."
The man laughed twice: "Then you sign up and see if I can catch it."
After a pause, he said again: "My name is Han Qi. Abandoned Qi, come here if you want to repay your kindness. Look for me, I’m easy to find.”
Weird guy with a weird name.
Obviously he was not with Bo Yanqing, but when passing by, Han Qi stood on the horse and nodded to Bo Yanqing as a greeting.
Very arrogant.
There are not many people in Rongcheng who dare not take Bo Yanqing seriously.
The surname Han?
Nan Jiao’s heart was beating and she was irritated. She hoped it was not the Han family she was thinking of.
(End of this chapter)