I took over his words: "Yes, grandma gently told me that I can practice tomorrow. It must be very cold when I stand on the horse with my bare feet. When I slid off the horse, I was beaten soundly. From then on, everyone
The stables are all locked."
Na Miantang stared at me teasingly, "It was a long time ago, and you were already a little girl with a violent temper."
"Come on, brave girl." He continued to extend his hand to invite me.
I felt an almost unfamiliar emotion stirring, a kind of unbridled rage. I stepped on the stone and put my hands on my waist. I knew that my behavior was very rude. I vomited on the palm of my right hand.
He spat, raised his hand, slapped his palm hard, and said mischievously: "Come on."
There was something funny, interesting, and something in his eyes that I couldn't explain.
I grabbed his hand, stepped on the stirrup, and jumped up on another white horse. I was sure that if Mian Tang saw my timid and cowardly side, he would definitely take pleasure in my misfortune. I would rather break my body.
The neck didn't satisfy him either. I touched the white horse's neck with the handle of the whip. "Let's try a trot to see if I can maintain balance." I whispered to the white horse in a caressing tone.
He was looking at me, and he was waiting to see me make a fool of myself. I thought to myself: Just let Na Miantang watch it, even if I break every bone, no one dares to laugh at me, especially him.
"Relax when riding, sit upright and see how I sit." Na Miantang said to me gently. I did as he said, feeling my palms sweating, and I was stunned for a few seconds, Na Miantang helped me whip the horse.
!The white horse galloped away.
It’s too late to worry now! I adjusted my center of gravity unconsciously and felt the white horse start to run, and it seemed to be running faster and faster. The horse jumped over the mud easily and effortlessly, I was fine, very fine! I
I laughed out loud. It didn’t make much difference after 16 years without riding a horse. My fear gradually disappeared.
Na Miantang galloped next to me, provoking, "What a bold girl, Maomao, do you dare to go to the Marseille with me?"
"Okay," I said sweetly, "the problem is that there is a lot of soil in the crops, and I'm afraid that the dust behind will choke you to death."
Na Miantang laughed loudly and raised his eyebrows. "The loser drinks white wine and helps us clear the dust in our throats.
"Okay! See you at the end of the village!"
"Go to the village."
Before I was ready, the cunning Mian Tang drank and immediately galloped away. I couldn't overtake him along the way, and was dusted with dust. I choked and whipped my whip to urge the white horse forward.
I yelled: "Ouch."
Miantang was quite loyal. When he heard my shout, he immediately turned his horse around. A trace of panic flashed across his face, and he asked nervously: "What's wrong?" I held my stomach, and when he got close to me, I kicked hard.
The white horse left him behind and walked away. I looked back and smiled, and I could hear the laughter behind me.
I was fully focused. That guy Miantang had quick thinking and unpredictable topics, which made me dare not relax my concentration and defense for a moment. He made me angry, made me laugh, and made me full of energy.
Running at full speed across the fields relieved the suppressed tension to some extent. The competition between us gradually became clear, and our common ground - ruthlessness - was also exposed. But when I pushed my courage to the most reckless limit, I felt
The excitement was dangerous and terrifying. I realized that something powerful and nameless was hidden deep inside my body, waiting aggressively for an opportunity to break away from my control.
Miantang whipped his whip and sped up to overtake me, laughing loudly. I leaned forward and yelled at the white horse, urging it to run faster. Almost at the same time, I had to rein in the reins because he was in front of me.
He stopped in front of him and turned his horse's head to rung in the middle of the dirt road.
"What are you crazy about?" I scolded angrily. "Are you testing my skills? I might bump into you!"
"That's what I meant." The man said calmly. Before he could figure out what was going on, he grabbed the white horse's mane with one hand, pulled the two horses closer, and hooked me with his other hand.
He stretched his neck and pressed my head with his head. He was obviously restraining his emotions and panting, but he kept me from moving. I inadvertently pressed my body against his thighs, and clearly felt his great strength, and I blushed inexplicably.
I had just gone through a wild hunt in a field and I was out of breath. At the same time, I was so distraught from shock, fear, and surrender to his power that I hated myself for being out of breath.
"A letter from my father. I have to leave tomorrow. Will you - will you miss me?" His dark eyes flashed.
I was in shock, "I think too highly of myself. Xiao Ma Liu and the others will miss you. They all said -" At the same time, when I thought of him leaving, I felt a small, weird feeling of loss that stung me, no matter what it was
I can't explain why.
"what did they say?"
"They said you want to go back to Shanghai to take care of business and have an unmarried bride."
I have been curious about this matter for a long time, so I couldn't help but ask this question directly.
His gentle eyes suddenly became alert, and then he noticed that I was staring at him, and he looked into my eyes too, until a slight blush appeared on my cheeks.
"Is that important to you?"
I expressed my pure reluctance to leave my comrade-in-arms: "Well, I don't want to lose your friendship."
He suddenly smiled briefly and said: "Look at me, Mao Jiujiu." His hands hooked my back and held me close to his chest. He tilted my head back and pressed his lips firmly.
He pressed against my mouth, gentle at first, and soon became more and more passionate, causing me to hold on to him tightly. His kiss was powerful, forcing me to open my mouth, and his mouth trembled as he insisted on parting mine.
Lips, sticking his tongue between my two rows of white teeth, making my sperm tremble like crazy, giving me a feeling that I never knew I could have. A feeling that makes me feel.
The dizzy spinning feeling kept turning my body, and this kiss seemed to be endless.
"Stop, I'm going to faint." I whispered, weakly turning my head away from him. He tilted my head back tightly and pressed it against his shoulder; I felt dizzy.
I glanced at him carefully, his eyes were wide open, and emitted a strange light that made me a little scared. My trembling arms grabbed the reins of the horse, and my heart was pounding, making me tremble all over. I was afraid of him.
I am so weak that I feel scared. What is he going to do? Doesn’t he have a fiancée?
I have never been in such close and uninterrupted contact with the opposite sex. My heart beat with shock, fear, and the tremor of yielding to his power. I felt a surging reaction. By the time he let go of me, I was so weak that my whole body was weak.
Shiver.
The two horses were too close to each other. They were frightened and moved their steps, which separated us. I was almost hanging out of the saddle. I tried my best to keep my center of gravity on the saddle and my thoughts steady. I couldn't let him be complacent and succumb.
He. If I do this, then once he conquers me, I won't be worth a dime.
I didn't come back to my senses for a long time. I couldn't show too much excitement. No, never. I stroked the white horse, comforted it, and thanked it from the bottom of my heart for rescuing me from this stupid trap. My mouth was dry.
Damn, his eyes were full of smiles, but besides that, there was also a kind of desire. For some reason, I couldn't face the way he stared at me. I was so excited that I looked down at the ground.
He spoke, his voice was calm.
"I'm leaving."
"I know you have to leave sooner or later."
"I will write to you. What about you, will you wait for me here?"
I couldn't answer because I didn't know what to say, and I couldn't look him in the eyes. He stretched out a hand, held my chin, and raised my face.
Na Miantang asked stubbornly: "Mao Jiujiu, I'm waiting for your answer. You won't just run away quietly, right?"
Then I turned to Miantang, and a smile appeared on my swollen lips.
"Why don't you put on the animal skin, grab my hair, and put me on the grass?" There was obvious humor and contempt in my words, "This way you won't scare the horse." I urged.
I mounted the horse and trotted towards the orphanage. I murmured to the white horse, urging it to speed up, as if I wanted to suppress the turbulent thoughts, and my mind went blank.
I know I'm a coward.
When we came back, the atmosphere was so weird that I didn't dare to face him. He was making fun of me, but he didn't mean any harm. I thought to myself: Should I kill him? But I couldn't beat him.
His dark eyes began to sparkle with mockery, and he joked: "I bet you have never kissed a man.
Oh! Did he fall in love with me? He must have regretted kissing me like that on the road even though he has a fiancée. Of course, don’t be impulsive. If you are impulsive, you will fall into his trap. Then Mian Tang
This guy dares to do both things before getting married. He wants me to be his concubine? Bah! Is he going to play a cat and mouse game with me? To lure me into taking the bait? Hmph! He has to be cunning to catch me.
His pigtails! I curled my lips and my eyes were bright. I had to be extremely cunning to beat him. I felt a throbbing of excitement in my throat. Competition always makes me very excited.
The sun had completely set, and it was already dusk when we returned to the orphanage. Na Miantang dismounted first, then grabbed my waist with both hands and lifted me down to stand beside him. I had regained my composure.
.
"You said you were looking for me everywhere," I kept raising my head proudly, "What do you need?"
We stopped in front of the stairs at the back. There was a dark light shining in front of the yard. He was facing the light. I couldn't see his expression clearly. I could only see the outline of his body clearly in the darkness. His voice was very clear and his face was clear.
Hidden in the shadows.
"wait me back."
"I once heard girls in the village say to their sweethearts, 'I have decided to hand over my life to you.' This sentence frightened me. I would hand over my life at every turn. This is so scary. The subtext is:
I will blackmail you in this life. You don’t want me to say this, do you?”