Yan Yu's horse went completely crazy, running fast, Yan Yu lay on the horse's back, a little at a loss for a while, if she jumped at this time, this body is too weak, if she falls, something may happen, if she doesn't jump, this horse is already crazy, and it is completely unsafe on it.

At this moment, I heard a familiar loud shout, still so cold and arrogant, still so ······ Irascible.

"Yan Yu! Vault! ”

Feng Junqian didn't know when, but he actually rode a horse to catch up with her crazy horse.

Yan Yu was lying on the back of the horse, but she was a little scared, the speed of the horse was too fast, and her little face was a little nervous, as if she was still doing a psychological struggle, obviously, Feng Junqian, this person, for her, actually did not have a sense of trust and security, she didn't know how to trust him.

Feng Junqian's face turned a little pale, looked at Yan Yu, and said sharply: "Vault, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Jump the horse! ”

Yan Yu's heart jumped suddenly, and suddenly met his eyes, in those deep eyes, in the eyes that made people unable to see the bottom, at this time, there was no half of the unfathomable, only full of panic and fear, fear? Will Feng Junqian also be afraid?

At this moment, Yan Yu only felt that Feng Junqian seemed to have suddenly changed from a god-like figure to a mortal.

Yan Yu was a little dazed for a while, I don't know what emotion it was, surprised? Unbelievable? Or maybe there's a hint of softness?

"Jump, Yan Yu, you can't delay any longer, there is Taihu Lake in front, you will fall into the water, don't be afraid, believe me."

Yan Yu actually believed him, or rather, she believed those eyes.

Yan Yu let go of his hand and jumped with his eyes closed.

At the same time, Feng Junqian's toes tapped the saddle, and then jumped up, and flew to catch Yan Yu of the vaulting horse in his arms, and then fell to the ground by the huge inertial impact, Feng Junqian's arms tightly circled her, protecting her in his arms, she was still so small, nestled in his arms like a kitten.

Yan Yu thought that after jumping off the horse, she would have to endure huge impact and pain, and she was even mentally prepared not to get out of bed for three months, but what she didn't expect was that she seemed to have fallen into a cotton ball, so soft, but much more tenacious than the cotton ball, and the conjectured pain did not appear at all.

Yan Yu cautiously opened his eyes and saw himself lying in a wide embrace.

She quietly poked her head out of that embrace, looked at the cold and arrogant handsome face, blinked, and didn't seem to have come back to her senses for a while.

To be exact, I shouldn't have been able to believe that Feng Junqian would save her?!

Feng Junqian's cold voice came: "Don't get up yet?" It's comfortable to press on this king? ”

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was still lying in his arms now!

This ambiguous posture is really incomparably reverie······

Yan Yu remembered this guy's "different habits", and instantly stood on end in fright, and with a "poof", he got up with his hands and feet quickly, and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment: "That, what, of course I didn't deliberately press on Aiqing." ”

Why does that sound weird?

Feng Junqian stood up with his body propped up, frowning slightly, probably with some injuries on his body, Yan Yu hurriedly said, "Did I hurt you?" ”

？？？ Why does this sound even stranger?!

Feng Junqian said with a dark face: "You better take care of yourself." ”