Yes and how.

Pei Xibao blinked, leaned over and gently blew at the scar on Yan Qi's back: "Grandmother coaxes me like this every time." ”

She is very treasure-giving.

The soft breath brushed the blood, a little stinging, a little itching, but it seemed to turn into an unbearable teasing, scraping the heart, causing indescribable ripples.

It's quite self-defeating.

"Does it work?" His slightly darkened expression clearly disagreed with her.

The corners of Pei Xibao's mouth twitched: "Then are you still in so much pain now?" She asked rhetorically with implication, the feeling of being cared for and pampered is contagious and greedy.

It's not about pain, it's about mood.

This was really difficult for Yan Qi to answer for a while.

Pei Xibao smiled and stuffed the dates in his hand to him: "Grandmother allowed me to learn to ride a horse in the Humble Vine Garden." She cautiously tested Yanqi's reaction.

The boy was a little surprised, but wondered how she managed to convince the old lady in a bright way.

He pinched the date repeatedly, and he didn't need to eat it to know it, and it was very sweet: "You want to know about the Jockey Club?" ”

Pei Xibao nodded honestly: "I want to ask you, what are the ...... at the horse club" She didn't know anything about Bajun, and even now she was confused.

Yan Qi threw the dates into his mouth, got out of bed and put on his coat, and the moon-white robe brushed his back to cover his beautiful waistline: "Bow down, ride and shoot, race speed." "And that's only part of it.

Pei Xibao crossed her fingers and thought about it, there are so many tricks, how can she have time to be familiar with the same?

Yan Qi saw it: "Hitting the bow is not the power of one person, riding and shooting is not a day's work, you don't have to care, you are most likely to excel in the speed." ”

The boy has broken the best path.

Pei Xibao is smart, and he sees the control and familiarity of the feather on the horse farm.

"Although the feather is underage, it is a god horse that is difficult to find, in terms of speed, it will not lose, as long as it is bold enough." Yan Qi was determined, of course, what he didn't say was that it was up to who could control the feather, which was probably the only thing Pei Xibao was not so ashamed of.

After all, the Eight Horses Club, which family's foal is not carefully trained by Wanjin?

Pei Xibao was excited, his eyes were full of anticipation and ambition, as if he had won the leader of the eight horses.

Since that day, Miss Bao has been hanging out in the Humble Vine Garden Pony Farm every day, oh yes, and carrying a basket of carrots to feather, and for a few days, the foal has been no worse than Yanqi.

Sure enough, it's a glutton.

Occasionally, Pei Yunjin would secretly come to the garden to see the little cousin dancing on horseback, with her arms tied up with wide feather sleeves and all the rings and jade, Pei Xibao's long eyelashes were like a fan and she smiled and groaned, but she was very dazzling in the spring sun.

It's a bit simple and sassy.

Pei Yunjin's eyes rarely revealed joy and envy.

Halfway through the silkworm month.

The Eight Jockey Clubs arrived as scheduled.

The bronze bell rang in the early morning, and the gongs and drums on the mountain were noisy, Li Taishou didn't want Pei Sheng to miss it, so he specially invited him who could get out of bed to host with him.

Once a year, thousands of people are empty, not only because of the young talents of the sons of the family, but also because of the gimmicks this year.

Pei Xibao.

The little pearl who is not out of the gate of the Nanjun Governor's house actually wants to represent the family and fight.

Some people were curious and some laughed, but this did not hinder Miss Bao's determination.

When the Pei family's mighty horse team appeared at the racecourse, the full stands burst into a different kind of applause, and the head of the thirteen commercial houses and the family in charge of the people's livelihood and military affairs of Nanjun should be so beautiful.

The black horse galloped, majestic in the sky, and the jade white horse in the center was particularly conspicuous, it was Pei Xibao, she held her head high and seemed not to be afraid of the stunned and inquiring eyes of everyone.

Xuansi golden whip held in the palm, petite but slender, she is wearing a light and gorgeous shirt today, peach and green reflect spring, the long black hair is simply tied on the top of the hairpin a red jade coral, Pei Xibao Yingying smiled lightly, it makes people feel that this spring is not in the landscape, but in her.

She is a beautiful embryo, and now, everyone in Nanjun knows it.

Yan Qi stood from a distance and saw the little girl's face full of arrogance and confidence, she probably didn't know how dazzling she was, Pei Xibao was only in her cardamom years now, and after two or three years, she would fade away from immaturity and precipitate charm, perhaps, the so-called thousands of charming and beautiful people in the world's mouth, it was nothing more than that.

The young man was slightly stunned and hurriedly turned his head, Li Taishou and Duwei Pei Sheng on the main stage were chatting happily, and the audience was full of voices, and the left officials and right businessmen exchanged heads.

The ancestor of the Pei family squinted, and there was only Pei Xibao's figure in his pupils.

"Old lady, this is your little granddaughter?" Mrs. Taishou is more than fifty years old, and she grabs the silk handkerchief and does not hide her joy, because of the relationship between Li Chongxiao, she and the old lady are also rebellious.

Mrs. Pei bowed her head, and Fang's eyebrows smiled: "Bao'er has her own ideas, we can't stop it." ”

"It's called 'where there is a father, there must be a daughter,'" Mrs. Taishou smiled and said, "Well, it's really good, my two sons don't have this ability, and they can be regarded as 'only reading the books of sages.'" ”

In vain, Li Chongxiao Taishou was still a general with great military achievements, but she was the youngest daughter of Pei Duwei's family, and she did not lose to the young man.

"No, Nanjun can't find a second girl like this." The ladies who were flamboyant followed the trend, and in front of Mrs. Pei, what kind of words were pleasing to the ear and what words were exciting.

"Yo," said a bitter smile behind the crowd, "good sister, that's not what you said two days ago*. "When the Eight Horses Club didn't start, how many people were laughing at Miss Pei's family for showing up, why now, when the limelight fell, most of the walls collapsed.

It is these pretentious countertops that are dismantled.

Where there are many women, there are many rights and wrongs.

The old lady smiled quietly, obviously not taking these finches to heart.

Pei Xibao on the horse farm touched the mane of the feather, and he didn't know what he was muttering in his ear, and the foal trampled the horse's hooves back and forth as if he understood.

The little girl smiled, and when she looked back, she saw Yan Qi in the distance in a daze facing the viewing platform.

In the female family's seat, Pei Xibao said "ah", by the way, Yanqi is indeed at the age of marriage, doesn't she have a favorite young lady of the family?

She was about to follow her gaze when she heard a clear call fall from her ears.

"Miss Pei."

Pei Xibao responded, turned his head and found that the man was kicking on a black horse, and Yushu was in a dignified posture in the wind, but there was a bit of greed in his eyes.

"Young Master of the Song family." Pei Xibao bowed slightly.

The man was a little surprised: "Do you recognize me?" "They've never met.

Pei Xibao clamped the horse's belly, turned over the feather and walked in front of him with his head held high: "The name has been admired for a long time." ”

No, it's a name at all, the young master of the Song family and her lobby brother are "like-minded" fox friends and dogs, Pei Xibao has listened to Aunt Zhao and the eldest lady complaining.

Naturally, I took it to heart.