Chapter 633: The Envy of the President

Although he has acted in a lot of costume dramas, Ye Xian has never ridden a real horse.

The circus of the general TV series is either riding on a fake horse for a show, or it is done by a special effects artist, standing in front of a real horse taller than her, Ye Xian was a little flustered, "President, do we have to ride a real horse?" ”

Bo Tingshen saw the apprehension in her eyes, "Scared? ”

Ye Xian nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Mmmmmmmm "Let's change the fake horse!

The corners of Bo Ting's deep lips hooked slightly, stepped on the pedals, and jumped on the horse.

The man wearing the latest equestrian uniform of the Royal Horse Farm is as handsome as a medieval prince, and even his posture is extraordinarily heroic, Ye Xian who saw it couldn't help but applaud, but she forgot it!

She turned around and just wanted to run, but her arm was grabbed by the man.

Ye Xian was a little frightened, "President, what are you going to do?" ”

Bo Tingshen gestured towards the other saddle in front of him.

Ye Xian shook his head frantically, I refuse!

Bo Tingshen grabbed her arm with one hand and wrapped her waist with the other, and actually hugged her to the horse.

Ye Xian was so frightened that he squeaked and screamed, "President, what are you going to do?" Let go of me! I don't know how to ride a horse! I'm scared! ”

The sweaty BMW hissed, lifted its front hooves, and was already eager to try, causing Ye Xian's whole body to lean back, and all of them fell into the arms of the man.

The beautiful boy is in his arms, and his body is softer than a woman.

Bo Tingshen kicked the horse's belly slightly, and the BMW galloped away in an instant.

The photography team was on professional equipment and quickly followed.

"Ahh Think

The BMW galloped in the luxurious royal racecourse, all kinds of landscapes continued to float in front of her, and the wind blew Ye Xian's flowing short hair, constantly jolting her body, and slowly magnifying her frightened features.

"No more! I can't! ”

"Too fast, too fast!"

"President, stop, it's too fast! I'm going to fall! I'm going to fall to my death! ”

I had never ridden a horse before, and the first time I rode at such a fast speed, Ye Xian was so frightened that her soul was about to fall, and her voice could be heard within a radius of ten miles from the racecourse.

Bo Ting hugged her waist tightly, his body moved closer to her, and his mellow and bewitching magnetic voice whispered in her ear, "Isn't it a drag race?" ”

"Drag racing is not the same as this! That's a seat belt, it's stable! ”

"What's different, you're also very stable now."

Bo Tingshen tightened his hands, revealing his presence.

Ye Xian looked down and saw his strong arm that was clasped on her waist like a seat belt, and the fear in her heart was not only half alleviated, but even worsened.

The horse is upside down, and the president's arm will not move around, and it will ...... upwards

Ye Xian immediately put his hands around his chest, afraid that his movements would be too abrupt, and added, "I'm so scared, I want to go home woo woo!" ”

"If you're scared, close your eyes and imagine yourself in a dream."

Bo Tingshen held the reins and accelerated again, Ye Xian screamed again, screaming, and found that he was indeed quite stable, no matter how he took, he couldn't fall off, and the feeling of riding a horse seemed to be more enjoyable than driving, and he felt like he was about to fly.

Ye Xian's cry of fear gradually turned into a surprise like discovering a new continent, and he shouted towards the green grassland in the distance, "Ah-"

On the green grassland, the sun, the breeze, a horse, two people, beautifully like a painting, Ye Xian arrived at the Xing, stretched out her arms and shouted, she was not afraid, let alone closed her eyes, but the man behind her slowly closed his eyes, as if imagining something, the bridge of his nose was gently rubbed in her ears, the light breeze of breath blew away the faint body fragrance on her body, tightened his arms, and shouted uncontrollably, "Envy ......"