This drunken stupor, this sensation of living in a dream.
Guan Xiaohui couldn't remember how long it had been since she last felt that way.
All she knew was that her horsemanship was still as proficient as ever, allowing her to release the wild horse within her heart, galloping across the grassy plains under the endless night sky.
Had Nangong Yuan'er not called her,
she wouldn't have known she had already been riding for an hour, Lin Zhenghui's brother remaining as terrifyingly impressive as ever, not diminishing in the slightest.
"Hello, Yuan'er sis, oh, him, yeah, he's drunk. I'm in the car now ready to take him back, uh-huh, I'll call you when I get home," she said.
As Guan Xiaohui spoke on the phone, she gently twisted her shapely buttocks, releasing 360 days and nights of loneliness on Lin Zhenghui's brother.
Even though her legs felt exhausted and powerless, she bit her lips and continued to give it her all.
