Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Well, I think green is good too."

Qiao Jinshu put the yellow ball back into the hoop and weighed the green ball in his hand.

The girl next to him immediately walked away frustrated. Song Tingran watched her go and then said, "People were so close to you just now, why didn't you move away."

"Huh?" Qiao Jinshu looked around, "There's no one there, Wife."

He was only focused on picking the ball just now, and he didn't pay attention to the other guests around him.

"That's that person. He's very close to you. Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise you might be in trouble."

Qiao Jinshu immediately became nervous and glanced in the direction where Song Tingran was looking.

"No way. If anyone dares to eat my tofu, I will tear her alive. Only you can do that."

Qiao Jinshu immediately posted it, feeling very happy. This feeling of being taken seriously was particularly good. Moreover, he also felt that Song Tingran was jealous, which made it even more beautiful.

The two returned to the place where they had just practiced batting. Just as they were about to start practicing again, they heard the sound of cursing in the center of the small field.

I thought someone was having a conflict with someone, but when I saw it, it was the girl just scolding her voluptuous young husband.

The words were not dirty, but they were very unpleasant and almost demeaning to the point of being worthless.

"Master Wife, he is so pitiful. He can't ride a horse and play polo. This is normal. He will be scolded for doing so." Qiao Jinshu felt pity and said to Song Tingran.

"It's normal for a young man like this to curse a few words at will. Let's go over there and practice. Don't disturb our interest."

"Well, I still have good taste!"

The two continued to practice on the side, and the scolding voice quickly stopped. The young man who was scolded cried so much that he continued to accompany him. He soon calmed down and continued to accompany him.

No one present took this farce seriously. After all, it was normal for the young man at home to be scolded a few times.

Song Tingran became more and more proficient as he played, and now he can basically hit the ball every time.

"Master Wife, I think we are already out of trouble. Let's try to get in, okay?"

"Okay, the main door looks okay. If you get through the small door, we will come here to be Mr. Polo from now on."

This made Qiao Jinshu very happy, and they immediately reached a consensus, and the two went to the center of the small venue.

Song Tingran threw the polo on the ground and was going to try hitting it against the door first. Qiao Jinshu was cheering her on.

The power was there and the swing angle was very good, but it just didn't go in.

Qiao Jinshu immediately dismounted and picked up the ball. He jogged back and forth without feeling tired at all.

He stood under Song Tingran's horse, raised his head and said with a smile: "My wife, this ball is disobedient, I will teach you a lesson, try again, it is absolutely fine."

After that, he put the ball back on the ground and signaled Song Tingran to try again.

"Jinshu, why don't you give it a try and let me see how you fight?" Song Tingran said.

"Okay, but if I score a goal, you have to praise me!"

"Not only will I praise you here, I will also praise you when I get home."

Qiao Jinshu immediately got on his horse, he was extremely serious.

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Didn't get in either.

"Jinshu, you played well. If you were right, you would have scored."

"Master Wife, don't talk about this when you get home..."

Song Tingran deliberately said that he would tell everyone when he got home, not only his family, but also Luo Mingyue and the others.

Qiao Jinshu became anxious and stamped his feet, but Song Tingran was on the horse and he could only touch his feet and calves.

Just hold her ankles and pray, raising your head to look at the person on the horse eagerly.

Such a warm scene was broken by the girl just now. She came over and coughed.

"Hey, let's have a competition." The girl was arrogant, and the young man next to her was still submissive and submissive.

"Eh? Who is talking? Is it the stick or the gate? Jin Shu, can you hear me?" Song Tingran put his right hand behind his ear and listened carefully.

Qiao Jinshu is also an actor, "My wife, this racecourse is spiritual, don't let it be some beast that has become a spirit!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

This means Sang scolds Huai well, but some people are not polite at all.

"How dare you scold me!" The girl stepped forward and was about to hit Qiao Jinshu.

"Jinshu, mount your horse."

As soon as he said it, Song Tingran reached out and took Qiao Jinshu's hand at the same time. He also stepped on the pedals and got on the horse, letting the girl who was about to hit him jump away.

"Come down, let's talk about it!" The girl was very angry, and speaking with her head raised like this made her even more angry.

"Are you talking to me?" Sitting behind Song Tingran was Qiao Jinshu. The two were close to each other, and he was holding her waist from behind.

"I'm still talking to you two. Don't you understand human speech?"

"You are really weird. There are so many guests here. Who knows who you are talking to. I am just chatting and laughing with my husband. You come here to scold me. I don't understand."

Qiao Jinshu: "I don't understand either."

"If you two have the ability, come down and let's have a good talk." The girl held the stick in her hand and pointed at Song Tingran.

The servants from the racecourse had already arrived and understood the situation. There were many people watching the excitement. Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu were on the horse during the whole process, speaking condescendingly to the girl.

The people at the racecourse were very embarrassed after understanding the situation. It was just a little misunderstanding. People watching the excitement were also trying to persuade them to make peace.

"It's not a big deal. You don't know me either. It's just a matter of poor listening and speaking. They're just here to have fun. Forget it."

"Harmony is the most precious thing. The weather is so good today, Mo Yan hurts harmony."

The girl had no place to vent her anger, and there were many people here. She glared at the young man behind her, and then said to Song Tingran: "Even if it is a misunderstanding, I have a lot of money, so I won't argue with you."

Song Tingran rolled her eyes. She is the adult, okay? "Speak a little more politely next time, so there won't be any misunderstandings, and naturally you won't be able to say the word "careful".

"Don't say these useless things. Let's have a fight and decide the prize as you wish."

As soon as the girl's words came out, the people watching around were interested, but the people at the racecourse were not interested. They just hoped that the two parties would be as far apart as possible and spend the day peacefully.

"No comparison." Song Tingran refused directly.

"Ha, you don't dare! You're afraid you can't afford to lose. It looks like you're wearing good clothes. It's not just trying to make yourself look fat. Is it borrowed or stolen? Hahahaha."

Just as Qiao Jinshu was about to retort, Song Tingran patted his hand, knowing that his little personality would never tolerate such arrogant words.

"Everything requires evidence. You just lied and falsely accused me here. This will go to court. Please think twice before spouting shit."

The girl now realized that Song Tingran was not someone to be trifled with. Her tone was not as high as before, but her momentum was not diminished. She said, "It's just a joke. Why don't you be so petty and get angry?"