Chapter 205 Riding a Horse

- round head, fat belly, short legs.

Although it is very cute, it feels funny to ride it no matter what, like something to coax children.

Mu Zi was riding on the horse, her face flushed red with anger, feeling like she was being tricked by Murong Cheng!

Especially when Murong Cheng came back from a lap and stopped handsomely in front of her, Mu Zi found that her height was only up to the stomach of a dark horse, she gritted her teeth angrily.

unacceptable!

"Stop riding!" She angrily got off the pony.

Murong Cheng smiled on the horse: "Don't look at it as small, it's worth much more than the horse I'm riding on."

"This is a child's horse!" Mu Zi said angrily.

Murong Cheng laughed heartily: "Aren't you a child? You are only sixteen years old."

Mu Zi: "..."

This bastard, besides bullying her, still bullies her!

Mu Zi threw away the reins, turned around and left.

But how fast can she go? Murong Cheng's horse lay across in front of her with a few easy steps. Mu Zi turned around and continued walking, ignoring him.

Murong Cheng jumped off the horse, grabbed her by the wrist from behind, and hugged her into his arms, "Okay, don't be angry, it's your first time riding a horse, you should ride a docile breed first to get used to it, so why don't you just ride a big horse from the beginning? What if I get hurt?"

Mu Zi pursed her lips, the words sounded quite reasonable, but she was not feeling well in her heart.

She still felt that Murong Cheng was deliberately teasing her.

"Riding a horse is not fun, I have to go back to do my homework." Mu Zi said.

Murong Cheng pondered for a moment, then asked: "Is it really not fun?"

Mu Zi curled her lips and didn't answer.

Murong Cheng suddenly picked her up! Carry it directly to the horse!

"Ah!—" The sky was spinning, and Mu Zi screamed in fright, "You let me go!"

But it was too late, Murong Cheng pulled the rein and said: "Drive!"

Immediately, the horse's four hooves were blown by the wind, galloping quickly on the vast grassland!

Mu Zi was so frightened that her soul was trembling, her body was jolted violently, she was desperately pulling on the saddle, but she still felt that she had nowhere to go, as if she would be thrown off at any moment!

"Is it fun?" Murong Cheng's question rushed into her ears with the wind, and there was a deep smile in his voice.

Mu Zi cursed angrily: "Bastard! Murong Cheng, you are a complete bastard! Put me down quickly!...Ah!"

She kept yelling and scolding, and was in a panic.

He scolded him, but he didn't dare to struggle indiscriminately, for fear of falling off the horse.

...

I ran six or seven laps in one go.

The horse seems to have inexhaustible strength, and its speed only increases but never decreases.

Mu Zi gradually got used to the rhythm, and slowly straightened her back, experiencing the wonderful feeling of facing the wind, and finally she was no longer afraid.

It's just that when I think of myself swearing a lot of swear words in shock, I will blush a little.

It's all Murong Cheng's fault, it's all his fault.

The galloping speed of the steed gradually slowed down, and finally turned into a leisurely stroll. The horse took light steps, looking for dandelions in the grass to eat.

Murong Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the girl in his arms. Her thick black hair was shining brightly in the sun, and her earlobes were shiny and pink. She was panting slightly, and every time her breath rose and fell, she seemed to be getting closer to him.

Murong Cheng lifted her chin, causing her to turn her face away. There was a little anger on that pretty pretty face, her cheeks were flushed, her delicate lips were slightly parted, exhaling hot air.

She may not know that this face looks more and more like the dead Su Zi...

Murong Cheng's eyes lingered between her eyes and lips, as if bewitched, he bowed his head and kissed her.

It was very light and soft, he didn't use much strength, and she didn't resist, the lips and teeth were together for a short moment, but it was extraordinarily warm.

Murong Cheng tasted the sweetness, his heart moved slightly, he vaguely felt that something was different, but he couldn't be sure.

He stared at her intently, but she had already lowered her eyes, and the thick long eyelashes covered the emotions in her eyes, making it impossible for him to guess her thoughts...