Originally, the horse that Yao Qingmu rode was also a famous horse, but now he is crazy, and the speed is even faster, and it starts earlier than Rong Yun's horse, so it is naturally not easy to catch up.

Yao Qingmu felt that his arm was getting more and more sore, and his palm began to go numb, almost unable to grasp it.

Fortunately, she was still calm, gritted her teeth, and pulled the long horsehair in her hand a few times.

The first method didn't work, and Rong Yun shouted to her again: "Qingmu, hold my hand." As he spoke, he stretched his arm towards her as far as he could.

Yao Qingmu sat up straight, turned sideways, and tried to let go of a hand to grab his.

With a bump, she almost fell, and the hand she had just stretched out instinctively retracted and hugged the horse's neck.

The horse ran faster and farther, and Yao Qingmu's situation became more and more dangerous.

So Rong Yun encouraged her again, "Qingmu, reach out to me, it's okay, try again." ”

His words inexplicably reassured her, so Yao Qingmu was bold and stretched out her arm again.

Suddenly, the chestnut horse spotted another horse that had been chasing from the side, was frightened again, neighed, and leaped high with its front hooves.

Yao Qingmu was thrown out at once.

At the last moment, Rong Yun stepped on the horse's pedals, jumped up with the help of his strength, and hugged Yao Qingmu, who had been thrown in mid-air, tightly in his arms.

Helplessly, the momentum was too great, Rong Yun landed unsteadily, the two hugged each other, and rolled on the grass for a long time before stopping.

Rong Yun half-propped up, held her shoulders with both hands, and asked, "Qingmu, how is it, are you okay?" ”

Yao Qingmu's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, there was soft grass under him, and in front of him was Rong Yun's anxious handsome face, and he couldn't relax for a while, "It's okay......"

His voice trembled a little, with a hint of weakness.

Rong Yun's heart trembled, this tone felt so familiar, and then looked at her pale and Xiaofeng-like face, she was a little in a trance, raised her hand and gently brushed her side face, brushed her broken hair on the side of her lips behind her ears, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Brother Yun?"

"Oh, are you alright?" Rong Yun came back to his senses, hurriedly got up, and asked again.

Yao Qingmu was not so squeamish, moved his arms and legs, stood up and walked a few steps, "It's okay, my arms and legs are still there, they haven't been broken." ”

Rong Yun shook his head helplessly, "You, when are you not so reckless?" ”

Yao Qingmu could hear it, although it was a blaming word, but there was obviously a bit of pampering in his tone.

Sticking out his tongue, he said embarrassedly: "When I was happy, I forgot about it, and I thought it was a BMW." ”

Rong Yun laughed a few times when he heard this, "It's indeed a BMW, but this BMW is not the 'BMW'." ”

Yao Qingmu was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Rong Yun to make a joke about herself, and then she laughed too.

"Looks like I'm not here at the right time." A cold sentence interrupted the originally joyful atmosphere.

It turned out that Shen Heyi also chased after him on horseback.

"Hehe, it's true that there are some bad times, come a little earlier, you can help me." Rong Yun didn't mind, but followed his words and reversed the meaning of his words.

Shen Heyi looked at Yao Qingmu carefully, and saw that she could say that she could go, and she should be fine, and said: "Since there is no problem, then go back quickly, her personal little father-in-law is just crying a handful of snot and tears." ”

Rong Yun nodded, "Okay, let's go back." So saying, he led the horses that had stopped in front of him.