No wonder he looked so calm, it turned out that he really drank too much last night, and he couldn't remember what happened.

At this moment, facing Zhao Cheng's deep gaze, Song Qing's expression was really indescribable.

So only I remember those discordant scenes last night?

When I think about it, I feel a little cautious.

Seeing that Song Qing didn't speak, Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, but his face was silent. His gaze fell lightly on Song Qing's face, and he whispered.

"Last night?"

When Song Qing heard this, he subconsciously took a step back.

The scene from last night flashed in his mind, and Song Qing's face instantly burned.

"No, nothing."

"You're good on wine, yes, you're good on wine, you fell asleep after drinking last night. After that, I also fell asleep and woke up to dawn. ”

"yes, that's it, so there was nothing last night."

Zhao Cheng didn't say anything after hearing this, and nodded after glancing at Song Qing.

"So, yes."

"Let's go back first."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng turned around and walked in front with his back to Song Qing. The moment he turned around, his cold and hard face softened, and the corners of his lips also curled a little.

Feeling the heat coming from his face, Zhao Cheng was quite uncomfortable. At this moment, he can feel the slow movement of the person behind him without looking back.

Next, Song Qing slowly followed behind Zhao Cheng, and after the two of them walked out one after the other, she heard Zhao Cheng whistle.

Then they saw a black steed galloping from a distance, and soon arrived in front of them.

Song looked up at the black steed that came to the front, although she didn't know anything about horses, she could tell that it was a good horse.

"This horse looks very spiritual, what's its name?"

"It's called Treading Clouds."

"It turns out that this horse is called Tayun, and the name is quite good, and it is a good match for it."

Maybe it was because he heard Song Qing say that its name was good, so he snorted his nose, and then lowered his head and rubbed Song Qing's arm with his head.

"It feels pretty good." Song said softly, reaching out and touching its neck.

Turning his head to look at the man beside him, Song Qing said embarrassedly: "Third Master let's discuss, wait for you to ride a little slower." ”

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, he reached out and grabbed Song Qing's waist and flew on the horse.

Unlike when she came, she was on a horse, and the only thing that was the same was that she was still sitting in front of him.

"Drive-"

Zhao Cheng waved the reins, and the horse ran out in an instant. At first, Song Qing couldn't help but close her eyes, and it was obvious that this time she could feel that the horse's speed was not too fast at the beginning.

The wind whistled across his face.

After getting used to the speed of the horse's running, Song Qing slowly opened his eyes.

Although it still feels fast, it is much calmer than the horror I felt yesterday.

On the way back to the city, the atmosphere was a little quiet, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard except for the wind.

On horseback, Song poked the arm that was on her waist with a light finger.

Song Qing: "Third master." ”

Zhao Cheng: "Hmm. ”

Song Qing: "You have a strong smell of wine." ”

Zhao Cheng: "Don't like it? ”

Song nodded lightly, "Well, a little." ”

She doesn't drink alcohol, so naturally she smells uncomfortable.

“……”

Zhao Cheng lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on her shoulder. Looking at the bruised tooth marks, his face was hot and he looked into the distance.

"I'll take care of you in the future."

Song was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then lowered his head and laughed.