If it were not for Chu Ting holding onto him, Huo Jinyan would have rushed in.
Lu Ning's body was swaying as if she was about to be thrown off, when she suddenly bent down and hugged the horse's neck tightly. The pole was under her arm, and the carrot was right in front of the horse's head. He could see it with his eyes.
Linlang ran forward with all his might, his eyes fixed on the carrot, as if he had forgotten everything that had happened before.
However, his condition had yet to return to normal.
Lu Ning held onto him tightly, the wind whistling past her ears.
"Linlang."
She called his name softly, over and over again, her hand caressing his neck to comfort him. Her touch was very gentle and patient.
Linlang was running in circles, back and forth, until he heard Lu Ning's voice and felt the familiar warmth and touch.
