Si Yu didn't pay attention to him, only gave him an extremely contemptuous look.

Duan Ziqi suddenly felt a sense of insult from Wang Zhi's contempt.

He tightened his grip on the reins and thrust the horse with a silver needle again.

But he was a step too late.

Si Yu's eyebrows were cold, like a sword out of its sheath cutting through the sky.

Leave him behind directly.

Song Zhaoxin mentioned his throat and immediately intercepted it, forcing Si Yu to slow down.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, "What's the matter with you?" Didn't you say that you would force him to do something to you first? ”

Seeing that she forced the paragraph to be irrational, the little pervert won directly, didn't she plan in vain?

Si Yu's unpleasant teething.

The little girl actually murdered him for the sake of the joke.

Obviously, he has used his strength to prove that he is better than the waste of the Duan period, is she still unwilling to give up the Duan period?

Duan Ziqi took the opportunity to chase after him, and anxiously looked at Song Zhao who was blocking in front, "Second Miss Song, how can you not follow the rules?" Get out of the way! ”

"I don't know, my horse has its own mind, and I can't control it." Song Zhao is serious and innocent.

Paragraph period, "......"

If you can't see that Song Zhao intends to make trouble, he will be really stupid.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

The girls were all amazed by Si Yu's heroic figure, and they couldn't help but show admiring eyes.

It's a pity that he has a lot of riding skills, and his status is too low, so he can only raise his eyes.

The lady who had good deeds deliberately mocked, "It seems that Duan Dagongzi's riding skills can't even be compared to Si Yu, and this rumor of talent is exaggerated." ”

Mrs. Duan stared at Song Zhao hatefully.

This damn stinky girl is clearly deliberately blocking her son's way.

When she successfully won the Song family, she was the first to clean up Song Zhao.

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The road was blocked, and Song Zhao was angry and red-eyed.

He suddenly raised his hand, and through the dead end, he quickly stabbed the silver needle on Song Zhao's horse.

Song Zhao didn't expect Duan Zi to do something to her, and he didn't notice it for a while, and the startled horse was trembling and about to fall.

Si Yu's pupils shrank, quickly approached Song Zhao, and reached out to hug the little girl's body from behind.

Although it is early spring, the body after exercise has a scorching body temperature that even a shirt can't separate.

Song Zhao's back crashed directly into the boy's arms.

Si Yu was almost subconsciously, and his palm was propped up on Song Zhao's waist.

The distance is close.

After exercising, the sweetness on the girl's body became more and more intense and fragrant, and it went straight to Si Yu's sense of smell.

Si Yu was in a trance, lowered his head slightly, and his jaw swept over the little girl's soft hair, itching and numb.

The boy rolled down lightly and helped her back to the horse, "Be careful. ”

A slightly hoarse voice sprayed on her neck.

The situation was urgent, and Song Zhao did not realize that such a move was impolite.

She lay on her horse, exhaled like the rest of her life, raised her eyes and looked at Si Yu and said, "Thank you." ”

The tail of Si Yu's eyes was red.

He rubbed his fingers against his palm, as if reminiscing about the softness that had passed by for a while.

Little girl, what a waist~

……

This series of actions is only a few seconds, and the paragraph period is about to take the opportunity to rush to the end.

However, his Maxima was probably poked by his needle too many times and lost his energy, and he ran staggeringly.

Si Yu galloped from behind him calmly, about to pass him.

During the Duan period, the brain was congested, and he didn't care that such an angle would be seen, so he wanted to stab the silver needle into Si Yu's horse's belly.

Shot, shot!

Song Zhao's eyes lit up, and he took out the medicinal powder that could make the horse frightened from his pocket, and was about to scatter it on Si Yu's horse with the movements of the Duan period.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Si Yu didn't wait for the paragraph period to finish the action, directly raised his four hooves, and rushed to the finish line.

……

The whistle blew, and Si Yu won.

There was the sound of applause from the venue.

Si Yu rode on the steed and deliberately turned to stare at Song Zhao.

The dark eyes seemed to have a silver glow, like a winning peacock opening the screen, and he urgently needed to be appreciated.

Song Zhao's face turned blue with anger, and he didn't want to look at him.