Queen Flower

Wen Daolin didn't make any effort to find the horse. In fact, he just whistled and saw a white horse running out of nowhere. He patted the horse's head in praise, and the white horse rubbed his head affectionately, seeing the old master very happy.

Jiang Lan was quite jealous. She usually treats this horse very well, so why didn't she see it to get close to herself? It's really unfair that the family has to favor one over the other.

"Master, I want to learn to ride a horse." Jiang Lan thought for a while. Horse riding was a life skill that must be mastered in ancient times. Even if it is not as good as a modern car, it is at least a battery car. After all, horses are the main means of transportation in this era. In the past, Wen Daolin thought she was young, and because she was not tall and slow to grow taller, she never let her learn. In her current situation, it is indeed no longer suitable for the two of them to ride together.

Before going out, this place is sparsely populated, and it is indeed a good place to learn to ride horses.

Therefore, Jiang Lan eagerly began to learn to ride horses.

In her perception, this is not a difficult problem, and it is not a good thing to ride with Wen Daolin, this should not be a difficult problem.

However, in fact, Jiang Lan's sense of balance is very poor, and he is not timid but likes to act recklessly.

Wen Daolin took the horse and let her ride it alone, said some cautions, walked for a while, then let her go slowly for a while.

Underneath are familiar horses, and they are all familiar with them. Jiang Lan felt that it was good to walk slowly, and it was time to run. Just like the program is written, you can find any problems just by looking at it, you have to run it. This is also Jiang Lan's habit. She has always been quite accurate in her own procedures.

So she started to speed up by waving the whip, and Xiaobai was also very happy. Originally, she was not a stranger. Everyone had been riding together for a long time. It was also very uncomfortable to walk slowly. It's a famous horse.

Before Wen Daolin could react, one person and one horse shot out like a cannonball. The white horse hasn't seen its master for a long time, and excitedly worked very hard together, but Jiang Lan was in a hurry, and he didn't expect the horse to be so fast. Seeing the trees beside it rushing backwards at a high speed, the half-bottle of water panicked, throwing the whip and reins, and holding the horse's neck tightly with both hands.

Xiaobai was strangled hard by her, and it was also very uncomfortable. She has martial arts. Is it going to strangle him for such a trivial matter? Based on the instinct of survival, Ma turned his head and jumped desperately, trying to throw her off.

Jiang Lan also wanted to jump off the horse. She was good at dexterity and should not fall to her death. Anyway, it was better than falling off and breaking her neck in a while. However, her left foot was entangled in the stirrup, and she couldn't get it out. If she fell off the horse now, she would be dragged by the horse, and she would lose her half-life if she didn't die. Sweat dripped from Jiang Lan's forehead.

Wen Daolin didn't look right. He had already used all his Qinggong to follow behind the horse. With a little more force, he leaped onto the horse's back. He held Jiang Lan tightly in his arms with one hand, pulled her away from the horse's neck, gently pulled the reins with the other, and slowly exerted force. As soon as the white horse's neck was freed, he felt that his master was riding on his back, so he calmed down and slowed down.

The horse walked slowly, Wen Daolin still hugged Jiang Lan and didn't let go. And Jiang Lan twisted his body awkwardly and buried his head in his chest, holding his hands tightly, half because of fear, and half because of shame.

I thought it was nothing difficult, but now I almost strangled Xiaobai and broke his neck. Jiang Lan felt ashamed, and she was still a sports idiot who was ridiculed in front of and behind the eyes by the physical education teacher in middle school. He never changed because he learned a little martial arts. .

But in fact, if it weren't for her martial arts skills, her flexible and soft body, strong flexibility, and not slow reaction, she would have been thrown by Xiaobai long ago, or maybe she would have been sweeping the floor with one leg hanging on the horse.

Wen Daolin's rapid heartbeat slowly calmed down. He looked at the messy blue silk on his head shrunk in his arms. He didn't know what to say. Actually, she was really an idiot.

Jiang Lan blushed and was carried off the horse's back by Wen Daolin. She still didn't want to move. She didn't realize what was wrong, as if she was still a 5- or 6-year-old girl. She had become accustomed to this kind of behavior in the past three months. The way of getting along can't be changed for a while now. Wen Daolin, on the other hand, got off the horse and left her body immediately.

Then Jiang Lan was reprimanded. There was nothing he could do. He was careless under Wen Daolin's eyes and almost lost his arms and legs. As a master, he had to be educated. To explain the main points, it is not easy to ride a horse.

After a long time, Jiang Lan finally mastered the technique of fighting waves and suppressing waves with a sore back. When her **** was finally freed from the bumps, Xiao Bai looked at her with anger and contempt. For a while Yelang was arrogant, and for a while he was timid, Xiaobai felt that it was his shame to let such a person ride, and it was his sorrow as a thousand miles horse.

After a few days, Jiang Lan learned to ride a horse, and the two decided to enter the nearby Sucheng first to buy some clothes, shoes and socks for Jiang Lan, who grew up. Now all of her body was changed by Wen Daolin, and it was already a few days ago. limit.

Before leaving, Jiang Lan took out a cloth towel and covered his face, revealing only his eyes. This is her habit, it can be used to block the wind and sand, and now it can also cover her face.

There is only one horse, there is no way, the two can only share. The prolonged close contact made both of them uncomfortable. Wen Daolin sat in front, his body straight. Jiang Lan sat in the back, only wrapping his arms around him, leaning back as much as possible. However, both of them forgot that this was on the back of a fast galloping horse, and it was a dream to maintain this posture. In modern times, if you sit on a motorcycle on a flat road, you can only hold the driver in front of you. Can you be embarrassed because you are a stranger and ignore your safety? Besides, what was the condition of the ancient roads? The distance between the two disappeared.

Jiang Lan's body bumped into his back from time to time, and every time he touched it, he deliberately left. Wen Daolin felt that there was a group of people sticking to him softly and regularly, touching his back and leaving quickly, why couldn't he just stick to him still? That way, every time it leaves, he doesn't expect the next one to approach, leaving him torn between heaven and hell. Jiang Lan was also very helpless, and she didn't want to repeat it like this, but if she kept holding it and didn't move, it would likely cause some kind of misunderstanding.

Only Xiaobai ran happily, and finally did not have to be poisoned by some stupid person, walked some strange steps, and could run freely in the wind.