Chapter 543: That Horse Is Yours

Two teenagers came from that side, one in red clothes and black hair, dressed in a riding suit, a red jacket, a vest of the same color, and red knight pants, with a handsome and heroic face. Another young man was dressed in red and silver-haired, with lotus flowers embroidered on his crimson robe, lining his bewitching face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were charming.

The indescribable match between two people, of course, is to ignore the situation that these two are men.

Zhuge Yi snorted disdainfully, took Da Zhou's hand and left: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's going to be late in a while, and the horses will be selected." ”

"Huh...... Eh, but ...... "Gongsun Zhou is unwilling, the little priest is still there, he wants to go with the little priest."

"Don't be, I didn't see that Jiang Yingshi was already overwhelmed by that fox fan!" Zhuge Yi himself didn't notice that his tone was sour, since Jiang Yingshi followed Master Shangguan that day, he regarded Master Shangguan as a whining fox spirit in his heart, and he thought even more angrily: Mother doesn't even let go of a man.

Zhuge Ming spoke at the right time, he pursed his lips and smiled: "It's easy to say, the three of us haven't ridden a horse for a long time, why don't you take advantage of this horseback riding class to relax, I've been examining and writing papers all day long this time, and I'm tired of thinking about it." ”

Even Ming said so, Gongsun Zhou could only be dragged away by Zhuge Yi like a frosted eggplant.

"Well, with this glove, I'm not afraid of strangling my hand." You must know that the ancient reins were very rough, not like the modern ones that have been treated. Yun Qiange put on her gloves in a broken way, her tone sounded very happy, but the corner of her eyes swept over the three teenagers who left, and her expression gradually dimmed, was she a little lost?

And Shangguan Ning saw that the princess was wearing a lotus pattern glove sewn by herself, her face was slightly red, and the stream of happiness flowed in his heart, princess, think of Ning'er, Ning'er, she has always been by your side!

On the horse farm, the wind is roaring.

The students stood in a row on the racecourse, each holding a BMW of their own choosing.

After a simple teaching, the master who taught equestrianism let everyone play on their own, after all, practice is always better than the reality of words.

Gongsun Zhou is leading a jujube red horse.

Zhuge Ming picked a Mongolian horse.

But Zhuge Yi and Yun Qiange quarreled because they fell in love with the same horse, and the horse they fancied was the most expensive horse in the academy, the Tucker horse. This kind of horse has a thin head and a high neck, slender limbs, thin skin and fine hair, light steps, great strength, fast speed, and strong endurance. It is the oldest horse breed in the Kirin Kingdom.

"Jiang Yingshi, you come down for me, I came in first!" Zhuge Yi gritted his teeth, holding the reins and refusing to let go.

Yun Qiange sat on the horse, and pulled Zhuge Yi's fingers away from the reins one by one: "Boy, you can't tame the horse if you don't have the ability to do it, so don't hold on to the reins!" ”

Zhuge Yi directly hugged the horse's legs and roared!

"Who the hell are you talking about who is not capable!"

"Whoever doesn't have the ability to talk about whom!"

The sound of arguing came from that side, Gongsun Zhou was anxious, and Zhuge Ming rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, these two quarreled again, are they natural enemies?

Zhuge Ming walked over, and he who had always been silent actually spoke: "Jiang Yingshi, come down." “

"Why should you let me down?" Yun Qiange raised her eyebrows, how could she let go of what she fancied?

"Even if this horse is tamed by you, if the score comes first, you can only ride the last remaining horse." Zhuge Ming stretched out his hand and pointed, his eyebrows indifferently pierced the facts: "That horse is yours." ”

In the corner, the smallest and thinnest pony with typical stunted growth finally had a sense of presence, and stomped his steps.

The students on the field couldn't help but laugh quietly.