"Who knows, it's about the edge of the eye." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"What's the rim of the eye?" The eighth master lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Why is this coming back?" Mao Tongtong was overjoyed and hurriedly got up to greet him.

The eighth master walked over with a smile and said, "It's nothing to do today, I think you're bored, I'll take you out for a walk." ”

"Okay!" Mao Tongtong said happily: "If the master doesn't come back, the slave is about to talk to her cousin." ”

"Who did you just say has eyes?" The eighth master asked.

"Who else, Princess Lotus." Mao Tongtong said helplessly: "I just ran over to deliver the medicine, and I pulled the slave maid and talked for a long time." ”

The eighth master looked at Mao Tongtong for a while and said with a smile: "It's also interesting." There are so many female dependents, why did she find you? ”

"That's right! So the slave maid said that this was probably the edge of the eye. Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

The eighth master shook his head with a smile and said, "Let's go, the master will take you to see the grassland scenery." ”

Mao Tongtong nodded hurriedly, asked Qingzhu to tie her cloak and followed the eighth master out of the door.

Today, the sun is shining brightly, with a gentle breeze blowing, mixed with the unique scent of grass on the grassland. Mao Tongtong took a deep breath, felt the warm sunshine, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"Do you dare to ride a horse?" The eighth master turned around and asked her.

"Huh?" Mao Tongtong raised his hands and said with a bitter face: "Master thinks the slave can ride like this?" ”

"Master will take you." The eighth master smiled.

"That slave must dare!" Mao Tongtong suddenly laughed. It's very romantic to ride together! I remember watching that kind of costume TV series before, the male protagonist hugged the female protagonist and rode the same horse among the green mountains and green waters, slowly talking sweet words while walking, which was very enviable when I watched it!

Chen Guo had already led the eighth master's horse at this time, and Mao Tongtong knew that it was carefully cared for when he saw the horse's oily and slippery hair.

The eighth master reached out and touched the horse's head, and the horse himself put his head into the palm of the eighth master's hand, and deliberately rubbed it, and there seemed to be an attachment in his eyes.

"This horse is so docile." Mao Tongtong looked like it, and couldn't help but want to touch it, but she was afraid that the horse would recognize the person, so she wouldn't touch it.

Seeing Mao Tongtong's careful appearance that he wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch, the eighth master smiled and said to the horse: "Bai Lu, this is Tongtong." ”

The horse actually glanced at Mao Tongtong with the voice of the eighth master, and his eyes seemed to be looking at something.

"Bai Lu, hello, I'm Mao Tongtong." Mao Tongtong smiled at the horse.

The horse continued to rub in the palm of the eighth master's hand, but he lowered his eyes and didn't look at Mao Tongtong.

"Is this a slave who doesn't look down on it?" Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master in disbelief.

The eighth master smiled slightly and said, "Bai Lu is not easy for people to touch. ”

"Hmph, if you don't touch it, you won't touch it." Mao Tongtong pouted.

The eighth master smiled and took her hand and put it on Bai Lu's head. Bai Lu glanced at Mao Tongtong and did not dodge.

Why is it called Bai **** Tongtong asked while touching: "Is it because the time she was born was Bai Lu?" ”

The eighth master shook his head and said, "The first day he came to me happened to be Bai Lu. And you see him, he has brown fur all over his body, and only four of the horse's hooves are a little white. ”

Mao Tongtong looked down, and sure enough, it was so. There were really only four horses with a little white on their hooves, and there was no other stray hair on their bodies.

After being familiar with Bai Lu for a while, the eighth master first picked up Mao Tongtong on the horse, then turned over on the horse himself, stopped Mao Tongtong in his arms, and the two slowly walked outside the camp.

Out of the camp, there is an open grassland, and at a glance, it seems that the edge of the grassland is connected with the sky. The verdant colors are very pleasant to look at, and there is a feeling of freedom both physically and mentally.

"The nomadic life is actually quite good, and it is not confined to one place." Mao Tongtong said with emotion.

The eighth master smiled and said, "For most people, wandering makes people feel unsteady after all. "That's why there will always be ambitious people who yearn for the Forbidden City. Didn't the former Manchu people also enter the customs because of this and became the master of the world!

"What you said makes sense. It's good to experience it once in a while, but staying in a fixed place can really make people feel unsure. Mao Tongtong nodded.

For most Chinese, a stable life is a solid life. That's why in modern times, so many people would rather take out a loan of tens or millions to buy a house. Because I have a fixed residence, I feel that I have a stable home.

Throughout the ages, the pursuit of Chinese in this regard has never changed.

The two chatted casually while walking all the way, and sometimes when a topic ended, Mao Tongtong quietly leaned on the arms of the eighth master, enjoying a leisurely time, and did not feel embarrassed.

"Would you like to experience what it's like to run?" The eighth master asked softly.

"Then the master should hold the slave and maid tightly." Mao Tongtong said. She still had some lingering palpitations.

The eighth master chuckled, hugged her tighter, and sped up. Mao Tongtong subconsciously closed his eyes.

There was a sound of wind ringing in her ears, and her back was tightly pressed against the eighth master's chest, and she didn't dare to move.

"Don't be afraid, there is a master." The eighth master's deep voice sounded in her ears.

It was probably the eighth master's embrace that gave her a sense of security, or the eighth master's skillful riding skills, which made her gradually let down her guard, and she finally dared to open her eyes and experience the feeling of galloping a horse.

"Are you still afraid?" The eighth master asked again.

Mao Tongtong shook his head, with a faint look of excitement on his face, and said, "Master, when the slave and maid are ready, teach the slave and maid to ride a horse!" ”

"Okay!" The eighth master responded with a smile. He had that in mind.

The two of them ran a long way away, and they came to a lake.

The white clouds in the sky are reflected in the crystal clear water, and it looks like a mirror on the vast grassland.

The eighth master slowed down and stopped by the lake.

The two dismounted, and Bai Lu went to drink water by the lake. The eighth master and Mao Tongtong found a random place to sit down.

The warm sun shone on his body, making people drowsy, Mao Tongtong simply lay down on the grass with his clothes, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Seeing that she looked comfortable, the eighth master also learned to lie down beside her.

The world seemed to have become quiet all of a sudden. If you listen closely, you can hear the breathing of the people around you, the sound of the breeze skimming over the grass, the sound of Bai Lu drinking water by the lake, and the sound of white clouds floating in the sky.

After a long time, when Mao Tongtong was about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt heat blowing over her face. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the eighth master's face was close at hand.

Before she could speak, the eighth master lowered his head and kissed her.

With a sigh, she hooked the eighth master's neck and began to respond to this gentle kiss.

Not far away, Bai Lu looked at the two people hugging each other and snorted.