Steward Tao was overjoyed: "That girl is indeed a rare arithmetic wizard, and the old slave must be good at teaching." ”

Watson waited outside the door, and naturally heard this conversation.

Walking behind Yu Qiao towards Yu Qiao Yuan, his mouth opened a few times, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Instead, Yu Qiao turned around, looked at him, blinked with big eyes, smiled toothily, and asked, "Do you have something to hide from me?" ”

Watson was shocked.

She turned her head and said softly as she walked: "I know that you are not an ordinary person, since you are hiding in my Song Mansion for refuge, I can't send you to do everything, so as not to attract the attention of the villains." ”

Such a kind and delicate mind warmed his heart.

I have so many secrets, and I haven't been honest with her. For that alone, he owed her. There was a sour feeling in my heart again.

If this is the first person he likes for the first time in his life, will he finally lose her?

She is a thoughtful person, she does not think about many things, and with her intelligence, she is always close to the truth. But she doesn't want to think too much about his background, which is priceless trust and top-notch protection.

He asked softly, "Does Miss want to ride a horse?" ”

Yu Qiao paused, turned to walk towards him, and the moment he turned around almost amazed his heart.

Surprised, he asked, "Are you going to teach me how to ride a horse?" ”

A smile welled up on his lips. He lowered his voice and said, "Miss doesn't know that there is a secret door in your yard, and we can slip out from there." ”

The two went to the stables and brought out Yu Qiao's horse. Slipped out of a secret door in the backyard.

Watson rolled over on his horse, leaned down, and stretched out his hand to Yu Qiao.

Yu Qiao raised his hand, he grabbed her wrist, and with just a force, he lifted her up in the air and hugged her in front of him.

Such intimacy is even closer than the last time they flew together. Her back was against his chest, and his hands were wrapped around her waist.

In the past, Yu Qiao always didn't know why women liked to be held by men from behind, but now she understands that such an embrace is also the most appropriate sense of security and dependence.

His leg clamped the horse's belly, and the horse galloped away with a long neigh, and drove across the street and out of the city.

The wind fluttered her hair and dress, if this was the rush to happiness, she thought, just like this until the ends of the earth, they were the Condor Heroes.

Isn't that the martial arts she has watched and the TV series she has watched?

Let us live a chic life with red dust, ride horses and gallop to share the prosperity of the world......

I really want to sing, hahaha......

All the way to a clearing in the wild, wildflowers blooming wantonly, running around, beautiful and romantic, it is a plot that she can only imagine in the twentieth century and in TV dramas.

Happiness! Happiness is so weak that the whole body is weak!

What about Watson? In the past seventeen years, every moment of his happiest time is when he can be with her, this is a kind of companionship that is delivered properly, there can be no mountains and seas, no wind and snow, as long as this temperature and this breath, it is the best.

The fire in his heart burned to the extreme, and the pot of water boiled to the extreme. This kind of heat scorched every cell of his softening, he clearly felt his weakness, he was so weak that he could have no ambition, he just needed to stay with the person he liked.

The horse seemed to sense his weakness as well, and slowly slowed down and walked slowly among the flowers.

(As a romance, it should have been written in a more delicate way, but it had to be pure, even if it was pure like it wasn't in love, so, forget it...... ）

He had no time to think, and buried his head in her shoulder, letting her hair rub against his cheek. And his breathing began to grow heavy and hot.

For many nights, he was in such lingering and tired dreams, allowing himself to fall into weakness.

He didn't know what male and female love was, but he knew that she had become his poison and antidote.

Yu Qiao's face was also heating up. His popularity was completely transmitted to her without any guilt, fourteen-year-old Song Yuqiao may not know about men and women, but eighteen-year-old Song Qiao does.

Although she never fell in love in the twentieth century, she studied physiology and hygiene, watched so many fashionable movies, and learned theoretical knowledge for a long time.

(As a writer of romance, I always have to grasp the measure, and I can't write what I shouldn't write, although I always feel that I'm scratching my boots, what can I do, sometimes I'm blocked for some reason, and I'm in a hurry)

Biting his lip, he asked softly, "Are you okay?" ”

He replied in a long, nasal voice: "Well......"

Song Yuqiao touched her conscience and told you that a man's nasal voice is really sexy and......

The sweetness that I can't tell in my heart, and the pity that I can't say clearly.

However, they can't go beyond the norm anymore, this is not the twentieth century, this is the feudal society that pays the most attention to women's morality and training, and everything she does can almost be immersed in the pig cage.

Then he said softly, "You let me go down for a walk, I want to pick some wild flowers." ”

His hands were wrapped around her waist and he was reluctant to let go. A teenager who tastes love for the first time is always extraordinarily amorous and restrictive.

Yu Qiao only felt that the two of them were sitting too close......

Moving his body forward, the slowly moving horse was startled, spread its hooves and galloped, making Yu Qiao scream in horror, subconsciously twisted around his neck, and buried his face in his chest.

The old paper definitely didn't mean to seduce you......

Watson was also very quick to react, holding her back with one hand to protect her, and holding the reins tightly with the other.

In this trouble, he finally woke up from his confusion. turned over and dismounted, grabbed Yu Qiao's slender waist and hugged her down.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, his face was redder than Yu Qiao, and that blush made him look shy, this is what a teenager should look like.

He was always so steady, and so depressed, and in the end, he was just a young man with a pure heart.

Yu Qiao ran away to pick wildflowers. He and the horse stood together, standing in a scene, watching her cheerful figure.

Such a beautiful woman should always live well.

And ...... for yourself

It hurts for no reason. He was always torn between happiness and pain, happiness and guilt. Struggling between righteousness and small love, every day, I don't know which way to go with perseverance.

At this moment, he just wants to be a pair of beautiful people looking at each other with her in such a valley outside the world, full of flowers and grasses, where he can approach with his steps and hug with his arms.

The sky is getting dark, the sun is like blood on the horizon, and the mountains are even more magnificent. The two reflected the afterglow of the sunset and returned home.

On the way back, Yu Qiao sat behind him, hugging his waist. It's much safer, at least not in his arms and arms, so it's safe and you don't have to mess up.