"Princess, what a coincidence." Seeing that it was Huo Zihao, Li Chuluan raised his eyebrows and loosened the tightened horsewhip.

"Princess, where are you going! I'll send you. Huo Zihao smiled sincerely, revealing his eight big white teeth.

"Do you care?" Li Chuluan didn't want to pay attention to Huo Zihao, and his tone was a little impatient.

Huo Zihao thought about it in the direction that Li Chuluan had just ridden his horse, if he didn't guess wrong, Li Chuluan wanted to go out of the city to the suburbs just now, Huo Zihao pondered for a moment and said, "Princess, I plan to go to the suburbs, do you want to go?" ”

"It's good to gallop a horse, and it's good to relax and relax."

Li Chuluan lowered his eyes and hummed absentmindedly.

"Okay!" After getting Li Chuluan's reply, Huo Zihao smiled even more happily, waved his horsewhip, took a step ahead, and beckoned to Li Chuluan, "The princess follows me!" Let's see who gets out of the city first! Drive-"

Li Chuluan's "fighting spirit" was provoked by Huo Zihao, and he immediately waved his horsewhip, followed Huo Zihao closely, and shouted heroically: "This palace horse race has never lost to anyone!" ”

"Haha, that's the first to concede!" Huo Zihao continued to provoke in front.

The two did not give in to each other, no matter how good they were, and soon sweated profusely.

When he arrived at the outskirts and got off the horse, Li Chuluan lay directly on the grass, looking up at the orange sky.

"Sasa-" A slight breeze blows, adding a touch of style to this piece of tranquility.

Li Chuluan's mood was a little heavy, his eyelids drooped, thinking about his thoughts, and he completely regarded Huo Zihao on the side as an invisible person.

Huo Zihao knew in his heart that only Song Jinli could make Li Chuluan like this, but in his heart, he hoped that it was not that man.

He cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, how is Song Jinli?" He drank so much with His Royal Highness King Xiang today, and now he must be very uncomfortable. ”

"It's okay, I'm still hiding my futon to see Zhou Gong." Li Chuluan said.

"I'm sorry for this morning's incident, it's me Meng Lang." Huo Zihao took out the white grandma candy man from his sleeve that he had queued up for a long time to buy.

"Specially bought to atone for the princess's sins." Huo Zihao's face was full of helplessness.

Li Chuluan saw the candy man in Huo Zihao's hand, his eyes lit up, and his expression of loss was slightly retracted.

"This is Grandma Bai's family?"

"Exactly." Huo Zihao shook the sugar man in his hand, opened the candy paper, and handed it to Li Chuluan.

Li Chuluan did not refuse Huo Zihao's sugar man, stretched out her fragrant tongue, and licked it slightly, the sweet maltose filled her taste buds, and the sweet taste did not reach the bottom of her heart.

"It's still the same taste as before......" Li Chuluan couldn't help but sigh.

When did she like to eat such sweet things, she used to hate sweets the most......

"I like it, I heard that the recipe for this white grandma's maltose has been passed down from generation to generation, and the taste will not change."

"Hmmm......"

"Actually, the princess! Song Jinli ...... "Huo Zihao is a little not poor, and a trace of anger appeared on his resolute and handsome face.

"Enough! Don't mention that person! Li Chuluan held the grass on the grass tightly and uprooted the grass.

At this moment, she is no longer in the mood to eat the sugar man, obviously such a sweet thing, but it is extremely bitter in her mouth.

Huo Zihao wanted to say something, bit his lip and leaned against the tree behind him, quietly watching the person he liked walk to the horse, and feed the grass to her foal with a gloomy expression.

"If only people were horses...... Li Chuluan brushed his mane on the snow, rubbed the head of the snow, and stepped on the snow. The sound was considered to be in response to Li Chuluan, and he lowered his noble head so that Li Chuluan could easily rub it. If you are good to him, he will be willing to be good to you. ”

Li Chuluan closed his eyes, hid the low flow under his eyes into his heart, and affectionately touched the head of the horse stepping on the snow.

PS: The last saved manuscript is gone!! Enter the state of codeword struggling!

I need motivation! Impetus!