Ning Xin, who was in Zhang An, couldn't take into account the mood of Jingshi Chen Junhan, even if he wanted to express his dissatisfaction in the letter, it would be a month later.

Ning Xin is very excited now, busy looking for her riding outfit.

"I want the fresh, red, cinched pants." She had been coveting her newly made riding outfit for a long time, and this time she could finally wear it on her body.

"Girl, do you want it?"

Before Luzhu's words were finished, Ning Xin interrupted her Ai Ai.

"It's just that set of clothes, just hand it over, and don't think about anything else."

Ning Xin got dressed, ran to the bronze mirror, and looked at herself beautifully.

The bronze mirror is still blurry, and it would be nice to have a mirror, but it's still so handsome.

Ning Xin looked at the blurred figure on the bronze mirror through the blurred light, and the person in the mirror frowned slightly.

"Cuisong, comb your hair again."

The fat face with two small pink flowers is really out of tune with his handsome appearance today.

I have to comb my hair again, and Kawaii is closed today.

Ning Xin asked to comb a small tugs on the top of her head again.

And it is lightly tied with goose-yellow ribbons.

It's so handsome, will you fall in love with yourself after a long time.

Ning Xin thought narcissistically.

She wore a red tunic with a well-fitting fit, and symmetrical images of Pisces playing in the water were embroidered on her shoulders. The top is densely packed with nearly ten buttons from the neck to the bottom, the outer coat is double-layered, the inner layer is longer and tucked into the pants, and the outer short layer looks as if it is one with this outer garment. The bottom pants are red breeches, but the hip bones are very wide, and there is a bit of a smell of harem pants. Knee-high sheepskin boots on his feet.

When she walked to the racecourse, Ning Xin was really baptized by everyone's eyes.

Her clothes are different from others', and Ning Xin actually wants to make more European style. A short jacket on the outside, not long, just over the waist. Wear a white lace long-sleeved shirt underneath the jacket, preferably with a vertical collar and a ring of lace on it, not exaggerated, but must have.

But the current level of clothing and appreciation cannot meet such high requirements for the time being, so Ning Xin had to retreat to a Chinese-style riding costume.

When Ning Yuan saw his daughter's body, he was surprised.

In his mind, his daughter, who had always been round and lovely, had become a different person, as if she had grown up all of a sudden. Ning Baba felt that this feeling was very strange and not good.

"Daddy, can I ride on the snow?"

Ning Yuan saw his daughter pulling the corners of her clothes with attachment, looking at herself with starry eyes, as if drinking ice water on a dog day, and every pore was stretched.

"Don't run, walk slowly."

Ning Yuan thought about it and said uneasily.

"The snow is still small, we have to cherish it."

"Uh-huh."

Ning Xin nodded hurriedly.

Her little beauty really wants to die.

I was reluctant to whip myself at all, the little beauty was so well-behaved, quiet and smart, the whip was too brutal.

Ning Yuan saw Ning Xin nodding in agreement, and motioned to pull out a white pony left and right.

"Treading the snow!"

Ning Xin saw it and rushed over with a snort.

This little white horse was also a gift from Ning Yuan on Ning Xin's birthday.

Ning Xin saw the little white horse for the first time, looking at herself elegantly with big wet eyes, full of its charming figure. Ning Xin firmly believes that the first time she saw it, she saw a few traces of melancholy in its eyes, and her whole body was snow-white, and she couldn't see a single variegated color. The fur on the four hooves is longer, and the beautiful ones can't be taken off the eyes.

Ning Xin liked it at first sight, but unfortunately it was too small at the time, and she was not very confident about her riding skills. Wouldn't it be too cruel if he hurt the little beauty.

Ning Xin waited and waited, and waited until the foal was already taller than her, and she hadn't ridden it a few times.

Taxue is carefully served on weekdays, and this will stand there slimly, with the white mane gently blown by the wind, and it has a little taste of literary youth.

"Stepping on the snow, do you want me."

Ning Xin happily rubbed her head lightly against the snow.

"The little girls have grown up, so good."

Taxue seemed to know who Ning Xin was, and gently let Ning Xin touch its hair.

"I don't like people to touch it on weekdays, it's so well-behaved, it can be seen that I remember the countryman."

The horse is also the little guy who usually takes care of the snow, and said funny.

Of course, the little beauty has to be reserved, and I must remember myself if I am so smart that I step on the snow.

Ning Yuan saw that his daughter was so happy, and his heart was relieved.

"Lekang, let's ride around. Can you go up and ride, do you want Daddy to carry you up. ”

After Ning Xin and Taxue finished making love, she saw that Ning Yuan was already sitting on the jujube red horse, touched Taxue's head, and sat on Taxue easily.

The legs were slightly clamped on the horse's body, and the four hooves were lightly lifted by stepping on the snow, and he ran slowly.

Ning Yuan saw that his daughter was riding steadily, and praised her daughter in her heart for being really smart.

"Lekang, do you want to go to the school to have a look?"

Ning Xin felt very good riding, and she seemed to be very excited to step on the snow, and one person and one horse had just finished a lap.

Hearing Ning Yuan's question, Ning Xin's heart moved.

"May I go?"

Ning Xin always wanted to see Comrade Ning Yuan's sassy and heroic appearance during training.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yuan took the initiative to invite him, which was really a surprise for Ning Xin.

"The newly recruited soldiers have not yet been formally trained, so on the first day of today, do you want to go and see it?"

"Yes."

Ning Xin jumped down from the snow in excitement, this dangerous action frightened Ning Yuan a lot.

"Daddy, when are we going? Do I want to change into Xiao Langjun's clothes? ”

Ning Yuan saw his daughter's eager and serious appearance and laughed.

"Lekang can't become Xiao Langjun even if he wears Xiao Langjun's clothes. Where is Xiao Langjun's clothes as good-looking as Lekang, just follow me. ”

"I knew the school was there."

Ning Xin raised her little chubby paw and pointed in one direction.

"Let's just ride there."

When Ning Xin followed Ning Yuan to the school grounds, the school grounds were already full of people.

Ning Xin didn't follow Ning Yuan to the highest place, she found a place for herself that was not only good for watching others, but also not conspicuous for others to see.

She didn't care what Ning Yuan said to them at the moment, she squinted her eyes and looked at the black pressure in front of her.

It was the first time in her eight years of life that she had seen so many young men standing together in a neat row. I don't know what Ning Yuan said, and the crowd answered "yes" neatly.

Then there was a shout like a mountain, and Ning Xin could feel the sound waves tumbling all the way from afar to hit her body, and then scattered.

The air throughout the school is different from what it is elsewhere.

Ning Xin looked up at the sky in the distance, and it seemed that some kind of energy burst out from here was rushing towards the sky.