--Round head, fat belly, short legs.
Although it was cute, but riding on it no matter what felt funny, as if it was a contraption to coax children.
Mu Zi rode on the horse, her face red with anger, feeling that she was tricked by Murong Cheng!
Especially when Murong Cheng came back after running a lap, dashing and handsome stopped in front of her, Mu Zi realized that her height was only up to the black horse's belly, she was so angry that she clenched her teeth.
It was too much!
"No more riding!" She indignantly got off the small dwarf horse.
Murong Cheng laughed on the horse, "Don't you look at it as small, it's worth a lot more than this horse I'm riding."
"This is a horse for a child to ride!" Mu Zi said angrily.
Murong Cheng laughed cheerfully, "Aren't you a child? You're only sixteen."
Mu Zi: "..."
This asshole, besides bullying her, is still bullying her!
Mu Zi threw away the reins and turned around.
But how fast could she walk? Murong Cheng's horse easily crossed in front of her in a few steps. Mu Zi turned her direction and continued to walk forward, ignoring him.
Murong Cheng jumped off the horse, tugged her white wrist from behind and wrapped it into his arms, "Alright, don't be angry, it's your first time to ride a horse, first ride a docile breed to adapt to it, do you ride a big horse right from the start? What if you fall and get hurt?"
Mu Zi pursed her lips, this sounds like it makes sense, but she is not angry in her heart.
She still felt that Murong Cheng was deliberately teasing her.
"Horseback riding isn't fun, I'm going back to do my homework." Mu Zi said.
Murong Cheng pondered for a moment and asked, "Really not fun?"
Mu Zi bristled and didn't answer.
Murong Cheng suddenly picked her up! Carrying her directly to the horse!
"Ah! --" the sky spins, Mu Zi screams in fear, "You put me down!"
However, it was too late, Murong Cheng pulled up the reins and said, "Ride!"
The steed instantly had all four hooves generating wind and galloped quickly on the wide and boundless grassland!
Mu Zi was so scared that her soul was trembling, her body lurched violently underneath her, she desperately tugged on the saddle, but she still felt that there was nowhere to focus on, as if she would be thrown off at any time!
"Is it fun?" Murong Cheng's question accompanied by the wind scurried into her ears, there was a thick smile in his voice.
Mu Zi was furious and cursed, "Bastard! Murong Cheng, you are a complete and utter asshole! Quickly put me down! ... Ah!"
She screamed and cursed and was in a sorry state.
Cursing after cursing, she didn't dare to struggle haphazardly, lest she fall off the horse.
...
A gas ran six or seven laps.
The horse seems to have endless strength, the speed only increases not decreases.
Mu Zi gradually adapted to the rhythm, slowly straighten the back, experience this wonderful feeling of facing the wind, finally no longer afraid.
Just remembering that she had cursed a lot of dirty words in shock, she would blush a little.
This was all Murong Cheng's fault.
The stallion's galloping speed gradually slowed down, and eventually turned into a leisurely stroll, the horse stepped with light broken steps, looking for dandelions in the grass to feast on.
Murong Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms, her thick black hair was glowing in the sunlight, her earlobes were glistening pink, she was panting slightly, and every time she breathed in and out, it was as if she was closer to him.
Murong Cheng lifted her chin so that she twisted her face, that bright pretty face with a little annoyance, cheeks scarlet, delicate color slightly open, exhale hot silky breath.
She herself may not know, this face is more and more similar to the dead Su Zi ...
Murong Cheng's gaze lingered between her eyes and lips, and as if compelled, he bent his head to kiss her.
Very light, very soft, he did not use much strength, she did not resist, lips and teeth together for a short moment, but extraordinarily warm.
Murong Cheng tasted the sweetness, heart slightly moved, vaguely feel some what is different, but can not be sure.
He stared at her, and she has lowered her curtains, thick long eyelashes cover the bottom of the eyes of the emotions, so that he could not guess her mind ....