Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 43 The Imperial City Woman's Dream Lover (42)

But Jun Luo didn't care, and lightly stroked the whip that Di Qinghan gave her in his hand, the delicate patterns had been worn flat.

I still remember when he gave her a horsewhip and said: "This is the horsewhip my concubine gave me. I used it when I was marching and fighting. Every time I was about to die, I would think of my concubine, and I could live instantly." motivation."

Speaking of this, he paused, staring at her with dark eyes, and when she was almost out of breath, he said slowly: "Luo Luo, I hope you will be gentle with yourself and not get hurt, because you are not only It's you."

You are still my life.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but only smiled softly, his indifferent eyebrows were slightly bent, those eyes seemed to be shattered starlight, as beautiful as the wind and snow.

"Young Master Jun!" A crisp voice pulled Jun Luo back from her thoughts, and she looked towards the voice.

Qi Xia'er, who was dressed in white, was looking at her excitedly, and when she saw her looking over, she quickly pointed to her clothes, and her delicate and pretty face was a little flushed.

Jun Luo frowned slightly, knowing that the little girl wanted to wear the same clothes as hers, but...

She looked sideways, and Di Qinghan's face turned dark as expected, but his eyes did not move away, he only looked at her from the beginning to the end.

She looked back, praying for Xia'er ignorantly, feeling a little apprehensive in her heart.

"what!!"

"It's Phoenix Dance!"

"Why did she come here! She is so beautiful!"

"..."

Hearing the discussion of the group of women and men behind him, Jun Luo couldn't help but licked the corners of his lips, knowing that it was Feng Wu who came, and felt a bit of a headache, why both of them came to join in the fun.

She was just about to look back, but Feng Wu suddenly appeared in front of her.

Still dressed in red, her well-shaped lips are slightly hooked, and her slender phoenix eyes are slightly curved.

She gently touched Jun Luo's body and got off the horse, and said softly, "You must win."

After saying this, she turned around and walked away, as if she came to Jun Luo just to say this.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it is not just that.

Sensing the gloomy gaze behind her, Jun Luo felt restless, why did she give her such a task!

That's all, as long as it comes, it will be safe.

"Start the game!" Seeing Feng Wu walking away, the guard on the side quickly yelled out. He was afraid that some more beauties would come to cheer for Jun Luo, and Huo Jian was already pissed to death before the game started.

Huo Jian was indeed very angry, he slammed the whip, the horse suffered from pain, and galloped out quickly, surpassing Jun Luo by a large margin in an instant.

Jun Luo is not in a hurry, this is not a fast competition, what's the use of being fast.

When Huo Jian's horse surpassed her by half, she counted silently in her heart: one, two, three...

coming!

I saw Huo Jian raising his whip high, seemingly driving the horse forward, but in fact, the second half of the whip hit the front hooves of the horse under Jun Luo directly.

Jun Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and in an instant, thin and dense silver needles grew on the whip, shining coldly in the shallow sunlight.

She sneered, but she made a judgment in an instant, her legs clamped tightly on the horse's belly, her arms exerted force instantly, the horse neighed, and its front hooves were raised high, avoiding Huo Jian's whip.

Jun Luo pushed his center of gravity forward again, and leaned down slightly to prevent the horse from falling over.

After a series of movements, a few strands of hair fell on the side of her face, she calmly suppressed the color in her eyes, her long eyelashes were slender and beautiful, and her lips curled wantonly.

Confidence, arrogance, and unbridledness are fully expressed on her body. The sun that just rises in the morning seems to care for her, lightly hitting the side of her face, reflecting the beautiful profile of her face.

(End of this chapter)