The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 45 Face Slap Scene 8

   His eyes were bloody, with a bit of cold dryness.

   Duan Ziqi has an inexplicable illusion of being targeted by death.

   He dodged subconsciously, but then he felt too cowardly, so he sorted out his expression and wanted to be intimidated.

  The man has already ridden himself on the horse.

   Duan Ziqi's eyes were gloomy, thinking that he would make Si Yu look good in the arena for a while.

  Song Zhao quickly got on his horse too, and her loose clothes were tied tightly by the pink tabs.

   The already thin body makes it even more unsatisfactory.

  Siyu's deep eyes swept across the slender waist of the little girl, and he took a breath.

   He clenched his hands, thinking in a ghostly way, just this small waist, he can break it off with a little force...

   The game is about to start, and Duan Yunsui followed the sound at this time.

   After being veiledly rejected by Song Zhao, he was decadent for a night and regained his strength.

   At this moment, seeing Song Zhao, who is more eye-catching than the light on the horse, the young man's eyes are full of amazement.

   "Second brother, Song Zhao is so stupid that she can't even take her eldest brother to the battlefield. With such a bad person, what do you like about her?"

   It was Duan Yingying, the third young lady of the Duan family, who couldn't bear to see that Duan Yunsui treated Song Zhao better than her since she was a child.

   Duan Yunsui stared blankly, "Sister Zhaozhao is the cutest girl I've ever seen."

   Duan Yingying glanced at Song Zhao.

  A girl in the golden hairpin age, with a slender figure and delicate white skin, like a pure and flawless gem.

   Duan Yingying is as big as Song Zhao, but her appearance is far less than half of Song Zhao.

Her eyes blushed with jealousy, and she raised her voice deliberately, "I really envy Miss Song Er who is so good at makeup at such a young age, and she has a dozen layers of powder on her fair skin. , my skin is much darker from the sun."

  Song Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to her.

   Duan Yingying is Xia Qingyao's handkerchief handkerchief, her IQ is worrying, and Xia Qingyao is used as a swordsman to cause trouble everywhere.

   Duan Yunsui couldn't see that his sweetheart was being slandered, and immediately sneered, "You idiot."

   Duan Yingying was furious, "Second brother, whose real brother are you!"

   Duan Yunsui said righteously, "Where did I say wrong? Besides, you were born so dark, it's useless to put on powder."

   said, and looked at Song Zhao in a condescending manner, with a "please praise me for helping you".

   Noticed the mocking gazes of the girls around her, and some people were really talking about her skin problems, Duan Yingying's face was like golden paper, and she ran away crying.

   Mrs. Duan looked embarrassed, pinched her second son who was ineffective, and said in a low voice, "You idiot with elbows out, why don't you hurry up and coax your sister."

   Duan Yunsui didn't want to go, but she couldn't go against her mother's wishes, so she reluctantly left.

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  The whistle sounded, horses' hoofs rose up on the field, and dust flew up all over the place.

  Song Zhao moved the horse, and the hibiscus-colored skirt was blown by the wind, and it was shining in the sun.

  Siyu swept past her, and out of the corner of the eye caught her exposed thin wrist.

   Indeed... very white.

   Offsite.

   Everyone stopped talking and looked at the situation of the horse farm curiously.

   After watching a lot of boring equestrian performances, a new and exciting horse racing competition suddenly came, which was particularly attractive.

  Song Jin stared nervously at his sister's figure.

  There are not many people at the racetrack, and most of the people who like to ride are men, so she is the only girl participating.

  Song Zhao is the daughter of a military general. It is not surprising to everyone that she will participate in the competition. Anyway, most people think that she is making up the number, and their eyes are on the people in Duan Ziqi.

  Song Jin knew that his sister could ride a horse, but he couldn't help but worry.

   For her, her sister's safety is the number one priority compared to testing Duan Ziqi's character.

  The horse that Duan Ziqi rides is a thousand miles horse that has been trained in advance. As soon as his hoof is raised, he is far ahead.

   He enjoyed the pleasure of being invincible so lonely, but he never thought that a horse would easily catch up behind him.

   He glanced warily.

  Siyu was holding the reins, the black-colored robes rattled in the wind, and the fresh clothes came in angrily.

   (end of this chapter)