Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2322 Desert (24)

The wind and sand are so strong that it will fascinate people's eyes.

Her Royal Highness, the little princess with a slender figure, was sitting on a horse, facing the cold wind blowing in front of her.

She squinted her eyes and reached out to block it.

The horse under her was restless, its tail flicking.

This is Adair Khan's horse, and he is very loyal to his master.

On weekdays, he has a strong temper, except for Adair Khan, the others never allow him to ride.

Not even Atema had ever ridden one.

I am used to arrogance on weekdays, but today I was suddenly ridden by a woman...

It lifted its foot and walked around a couple of times.

Some irritably screamed, shaking his head back and forth.

If Adair Khan hadn't been holding on to the rein, he might have thrown the woman off his back immediately.

And Her Royal Highness the little princess, who is soft and weak, is sitting on a high horse, and it is very frightening to watch.

I am afraid that I will accidentally fall down and bump into something.

"How about I come down? It seems... It doesn't like me a bit."

Her Royal Highness, the weak little princess, spoke carefully and softly.

Posture, coming down.

It was wobbly, and it was shocking to watch.

Adair Khan patted the horse's head.

After all, it was the horse he raised, and there was a bit of tacit understanding.

The fat and healthy horse barked twice after being photographed.

Then, reluctantly, it fell silent.

The ponytail flicked twice and lowered the horse's head.

Barely settle down.

"Sit down."

He took her hand and passed the rein into her hand.

She blinked and took it.

In the next second, he buckled the saddle with one hand and got on the horse.

A wolf-like breath came from behind him overwhelmingly.

Firmly, firmly, wrapped her up.

He took her hand and grabbed the reins.

"Are you afraid?"

A low voice came from behind, and the horse turned its head.

The wind was blowing from behind, and his body blocked it.

The raging wind also made the aura on him extraordinarily strong.

Too strong to ignore.

Sitting on the horse, she could feel his warmth behind her.

Like a volcano, powerful and extraordinarily secure.

The rough palm rested firmly on her hand.

The temperature above was very high, she flinched, feeling a little hot for no reason.

I even want to blow a cold wind.

"..." She pursed her lips.

"Don't be afraid, I believe in you."

After the words fell, he seemed to laugh.

The reins tightened instantly.

"Sit down."

When the horse ran, because of inertia, she immediately leaned into his arms.

In fact, there is no need to sit still, because his hands are around her waist, tightly surrounding her.

With the wind on his back, the horse ran towards the outside of the tribe.

There was a sound of horseshoes, and many people looked up in the tent.

Reckless and flamboyant.

Her Royal Highness the little princess was leaning in his arms, her little face shrunk in the fur coat's fluff.

Slightly squinting his moist eyes, he looked outside.

His cheeks were a little red, and he looked excited.

There was a little bit of excitement on the brows.

Looking around, she held his hand quietly.

The surrounding scene is changing rapidly, from a group of yurts to an endless flat sand dune.

The sky is gray and dark, but after turning over this sand dune, I found that the sky in the distance is blue, blue and white.

The endless plateau, the looming snow-capped mountains hidden behind the clouds.

The wind blows gray clouds across, and in the center of the sky, like a huge axe, separates the two sides.

Half dark, half stunning.

As the sun swayed, it passed through the clouds one by one like beams of light.

Sway on the earth, in the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)