Eighty-seven

The racecourse is now the best season, empty and far away, the summer heat has completely subsided, there is a cool breeze blowing in the face, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and I suddenly feel a lot more relaxed.

It's just that An Qiyu fell off the horse last time, and Lin Dingkuo really didn't worry about her riding alone, so he sat back and forth with her on the horse.

And Hong Xuanning didn't know how to ride a horse at all, so Bai Rongwei gave up the idea of riding a horse, and stayed with her, but she didn't dare to be too intimate, so she could only raise her eyes to see it.

Lin Dingkuo is also pleased, and the goal he wants to achieve in this game can be regarded as having been achieved......

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