Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

The good place Meng Beichen mentioned was the racecourse. Han Yixing was very excited to meet horses other than Polaris, and he also prepared the clothes, which looked like couples' riding outfits.

He changed his clothes at home and got into his cool sports car.

Han Yixing felt like she was sitting in a dream, Cinderella in the fairy tale turned into a princess, and in the real world, it played out on her, Meng Beichen was so kind to her, it made her a little unreal.

She was no longer in the mood to wonder if he was just making up for it. In short, she felt very happy.

It was a convertible sports car, she couldn't help but stand up and opened her arms and shouted: "I'm so happy!" But the hat on her head was blown off by the wind, she hurried to pull him. [

"Hat! Hat! My hat fell off." Looking back, the red hat was some distance away from them.

Meng Beichen had no choice but to back the car, picked it up for her, and patted ashes to help her put it on, "Sit down obediently, don't stand up randomly." He didn't expect her to stand up suddenly, but when he saw her The way he looked, he was also infected.

"Understood, by the way, why did you think of taking me to ride a horse?"

"Don't you want to go?" He asked back, driving with one hand, holding her hand with the other, it's small and soft, after more than a month of careful protection by him, the wound on her hand has completely disappeared .

"Of course not." In fact, she was excited.

"Han Yixing!"

"Ah?" She was suddenly called out by first and last name, which made her stunned for a moment.

"You know what else did I think of on the wedding day?"

Marriage seems to be very far away. At that time, didn't they all think about how to get rid of each other?

"I've been thinking about why your hands are so small and soft, so at that time, I didn't want to let go." It was a very strange thought. At that time, he obviously hated this little guy.

But there is such a weird idea.

Han Yixing gave him a strange look, and couldn't help but look down at his right hand. He had never felt that his hand was small, but compared to his, it seemed really small.

She pouted and said depressedly: "At that time, I was thinking, this hateful uncle, he wants to crush my hand,"