When she came, she looked at him from a distance, but he was not there. Walking into the forest, a white horse was there.

It has a chic body, a silver and noble white hair, a long horsehair hanging down, in the early morning sun, there seems to be a layer of silver halo around the body, like a god from the sky. Its eyes, with long eyelashes, were gentle and intelligent, and seemed to have a psychic verve. She was dumbfounded.

"You're here. He had appeared behind her at some point.

"This horse is so beautiful. She was amazed.

"It's my brother. Lei Yao walked to the horse and stroked it affectionately, "We have experienced a lot together. He looked at it with pride in his eyes.

She approached cautiously, "Can I touch it?"

"Absolutely. Lei Yao patted the horse's head soothingly, "Come on." ”

She gently stroked its plump body, and her heart was full of heartfelt love. I can't help but think of how chic and uninhibited it will be to gallop on the endless plains, and what graceful curves its toned body will draw in the wind.

A handsome boy and a noble white horse may be a beautiful dream that every girl will dream of.

"Let's go for a walk in the distance today. Lei Yao interrupted her imagination.

"Horseback riding?" she looked forward to, "I've never tried it." ”

"I'll give you a try today. Lei Yao patted the horse, "My horse has never been touched by a woman." ”

"Then I'm not very honored. She winked mischievously at him.

"If you're afraid, don't force it. He said gently, "It's only appropriate for a girl like you to sit in a sedan chair." ”

"It doesn't matter. She stroked the horse's mane, "You won't make me afraid, will you?" Her voice was soft, but Lei Yao could hear it clearly. The dependence and trust in her tone made his heart seem to be pinched softly.

"I'll protect you. He promised with a serious expression, "Anytime." ”

"Here's to you. He took out a gauze towel from his bosom, "There will inevitably be dust on the road, and it will be better if you cover it." ”

She has a smile in her eyes, a gentle and considerate man, and a thoughtful man.

He is dressed in white, handsome and handsome, with extraordinary gestures, and with the smile that slightly upturns the corners of his mouth, I don't know how many women's hearts will be captured. He was standing next to the white horse, which should have been a scene only in the painting.

He held her from behind, the first time they had been so close. She was a little shy, his hand across her waist was hot, the heat burning her skin through her clothes, the breath of his mouth lingering in her ears, emitting another kind of scorching, double heat that made her body shiver as if it were cold. He felt her tremble, and his hands tightened. He bowed his head and whispered in her small ear, "Don't be afraid, I'll hold you tight." ”

His movements made her face flush, and even a faint red cloud appeared on her neck.

He noticed that her ears were red, and a gentle smile and unspeakable pity welled up.

He took the scarf and covered her head entirely, "No one will see you again but me." His tone was gentle, but there was an irrefutable domineering spirit.

Her water-blue clothes danced rapidly in the wind, and although she was through the veil, her face was still beautiful. On the way to the outskirts of the city, the people entering the city watched a white horse carrying a pair of beautiful people galloping by, and the air was filled with an indescribable aroma in addition to the smell of dust.

She has always dreamed that one day she can ride with her beloved as the book says, and gallop freely into the distance. Now, she felt like she was in a dream. The smell of his body is fresh and warm, and his strong embrace makes people so reassuring, as if he can contain all his little world.

He kept hugging her tightly, she was weak and boneless, and the snuggling and surrender of complete trust made his heart full of tenderness. It would be nice to be able to run like this forever!