The Cold President's Best Master

Fu Jie's flawless white face immediately turned red and white. Lu Chong looked at it and asked in a low voice, "I brought... Stickers!"

Lu Chong said impolitely, "is it the kind that helps you improve your size? That kind of thing has no effect at all, but makes your skin worse. You must be very uncomfortable there now, right?"

"Yes," Fu Jie suddenly reacted. She couldn't be teased by Lu Chong all the time. She smiled: "how do you know so clearly? Have you worn it?"

"One of my girlfriends wore it," said Lu Chong, who never disguised the fact that he had many girlfriends in front of women. His face was still that kind of Bohemian smile: "I didn't let her wear it, but helped her with my unique Qigong massage technology. In just six months, it has increased by two cups. If you want to improve, I can help you!"

"Er," Fu Jie didn't expect that Lu Chong was so simple, direct and rough after recovering her memory, which caught her off guard and blushed with shame: "talk about it later!"

After dinner, Fu Jie was embarrassed to discuss this topic with Lu Chong again. He changed the topic and asked, "can you ride a horse?"

Lu Chong thought for a moment and shook his head.

At the beginning, master trained himself to become a modern agent elite. He didn't intend to travel to ancient times to be a general, so he didn't invite the world's top talents to teach him riding and archery.

Fu Jie is not surprised that Lu Chong can't ride a horse. Modern people generally can't ride a horse, except for some British nobles who have money and leisure.

She said, "our Xingdao was ruled by Yin people in the past. Most of the children of the family have studied in Yin. They all have British tradition and like riding. So have I. I have studied equestrian for more than ten years and raised a red horse in the horse farm these years. Today I'll take you to have a look. If Guo Xiaohong doesn't exclude you, you can ride Xiaohong!"

Fu Jieyan's face flushed with shame when Tao Li bullied Shuang saixue. She had raised Xiaohong for five years and almost regarded Xiaohong as her sister. Except her, no one else could ride, let alone a man. After she couldn't help saying this, she suddenly realized that Lu Chong had a considerable weight in her heart!

Hearing Fu Jie's words, Lu Chong blinked and suddenly asked, "Xiao Hong should be a mare. If it's a male horse, I won't ride it!"

When Fu Jie heard Lu Chong's words, he was speechless for a while and gave him a coquettish look. This guy is really. I can see that you are a lecherous, but you don't even have to distinguish animals!

If Lu Chong hadn't witnessed the scene of defeating the violent bear in Xingzhou bar, if she hadn't heard that Lu Chong abolished the big Taibao of the black dragon club and its eight ace players in an instant, she really doubted that the man in front of her was not a famous Dragon God!

Because it's said that the Dragon God is ruthless and has no grass everywhere. How can he be so unruly!

In the face of Fu jiejiao's beautiful white eyes, Lu Chong said with a bitter smile: "don't get me wrong. I'm only interested in women, not mares. I think the truth of same-sex repulsion also exists between people and horses. If it's a male horse, it's too rebellious. I'm afraid I'll hurt it!"

Fu Jie heard Lu Chong's statement and said with a bitter smile: "there is no such thing between different species. Male horses, whether men or women, are more rebellious, and female horses are more docile. Xiaohong is a female horse!"

Then, Fu Jie naturally took Lu Chong's hand and walked outside the restaurant!

Seeing Fu Jie holding Lu Chong's hand and walking out of the door, other diners in the restaurant were surprised. They didn't hear anything from the Dragon God. They just felt that a Chinese boy with clothes less than 500 yuan had soaked Fu Jie, the eldest lady of the red tiger Gang, one of the two societies in Xingdao. It was really awesome!

Fu Jie and Lu Chong went hand in hand to the outside of Eiffel restaurant.

The driver and bodyguard were waiting outside the door.

They got into the Rolls Royce phantom car, which drove directly to a lush woodland in the distance.

Lu Chong asked, "where are we going now?"

Fu Jie smiled: "racecourse, I'll take you to see my little red!"

Although the area of Xingdao is small, it is estimated that it is not as big as Pengcheng, the first tier city with the smallest area in China. It looks like an inch of land and an inch of gold, there are still large areas of green space. In a large area of green space, there are golf courses and horse courses, which serve the local dignitaries and rich. The general poor can't even get in.

Every horse in this Racecourse has its owner, and only those horse owners are eligible to enter.

Rolls Royce phantom drives into the racecourse and parks in a large parking lot. The parking lot is full of world-class luxury cars, such as Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, Aston Martin, Brady Veyron, Maserati, Bentley and Rolls Royce. It is as if it is driving an international luxury car exhibition.

Although Lu Chong can't ride a horse, he also knows that equestrian is an aristocratic sport that can only be played with considerable money, because a pure blood horse often costs millions of dollars, or even tens of millions of dollars. Maintaining a high-class pure blood horse costs at least millions of dollars a year, which is equivalent to maintaining a luxury yacht. Ordinary people don't even think about it!

Therefore, the people who can come to this Racecourse to ride horses are at least billionaires, or even 10 billion billionaires.

When Fu Jie and Lu Chong came out of the parking lot and walked to the stables, a dark middle-aged man came forward with an anxious face. His eyes looking at Fu Jie were full of fear: "fu... Miss Fu, your little red..."

His halting speech made Fu Jie feel bad.

Fu Jie fosters Xiaohong in this horse farm. The annual nursing expenses for Xiaohong are as high as millions of Xingdao dollars. There is a special group in this horse farm responsible for nursing and feeding Xiaohong, and the middle-aged man is the person in charge of that group.

She hurriedly asked, "tell me quickly, what's the matter with Xiaohong? Tell me quickly!"

The middle-aged man looked bitter and frightened and said, "fu... Miss Fu, your little red was injured the day before yesterday. Now the wound is getting worse and infected. I'm afraid it is..."

Fu Jie's little red is a thoroughbred BMW. When this horse first appeared, it was worth 30 million Xingdao coins. Not long ago, it won a championship, and its value soared to 100 million Xingdao coins!

And Fu Jie herself is the eldest lady of the red tiger Gang!

Both the value of the horse and the identity of the horse owner filled the middle-aged man with fear!