One Can’t Judge by Appearance

At the Bieyuan Racecourse, Yan Xi changed into riding outfits. There were a few guests on the racecourse who came to play here for horse racing. She couldn't see what these people looked like when she was far away. With her circle of friends in the imperial capital, she could even see these clearly. She probably doesn't know the face of the person either.

"Yan Xiaoxi," Yuan Yi rode on the horse and walked up to her without any haste, "come up."

This time, Yan Xi didn't challenge the difficult moves. She honestly stepped on the horse bench to climb on the horse's back. Then she found that the horse was the same horse as before, but the saddle seemed to have been changed, and it was much more comfortable to sit on today than last time.

I didn't expect Yuan Xiaoer to be very careful. This saddle was specially changed for her, right?

"Let’s walk slowly two laps first," Yuan Yi felt inexplicably awkward for Yan Xi to hold himself from behind. He should let Yan Xi sit in front of him. He wanted Yan Xi to change positions, but he was afraid that Yan Xi would see that he was different. With a picture, he held back this sentence, "The racecourse is still slightly smaller, but in order to maintain the original layout of the Bieyuan, the building next to it cannot be demolished."

"Small?" Yan Xi looked at the spacious racecourse and was speechless for a long while. Where did he tell the little one?

"Yuan Xiaoer, if you say this in front of an outsider, you will be beaten."

"If you don't tell outsiders, it's okay to tell you," Yuan Yi's ears began to turn red again. "You are different from those people."

"Where is it different?" Yan Xi asked with a smile, "Is it because I am more beautiful?"

Yuan Yi:...

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, what is his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, eyes and brain, why did he just look at such a woman? Why can't she hear such obvious ambiguous words?

As he was thinking, his waist was twisted slightly by Yan Xi: "Yuan Xiaoer, they said that people who can't ride horses are more dangerous to sit in the back. Would you like to change positions with me?"

Yuan Yi asked the horse to stop, rolled over and dismounted, and said to Yan Xi, "You sit in front of you."

"I don't dare to move," Yan Xi looked at Yuan Yi foggy with his eyes wide open, "You, you support me."

When Yan Xi said he didn't dare to move, Yuan Yi had already held one of her hands, and then he held her waist to help her move a little bit forward. Yan Xi's waist was as soft and slender as he had imagined, and after supporting him, he had the urge to hold her in his arms.

But there is a saying that is very good, love is respect, if you can be dictated by desire at will, then you are not qualified to say love or not.

He skillfully climbed on the horse's back, looped his arms from behind Yan Xi, and took the horse's rein, which was like embracing her in his arms. At this moment, he suddenly understood why someone would say "You own the world". He used to think that this was hypocritical and vulgar, but now he feels that there is no longer a sentence like this one. Describe your mood perfectly.

"The horse may be a little cold when running," Yuan Yi folded his arms a little bit carefully, "If it's cold, remember to tell me."

"Yeah." Yan Xi looked down at the arm around her, and nodded with a smile.

The horses are not walking fast, and people pass behind them from time to time, but I don’t know if it’s Yan Xi’s illusion. She found out that it seems that the overtakers, after running for a certain distance, will peek behind them. Eyes, it seems that she and Yuan Yi are some rare cultural relics.

"Yuan Xiaoer, what do you think we two look like now?"

"Like what?" Yuan Yi was a little worried. He was full of thoughts. Yan Xiaoxi's hair was so fragrant and her neck was so white. He thought, he wanted to touch her face, but he didn't dare.

"Like the prince and princess in a fairy tale," Yan Xi smiled first himself, "but you don't look like a prince."

Yuan Yi:...

Forget it, forget it, he doesn't care about women.

Anyway, in the ending of the fairy tale, the prince and the princess will live happily together. He doesn't mind being joked by her. Looking at Yan Xi who leaned in his arms, Yuan Yi had the illusion that the two of them were already lovers.

"Yan Xiaoxi, I..."

"Yuan Xiaoer," Zhu Han ran over on his horse, happily, "I said I looked like you two, but I didn't expect it to be..."

Yuan Yi squinted at him, not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs. At this critical moment, this kind of haircut can be avoided.

"By the way, I remembered that there was a friend who was going to pick him up. You guys play slowly," Zhu Han reacted quickly, turned his horse's head, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Yan Xi looked at the back of him away, the style of the wealthy and the nobles are all like this... eclectic?

"Your hairies are very interesting," Yan Xi couldn't help laughing. "No wonder you have such a good relationship."

Is this complimenting him or hurting him? Yuan Yi had been courageous for a long time, but after being interrupted like this, he let out again. As the saying goes, he will go all out, fail again, and exhaustively. He is afraid that after he has explained his heart to Yan Xi, Yan Xi will not even his friends do it with him.

"Drive!" He patted the horse. The horse, which was still walking slowly, stepped forward and ran.

"Horse, horse, run faster, Yuan Xiaoer will eat grass for you after running."

"What are you singing in a mess," Yuan Yi was a little depressed, and he couldn't go on being depressed by Yan Xi's troubles, "be serious."

"Facing you, I can't be serious," Yan Xi said confidently, "It's terrible to be serious."

"How terrible is it?" Yuan Yi was worried that the wind would be too strong. He raised an arm to Yan Xi's cheek to help her block the cold wind. "Why do I make you feel serious again? ."

"Because you are my boyfriend."

Yuan Yixin's mouth puffed and jumped straight.

"Although it is fake."

The beating heart seemed to have climbed onto the ten-meter platform, and it fell into the water with a loud noise, and it became quieter.

"Oh."

Sitting in the front, Yan Xi smiled secretly, leaned back slightly, like a bird curled up into the warm nest, "Yuan Xiaoer, you used to say you like girls with **** and long legs, then you find a good match. Have an appetite?"

Yuan Yi:...

He just said casually, why did she remember? I had known that he would look at Yan Xi blindly, but he wouldn't have said anything like this at the beginning to smash his own foot.

"What kind of big breasts, if it wasn't for you to sit in my car at ease, I would sacrifice my image and say such things?" At this time, it is the smartest way to kill and deny the account, although Yuan Yi did not talk about it. He has been in love, but at this moment, he has mastered the wit of all men in dealing with crisis events. Probably this habit of killing and not accepting accounts is imprinted in men's genes, so they can learn by themselves without a teacher.

"The appearance and body are not the most important thing, the most important thing is the feeling," Yuan Yi said seriously. "No one can guarantee what kind of person he likes until he meets the right person."

For example, himself.

How could he have thought that he would like to quarrel with him and even hurt the woman who criticized him in the whole school.

This is fate.

"That's true. I used to think I liked men with fair skin and beauty, gentlemanly gentleman, but before Song Dynasty threatened me with my dad's career, he actually met my appetite."

Yuan Yi squeezed the reins tightly, and his heart was not smooth.

"But the eye margin is really hard to describe," Yan Xi shook his head after panting. "I don't even feel the Song Dynasty. Could it be that I have seen his essence through the phenomenon?"

The mood turned from cloudy to clear, Yuan Yi nodded: "It seems that your eyes are better."

"Thank you for the compliment," Yan Xi patted his arm, "I feel so too."

"You are polite, Mr. Xiaoyuan, if you have any needs in the future, just say, my old king will definitely go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate." Mr. Wang led the way with a smile, "I heard that Xiaoyuan always likes riding horses. The equipment is relatively complete, and you must choose a good horse for a run."

"President Wang is polite," the original blogger greeted each other angrily, without telling Mr. Wang that this Villa is the property under his brother's name.

A group of people walked across the corridor to the racecourse. Hara Bo, who was talking to someone, suddenly stopped and blinked in disbelief.

"Mr. Yuan? Mr. Yuan?" When Mr. Wang saw Yuan Bo suddenly not speaking, his eyes were still fixed on the pair of men and women on the racecourse, he was a little strange in his heart. Mr. Yuan knew the couple?

When he was curious, he saw the horses carrying the man and woman gradually running in, and he heard Mr. Ohara speak.

"Yi Yuan!"

Yan Xi is discussing with Yuan Yi about the first high school in the imperial capital. She has studied in this school for a few months, so she doesn't have many memories, only those books in the school, there seems to be some statues.

"The statue is gone," Yuan Yi said casually. "My family donated money and re-sculpted one."

"Why do you want to re..."

"Yi Yuan!"

Yan Xi's words were interrupted. She turned her head to look aside. There were a few men in suits standing on the promenade. The headed person was a bit familiar, like... Yuan Xiaoer's brother?

"Ah." She also wanted to take advantage of today to settle the relationship between the two, but she didn't expect to kill Cheng Yaojin on the way, and her plan might be postponed.

"Big brother," Yuan Yi felt that he probably didn't read the almanac when he went out today. The light bulbs were brighter than each, which was simply to spoil the atmosphere.

Yuan Yi helped Yan Xi get off his horse, took off his protective cap and handed it to the staff, and brought Yan Xi to Yuan Bo: "Big Brother."

"Well," Yuan Bo nodded, and smiled politely to Yan Xi, "You are Miss Yan, fortunately meeting."

"Hello, Mr. Yuan," Yan Xi shook hands with each other, both of them were very polite.

Only then did everyone behind Yuanbo react. It turned out to be the second young master of Yuan family. No wonder Xiao Yuan always took the initiative to say hello.

"The second young master is good."

Yan Xi heard that they called Yuan Bo as President Xiao Yuan, but they called Yuan Yi the Second Young Master Yuan. He knew that in the eyes of these people, Yuan Yi was just a collateral product of Yuan's family. She turned her head to look at Yuan Yi and found that he seemed to have been used to this name for a long time, and there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

Although Yuan Yi didn't care, she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

The former Xiaoer of her family is so capable and has so many properties under her name. Are these people blind?

"My brother is the boss of Hengtai Company. You can call him Xiaoyuan. You don't have to be so polite," Yuanbo said in a calm tone. "This is his...girlfriend, Miss Yan."

Yan Xi: Hey, is she seeing her parents now?

Is this speed a bit faster?

Turning his head to look at Yuan Yi, he smiled kindly, seeming to agree with Yuan Bo's introduction.

very good.