President's Midnight Lover

"Brofeng - stop now! I am your master now! You must listen to me!"

Holding the horse's neck with both hands, Gu Qianmeng gritted her teeth and ordered. Secretary Dongying reminded that as long as she sits on the horse's back, she is a heroic equestrian. She will never fall off the horse's back. Glory to every rider!

Instead of being unable to fall embarrassingly from the horse's back, Gu Qianmeng has the ambition to control Pofeng.

But Qicheng's Po Feng, who is endowed with majesty and prestige, is one in a thousand, and has gone through a lot of tempering. How can Gu Qianmeng, an outsider Khan, be able to easily control it?

In other words, Gu Qianmeng can sit steadily on the horseback, all controlled by Qi Cheng!

He is helping her?

"You poor stewed horse—you want to die! Stop!" She couldn't bear Gu Qianmeng's overthinking, she yelled, then raised the whip, tightened the rein, and tried to let Pofeng relax, she didn't want to Like Yan Meier, she fell into the trap.

He let out an earth-shattering roar, raised his hooves, and made a leaping posture, with his lower jaw slightly lowered, his eyes piercing, and he ran wildly through the wind.

"—Ah! Stop!"

Constantly changing her strength, Gu Qianmeng pulled the rein straight away, causing Pofeng to spin wildly on the spot. Her screams were just to lure Pofeng to become even more arrogant!

Everyone in the stands looked at Yan Meier who had been rescued, and once again saw Gu Qianmeng riding unsteadily on the horseback. That dangerous figure was petite, weak, trembling, but with a certain firmness He was so stubborn that he was about to fall shatteringly several times, making people shake their heads uncontrollably and sigh in shock.

There is no trick to the horse's hooves, and the hero's shadowless feet with profound inner strength are nothing more than this!

Pofeng didn't mean to stand still at all, Gu Qianmeng was pasted on the horse's back like a dog skin plaster, refusing to let go, panting heavily!

"With you, can I surrender?" Really convinced, Gu Qianmeng didn't want to go around anymore, dizzy and dizzy!

"It's not easy for us anyway, and No.3 is not bad." She let go of her hand, and her body bumped as the horse galloped wildly.

But when it encountered the guardrail, Pofeng stopped abruptly, raised his hooves slightly, and let out a whine.

As if he could feel the abnormality of Pofeng, Gu Qianmeng couldn't help reaching out to touch Ma'er's eyelids, his heart suddenly softened, "Don't be afraid-don't be afraid, Pofeng, don't be afraid-"

Shaking the ponytail, Pofeng roared again.

"Can't I just say I'm sorry? I didn't do it on purpose. If you run like this, everyone will be scared—but I know, Pofeng, you are a boy—"

Pursing her dry lips and smiling, Gu Qianmeng bowed her head and kissed the horse's hair. She shouldn't have taught the horse just now, and Pofeng would only accept Qi Cheng's orders, and her interference is undoubtedly not good for Pofeng.

Everything is quiet.

Gu Qianmeng grabbed Pofeng's hair again and patted the horse's belly, "Let's go."

The psychic horse got a little excited, stepped back a few steps, and then jumped over the guardrail. It was heroic, and its reddish-brown ponytail, under the warm orange sunlight, showed the dignity of a dragon!

"She can subdue your breaking wind—given time!" Qi Ye said with his hands on the mast, his tone of affirmation, and his dark eyes reflected a burst of joy.

"The broken wind is mine." There was no difference between the calm face and the paralyzed face. Qi Cheng pinched the tie with his hands and loosened it gracefully. Return to the racecourse.

Obviously, Qi Ye also noticed this, moved his heels slightly, and whispered something into Dongying's ear.

Keeping Qi Ye's words in mind, Dongying pursed her lips, but when she passed by Qi Cheng, Dongying couldn't help but stop and patted Qi Cheng's shoulder.

"Master Qi Cheng, your tie—"

"Is there a problem?" Turning around slightly, Qi Cheng looked at Dong Ying with a peaceful face, showing his usual indifference, holding his hand on the tie, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Master Qi Cheng——The tie is too loose, it looks immodest when negotiating with the British business representative—"

Looking around, Dongying knew that Leng Qingcheng was not there, so she discovered such a mistake, so she smiled and took a step closer tentatively.

Raising his jaw thoughtfully, Qi Chengcheng looked at Dongying fixedly.

Seeing that Qi Cheng didn't retreat, Dongying nodded respectfully to him, moved a few more steps, then stood on tiptoe, pursed her pale and dry lips, and distanced herself a bit from him.

The slender hand pulled away the loose tie, Dongying tightened it seriously, and finally patted it lightly, looked up at his stern face, and said softly, "This matter should be done by Qingcheng, but don't worry about it." How about it, Young Master Qi Cheng should pay more attention in the future. When facing unfamiliar people, the first thing to show is a person's appearance."

"Well, I know." Nodding subconsciously, Qi Cheng looked under the stands again...

Dongying nodded respectfully to him again, and then left.

Peripheral vision was very faint, and Qi Cheng didn't look back from the beginning to the end. Qi Ye noticed this, looked at Dong Ying's leaving back, and said to Qi Cheng with great interest, "Dong Ying is a good secretary, if you don't feel , just say it directly."

Qi Ye knew that Dongying was mixed between him and Qi Cheng, and it was often difficult for him.

"Which position do you use to talk to me?"

"Her boss."

"Heh—" Qi Cheng chuckled lightly, and said nonchalantly, "Brother doesn't eat grass by the side of the nest, so he just wants to push him to my side, but how can I know what I'm thinking?"

"I'll pass it on." Qi Ye said the few simple words very softly, without force.

At this time, Yanni's angry voice came from all over her, "Why can sister Meier still compete, but I can't?"

"You have to listen to the referee in the arena!" Qi Yang's cold words reminded Yanni of her beating the referee, but at that time she was really angry and had lost the qualification for the competition.

"You don't know why I fell off the horse! Thanks to you, you are here to watch! You are so blind!" With a snort, Yan Ni walked to Qi Ye's side in displeasure, and held Qi Ye with one hand Judging from the appearance, his arm is definitely in the shape of a small bird.

"Brother Qi Ye, you don't even know, Sister Meier pulled my horse's hooves with a whip—" Yan Ni pursed her red lips, secretly said bad things about Yan Meier, and silently observed Qi Ye's reaction .

"Any behavior that is not prohibited is a promise." After being taken aback for a moment, Qi Ye said in a low voice, "This is also a means."

Yanni stomped her feet and said angrily, "How shameful this method is!"

"Hmph! You are all helping Mei'er, I won't play with you!" Turning her head to look at Qi Cheng, her beautiful brows were frowned, a picture flashed in Yan Ni's mind, she felt bored, so she turned around and left .

on the racetrack.

Gu Qianmeng was driving Pofeng excitedly, not far away was Leng Qingcheng.

Sensing Gu Qianmeng's approach, Leng Qingcheng's eyes showed surprise. She looked behind her and smiled softly at Gu Qianmeng.

Reaching out to not hit the smiling person, Gu Qianmeng also smiled back.

I heard Leng Qingcheng say chattingly, "That's Master Qicheng's Pofeng!"

"Well, this is a good horse!" She was not familiar with Leng Qingcheng, but Gu Qianmeng always felt that she seemed to have seen her somewhere, and couldn't remember it for a while, so she asked suspiciously, "We, are we?" Didn't you see it somewhere?"

"Is there?" With a sudden smile, Leng Qingcheng's stunning face pretended to be calm and peaceful, but in private, she had long been unable to calm down.

If Gu Qian dreamed of doing something based on that morning, what would she do?

She had long wanted to destroy this woman, but Qi Ye was secretly doing something bad, she couldn't continue to scare the snake, otherwise she would be found out.

What exactly does Gu Qianmeng want to do with the young masters of the Qi family?

With thoughts in his mind, Leng Qingcheng smiled softly, and opened his lips and said, "Others say that I have the face of the public, maybe I look similar to some people."

"Will it?" Blinking those big eyes, Gu Qianmeng didn't believe it. Leng Qingcheng's face was too coquettish, and she was not inferior to Yan Meier at all.

"you are beautiful."

Looking away from Leng Qingcheng's face, Gu Qianmeng tightened the reins, looked at Qiu Shanni who was far ahead, and was about to charge.

A figure quickly flashed by her side, it was Yan Meier!

"drive!"

The fiery red knight uniform was as dazzling as blood under the sun, and her soft curly hair swayed and danced behind her. Yan Meier whipped the horse vigorously, and leaped away like an arrow off the string.

Lowering her eyes, Gu Qianmeng took a deep breath, kicked the horse's belly with her legs, raised the whip with all her strength, and in the next second of galloping, she felt the horse's hind hooves suddenly kneel down!

Proudly pursing his lips, Leng Qingcheng brushed his shoulders away from her side.

The moment Cang Mang left, Leng Qingcheng turned around with a pale face, her soft eyes tentatively looked at Gu Qianmeng who was in trouble.

"Are you okay?" Tightening the reins, Leng Qingcheng stretched out one hand towards Gu Qianmeng.

Hugging the horse with both hands, Gu Qianmeng closed her eyes, and because of the roar of the wind, she turned over and slid under the horse, only half a step away from falling.

His face was pale, Gu Qianmeng had forgotten to scream, and Liushen moved his legs uneasily to hook the horse's back.

"I'm fine, just leave me alone." Breathing heavily, Gu Qianmeng was hanging upside down, looking embarrassed. From the stands, there was only a smear of pink, her body trembling, and she grabbed the horse tightly. The neck, refused to come down no matter what.

Xingxu was uncomfortable being hugged by Gu Qianmeng, breathed out through the wind, and let out a long roar!

Gu Qianmeng was so frightened that the shit was gone!

Leng Qingcheng grabbed the reins and moved away from the trap.

Gu Qianmeng knew that she would be fine if she let go at this time, but it also meant that she would fall to the ground and lose the qualification for the competition.

Yan Meier said that love is her belief.

So for her, Gu Qianmeng, her persistence in not letting go is her belief in love.

However, as the back of his hands became tired with cramps little by little, Gu Qianmeng didn't know if his faith would have to be shattered.

Maybe she couldn't stand it anymore, so Leng Qingcheng pulled the horse, approached Gu Qianmeng step by step, stretched out her hand and smiled softly at Gu Qianmeng, "Don't be afraid—give me your hand, trust me, this is Qi Qianmeng. Young Master Cheng’s broken wind, I am Young Master Qi Cheng’s secretary, let me pull you to sit up—give me your hand—”