After the rebirth of the princess, she became popular in the entertainment circle

Cen Yufeng was so frightened that as soon as Hei Duoji stopped, he slid down from the horse with a limp body.

In front of the camera, Gu Zhaohua naturally couldn't let him fall to the ground, so when everyone gathered around, they saw Cen Yufeng falling into Gu Zhaohua's arms like a frightened little daughter-in-law.

Wei Lan was completely brought over by Yang Yue. She didn't seem to be in much better condition than Cen Yufeng. Gu Zhaohua's operation just now made her look handsome, but she was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat.

Now that she saw that the two of them were fine, she stroked her chest and actually cried.

While crying loudly, he scolded Cen Yufeng.

[It’s sad but it’s funny...]

[Wei Lan is really worried about these naughty children. This is the first time I have seen her cry so truly.]

[Cen Yufeng’s expression is so funny, damn, he even shrank into Gu Zhaohua’s arms! Do you think Gu Zhaohua can save you? Wei Lan got so cruel that the two of them scolded each other hahaha!]

[Why does Cen Yufeng look so much like Gu Zhaohua’s little daughter-in-law...]

[A hero saves a beauty, this is it. Will the next plot involve a life commitment? 】

[This is beauty saving the bear...Cen Yufeng should be a little bit less shameless. He committed suicide and now he is still rubbing himself into the arms of other girls. How shameless!]

…

There were numerous barrages, but since it was indeed Cen Yufeng's willful wrongdoing in the beginning, his fans did not dare to come forward to confront him, and could only bite their fingers and watch their love being scolded.

The main person’s behavior has nothing to do with the fans. If you want to criticize him, just criticize him alone.

Because of this incident, the well-planned activities originally arranged by the program team were interrupted. Others were not in the mood to continue riding horses, but the process was not completed yet. The group could only sit aside and watch the wonderful horse racing performed by the locals.

Contest.

"Can you ride a horse?" Lu Mingzheng moved a small stool and sat next to Gu Zhaohua: "You are just so good, why don't you even need a riding whip?"

Cen Yufeng on the side also raised his head and looked at her. He was very insecure now. Every horse seemed to rush over and trample him to death. He had to stay close to Gu Zhaohua.

"I have learned a little bit." Gu Zhaohua answered vaguely: "I learned it in the countryside when I was a child."

Her father took her to ride horses since she could walk. When she grew up, she went to the horse training master in the military camp to learn how to control horses.

Later, when she had done all the tricks she should do, she went to the street to observe the tricks performed by people on horses, and came back every night to practice secretly, just so that she could show off her skills in the competition with her brothers and become famous.

But before the agreed time for the competition, she was sent back to the capital by an imperial edict. From then on, she wore an exquisite hairpin and became a noble girl.

From then on, let alone riding a horse, she had to measure the distance of every step she took, and if she exceeded it even slightly, she would be punished by her grandma's ruler.

Unexpectedly, the first time he used a skill was to save Cen Yufeng?

Thinking of this, Gu Zhaohua's expression showed a hint of subtle disgust, and he glanced sideways at Cen Yufeng, who was still shrinking his neck.

Seeing her looking over, Cen Yufeng's ears turned suspiciously pink.

He touched his ears and said vaguely: "Well, thank you just now for saving my life. If you need anything, I will definitely help you."

"Let's talk about it later." Gu Zhaohua turned his head away.

Lu Mingzheng was still chattering with her about horseback riding. He thought that he had had a professional equestrian instructor since he was a child, and had also obtained a professional certificate issued by the British Jockey Club. He was seen by elites of all sizes.

"You trained in the countryside? There are such excellent equestrians in the countryside! You must be humble, Gu Zhaohua, you know everything, what kind of family background do you have!"

Lu Mingzheng kept asking about Gu Zhaohua's situation, and even others were curious and eavesdropped.

It just so happened that the local horse racing had reached its most intense stage, and the horse racers were showing off their skills in order to win the championship. It was so exciting.

Gu Zhaohua pointed at Kayang, who was currently ranked first, and asked: "Look at him, does he look like he has any certificates?"

Lu Mingzheng shook his head.

"Although they don't have any certificates, no one can deny their professionalism in riding horses. People here have been riding horses since they were young. They never know what the Royal Equestrian Academy is or what the equestrian club is. But

Each of them is a true rider."

She watched the jockeys riding their horses and whipping their whips, crossing one obstacle after another: "Love is the best teacher, and the environment can often cultivate people better than the courses."

Lu Mingzheng seemed to understand, and followed her eyes.

Kangar has already crossed the finish line and won first place.

Under the congratulations of his friends, he turned over and dismounted, rolled up his sleeves, wiped the riding crop vigorously, and glanced sideways at the guests.

Then, he whispered something, and the people around him suddenly started cheering, clapping their hands and laughing.

"What are they talking about?" Cen Yufeng's neck shrank even more, and his tone became aggrieved: "They must be laughing at me."

Gu Zhaohua nodded silently.

Najia straightened her clothes and pulled down her half-taken clothes completely, revealing her strong chest and abdominal muscles.

The next second, he strode towards Gu Zhaohua!

The two people's eyes met, and Gu Zhaohua looked confused.

"This is my riding crop, I give it to you." Kanyang's Mandarin was not good at first, but now he was nervous and even stammered: "I... I just won the first place, I hope... I hope it can be done

Let’s ride with you on my Black Dorje!”

???

Gu Zhaohua was stunned. She stretched out a finger and pointed at herself: "Me?"

"Yes!"

After saying the invitation, Jia Yang was no longer so nervous, his expression became much more natural, and he looked at Gu Zhaohua expectantly.

"A warrior will give his riding crop to his sweetheart! You are very good, I love you very much, I hope you can accept my heart!"

His Mandarin was not good and he used some words inaccurately. His passionate words made Gu Zhaohua blush.

"oh oh!"

Wei Lan and Yang Yingxing watched the excitement, no matter how big the deal was, and followed the locals who made strange noises and tried their best to encourage her to agree.

"Jiayan cherishes Hei Duoji very much and never lets women ride." The guide took the opportunity to squeeze over and winked at Gu Zhaohua: "You don't have to worry about it, Jiayan has no other thoughts, he just admires you and wants to make friends with you.

!”

Do I care about his thoughts?

No! What I care about is the strong smell of sweat on his body!

Local men are proud of their strength and muscles. In order to show off, Kangar loosened his clothes and exposed his chest and abdomen. He had just finished racing, and beads of sweat were dripping down his massive muscles. Just by smelling them, he could feel them.

Knowing how strong the male hormones are in his body.

Gu Zhaohua was really in a dilemma.

The atmosphere at the scene has reached this point, and it will definitely be embarrassing if I reject Kangar.

But if you agree...

Gu Zhaohua tried his best to ignore the beads of sweat on Jia Yang's body, and stretched out his hand, ready to take the riding whip.

"Let me compare with you."

Just when she raised her hand, Yan Qi walked out.

Although he was smiling, his expression seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

"I just watched your horse racing, and I am attracted to it. I wonder if I will have a chance to compete with you, the champion."