A breeze came, and immediately the clothes of the people were swept with the wind, and the strands of hair were intertwined. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Feiyi himself didn't know why he felt impatient when he saw this girl walking towards other men, so he reached out and took this girl in his arms and turned over on the horse. As if it were your own property, you will not be allowed to be infringed upon by others.

Suppressing the person who was constantly writhing in his arms, he said to Gongsun Lin while riding a horse: "Lin, leave Wan'er to me, I will be responsible for teaching her." ”

Cousin Lin was stunned for a moment, didn't think much about it, and said: "Okay, that's great, Feiyi, Wan'er will be handed over to you, I believe in your equestrian skills." ”

After speaking, Cousin Lin also got on the horse and chased Murong Feiyi in front.

The two horses kept chasing each other on the grassland, looking at the smiles on the lips of Cousin Lin and Murong Feiyi, they couldn't help but slowly relax, forget it, don't you ride a horse with whomever you ride, why bother with it.

Feeling that the person in his arms was no longer struggling, he slowly relaxed, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth again. Hold the person in your arms tightly and slowly speed up.

Looking at the scenery that kept flowing backwards in front of me, I couldn't help but feel comfortable, this feeling of riding a horse was so good, nestled in this Murong Feiyi's generous arms, listening to the sound of a steady heartbeat, people couldn't bear to leave.

"I see that you like horseback riding, why don't I bring you over often in the future?" Murong Feiyi looked at the happy person in his arms and couldn't help but say.

"Cut~ Who wants you to bring me over?" said without a good face, this account of taking me on the horse without my consent has not been settled with you, don't think about getting an inch.

"Feiyi, Wan'er, let's see who gets to the stump first. "Cousin Lin couldn't help but want to compete.

Following the direction of Cousin Lin's finger, I saw a black dot in the distance, which must be the stump that Cousin Lin said.

"Okay, then what is our color head?" Murong Fei said in a good mood.

"Color...... Caitou is ......" Cousin Lin didn't seem to think about this problem, and stammered.

Looking at Cousin Lin's expression of scratching his ears and cheeks, he couldn't bear to help him out and said: "Or let me talk about this color head, how about the color head is my sachet? ”

Said raised the sachet in his hand, the sachet embroidered is a butterfly love flower, into the eye needle even, rich color, the use of Qi needle, set needle, puncture needle, long and short needle, hit needle, flat gold, poke sand and other dozens of stitches embroidered together. The butterfly in the painting seems to be about to fly out.

"Okay, let's use Wan'er's sachet as the lottery head for this horse race. Cousin Lin said with a smile.

Murong Feiyi didn't say anything, but there was a hint of firmness in his eyes. There was an expression of imperativeness.

"Okay! Now let's start, drive~" Cousin Lin finished speaking and began to run ahead of time.

I didn't expect to see Cousin Lin's usual honest appearance, and at this time he was still playing tricks.

"Sit down!"

Murong Feiyi's deep voice sounded in my ears, and my heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, but looking at the scenery around me that accelerated and retreated, I left this inexplicable palpitation behind me again.

However, this Murong Feiyi's equestrian skills are really speechless, and he surpassed Cousin Lin after a while, and the stump that he thought was quite far away just now was close at hand after a while. The winner was instantly decided.

After waiting for a few seconds outside the stump, Cousin Lin arrived.

"Feiyi, I didn't expect that after so many years, I haven't won against you once. Brother Lin sat on the horse, not angry, and said leisurely.

"Heh~ Just your equestrian skills, let's practice again. Murong Feiyi said in a very good mood.

Ay...... Extremely unhappy, I handed this sachet to Murong Feiyi, this was the first sachet I had painstakingly made since I was reborn. Just give it to him, unwillingly.

Perhaps because of the integration of a wisp of modern soul, I didn't think at this time of what it meant for a woman to give a man a sachet in ancient times. At the moment when the sachet was handed over, the gears of fate had quietly turned. At this time, we didn't know that in the future, we would become a lifelong bond with each other.