Yun Qiao straightened her back, and Xi Lanting simply rested her shoulder behind her.
He turned his face to the outside, so Yun Qiao couldn't smell his breath, but his short hair was all on the side of her neck and face.
She had chills all over her body, she was very nervous and full of joy, as if she was fighting a sure battle - she saw victory, but she was worried that it was just a mirror image.
Xi Lanting often smoked, but there was no smell of smoke on him, and he felt strangely clean. Yun Qiao could only think of the fresh smell of the woods.
After leaving the low fence of the racecourse, the horses moved forward at will.
There are fields all around, with very clear country roads; the rice is earing, and you can see the endless green color, the wind blows through the rice waves, and there are bursts of fragrance of rice flowers.
From time to time, there are weeping willows with dense branches that sway in the wind; unknown small flowers, either yellow or red, bloom on the ridges of the fields, dotting the green rice fields.
The wind blowing on my face is warm.
Xi Lanting, who was leaning on her shoulder, always kept a little distance from her, but his hair kept touching Yun Qiao's skin, making it feel numb.
Every nerve in Yun Qiao's body was dancing, her heartbeat was beating loudly, as if she was about to sing a big show.
Uncle Qi and her were so close.
Yun Qiao almost cried.
The horse was free to rein, and she didn't know where it was going, and Xi Lanting didn't tell her. Afterwards, after going around in a circle, she returned to the outside of the racecourse and saw people and fences in the distance.
More than an hour has passed.
Xi Lanting finally sat upright and raised his head. He looked around blankly and asked Yun Qiao: "Where is this?"
"After a full circle, we are back again." Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting jumped off the horse.
He might be a little tired, so he yawned and stretched again.
Yun Qiao also dismounted.
She is a tall person. Standing next to Xi Lanting, the two of them complement each other perfectly. She can see his eyebrows when she raises her head slightly. His eyebrows are thick and he is so handsome that people are fascinated by him.
Yun Qiao hated that she was not a man - if she were a man, he would be so shameless as to pursue such stunning beauty.
She is a girl, and she is obsessed with stalking her. She has lost her status. No matter how beautiful she is, she is just looking down on herself.
"What are you thinking about?" Xi Lanting suddenly asked her.
Yun Qiao was a little confused by this sudden question and subconsciously denied it: "No, I didn't think about anything."
"You're looking at me lustfully, haven't you thought of anything yet?" Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
I am obsessed with sex and feel powerless.
No matter how unpleasant Xi Lanting's words were, Yun Qiao was still very happy that day. This afternoon was firmly stored in her memory, and she could recall it from time to time in the future.
Even if Uncle Qi really didn't want her, Yun Qiao also had a love that made her heart-sucking - her own love.
Xi Lanting suddenly reached out and put his cold palm on her forehead.
Maybe he wanted to give her a little warmth, but his hands were as cold as ice all year round.
Yun Qiao held her breath and waited for a long time before asking him: "What's the matter, Uncle Qi?"
"Nothing, just get some warmth." Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
She immediately stopped feeling sorry for herself and scolded Xi Lanting in her heart.
Xi Lanting turned around and mounted Yun Qiao's horse. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a smile flashed across his face. His heart felt lighter for no reason, as if a flower had quietly bloomed.
Yun Qiao was startled, thinking that he was going to run away on horseback, and asked her to walk back.
Xi Lanting can do it.
However, Xi Lanting let go of the stirrup, stretched out his hand to pull Yun Qiao away and said, "Come on, let's go back."
Yun Qiao stepped on it, then wrapped his arm around him, got on the horse, and fell into his arms.
In fact, if you think about it, Uncle Qi always said some nasty things, but he never did anything bad to her. Even though he was reluctant in every way, he still considered everything for Yun Qiao.
He would never leave Yun Qiao here, and he would threaten her like this - his words were bad, but his heart was so kind.
Yun Qiao was inexplicably happy.
If Xi Lanting talks to her properly, she won't get used to it, and he will make her look mean.
She thought that if she could continue like this, she would have no regrets in her life. Even if she was a bitch, she would be willing to do so.
Xi Lanting, who was riding behind her, suddenly hugged her hard, making her body tremble a little.