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Chapter Seven Thor

Thor.

It turns out that it is the God of Thunder.

There was a huge dedicated stable that was countless times better than the 'bedroom' she had just stayed in. An extremely brave and bloody horse was plowing the grass clippings on the ground with its hooves that would kill someone without paying for it.

He is really a handsome and mighty big man. Not only is he beautiful in body, but he is also dark-skinned, and his fur is as smooth and smooth as the most gorgeous brocade in the world. His eyes are fierce and ferocious, showing full wildness. A gilt saddle is worn on its back.

above, like a warrior who is ready to go out and kill the enemy at any time, he is both proud and arrogant.

Through a fence, she stretched out her hand towards the 'Thunder God'.

"Hey, how are you? Big black guy!"

'Thunder God' looked at her, "咴咴..." and suddenly snorted. While she was distracted, he raised his nimble hoof and flicked it, and the grass clippings and dust all over the sky fell on Mei Liangchen's body like rain.

On the head...

Completely dumbfounded, Mei Liangchen held his head against a mess of grass and looked at it stupidly. He finally understood what it means to have a house leaking when it rains continuously...

She shook the dust off her hair angrily and raised her middle finger to it.

"Hiss" the 'Thunder God' was angry.

Just as she was about to run away, Old Man Battelle hurriedly walked in with a big wooden barrel in his arms. "Mayne, hurry up! Feed the horse! If it's too late, you and I will be dead!"

For the sake of her head, and to make her life easier in the future, she could only pick up the heavy barrel and get closer to the impatient black horse.

After waiting for a while, she saw the black horse staring at her without any movement, and she couldn't help but feel a little scared. "Uncle Battle, it doesn't want to eat!" Selected high-quality feed, fresh bean cakes with chopped carrots, and cut

It has grown into a suitable length of light green grain grass, and its treatment is the best among the thousands of war horses, but it actually doesn't buy it!

Feeling sullen, she dropped the barrel directly to the ground.

But as soon as she stood up, the black horse suddenly raised its hooves again. This time, it was not just grass clippings, but also horse manure that had not been cleaned up, slapping her in the face.

When Battle turned back, what he saw was such a strange and funny scene.

A man and a horse were separated on both sides of the fence. They were all filled with resentment, especially the young man Mei En, who was covered in dirt. Seeing Battle coming, Mei Liangchen blushed, pointed at the God of Thunder and complained: "It doesn't eat wood.

There was food in the bucket, and he hit me with his hooves! Look, my body is covered with horse dung!"

Battle pointed to the bucket on the ground and asked, "You just hold the bucket and let the Black God eat?"

"Otherwise? Do I have to feed it with my hands?" Mei Liangchen complained unintentionally, but stopped automatically when he saw Battle's supposed look.

She pointed in horror at the barrel, then at the black horse in the stable, her mouth opened, but she didn't utter a single syllable for a long time.

Under the supervision and guidance of Mr. Battle, she personally held the feed in the barrel and put it little by little into the black horse's mouth. When it took the last bite, it actually lingered and even used wet

His tongue rolled up the bean dregs in Mei Liangchen's hand, licking every bit of it...

She was a little stunned.

I originally thought that it developed the bad habit of hand feeding because of pampering, but when I think about it carefully, it seems that it is not that simple.

The itching feeling in the palm of her hand easily touched the softest corner of her heart. The original resentment and grievance seemed to find a response in Thor's dark eyes.


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