"Little Miss... I don't want to even think about it. Unfortunately, this horse has been ordered by a man from the stable. If he wants to come, it will be used first..." the boy said with a sad face.
"Do you still have priority?" Muyin clenched his fist, "Damn it, I came here first, why don't I have priority? How do you open this racecourse?"
The boy originally thought that this weak young lady should not be afraid of threats, so he thought of letting the horse go to the master without revealing any information. After all, the master is the one who cannot be offended!
The boy looked at the beauty with skin as skin as snow in front of him. Her brows were furrowed and her eyes were filled with anger. It was so intimidating that it made people's legs tremble unconsciously. It was completely different from her previous weak appearance.
But……
"Little Miss... I am indeed in trouble. Otherwise, I will go find a good horse for you..."
"I want that one!" Muyin put down the hand holding his collar and snorted coldly. She was so angry that she couldn't even think about riding a horse properly now. Can she still ride a horse happily?!
The young man was about to burst into tears at the sight. Although the young lady in front of him was unfamiliar, her innate aura was definitely not ordinary. What if it made both parties unhappy...
well!
He was crying: "Miss, please be considerate of me... I have an eighteen-year-old mother and an eighty-year-old daughter-in-law..."
"Huh?" Muyin glanced over and saw the corner of the boy's mouth twitching.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then slapped himself: "No, no, she is the wife of eighty-year-olds... No! No, she is the mother of eighty-year-olds... Anyway, young lady, it's hard to be a villain...
…”
Muyin shook her head and didn't want to think about so many things. After all, she was also the kind of person who was unforgiving. Thinking of this, she sighed helplessly: "Then tell me the whereabouts of that person. I will
It’s okay to go look for it yourself, right?”
The boy hesitated for a while, and just as he was making plans, he saw Muyin's eyes narrowing slightly with vague anger, and he was startled.
Okay! He gritted his teeth and pointed to the right: "Not far away, on the right is the place where the Lord is staying. Miss, just go there. But, please don't tell Miss that it was the villain who said it...
"
"Okay, okay! It's none of your business." Muyin waved her hand, asking him to step back, then turned around and left.
The boy retreated in response, raised his eyelids and looked at Muyin, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Muyin walked over there with a high head. Not to mention, the air in this racecourse was very good. Unknowingly, he showed off his manly walking posture, swaggering, and casually broke a piece of dogtail grass.
.
Not long after, she saw the horse she had chosen before, standing on the grass nearby, eating grass...
How can I put it, he is very docile. Compared with his previous attitude, it is almost the difference between a tiger and a cat. Although she can't see people clearly, she has never forgotten this horse. The black temple hair, maroon fur, and proud
demeanor.
Who is so capable that he can conquer it? Muyin looked at the group of people around the horse and walked forward.
When they got closer, Muyin narrowed his eyes.
Um?
Why does that person look so familiar?
She touched her chin and took a few steps forward. The face on the opposite side gradually became clearer.
