After Xie Jingya chose the red horse, Tang Yaru took the white one to her side, gently caressing it with her little hands, but her eyes were full of reluctance, and she whispered softly: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai

Ah, you and I are so far apart from each other after all..."

Although Tang Yaru loved this white horse very much, she thought that her brother, who was two years older than her, loved the white horse very much. He always left good things to her. This time, she decided to reluctantly give up and keep this surprise.

To my brother who is sick.

When the dark-colored boy was about to walk towards Xie Jingya, he found that she could not wait to get on the horse. She held the reins tightly with one hand and patted the horse's back hard with the other hand. The red horse neighed and lifted up.

The horse's hooves started running.

At this moment, the person hiding somewhere heard the sound of horse hooves and quietly moved away from a snowy tree so that he could clearly see who was riding a horse. He saw a red figure riding on the horse, with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

With a smile, he landed on the ground and ran towards a place far away from the paddock.

Xie Jingya was riding on horseback. Although the red horse had been tamed, its fierceness was stronger than that of ordinary horses. After a while, its fierceness was somewhat revealed. Fortunately, Xie Jingya was not averse to horses.

She didn't know anything, but she knew something about horse training. She held the reins tightly and allowed it to struggle impatiently without letting go.

The dark-colored boy looked at Xie Jingya on the horse who refused to admit defeat, and his eyes kept falling on the horse and her, with worries and expectations coexisting.

He was worried that Xie Jingya couldn't control the horse's fierceness, but in his heart he was looking forward to the different tenacity and strength of the girl on the horse.

"Hurry...drive..." Xie Jingya tried hard to balance her relationship with the horse.

This horse is really not easy to give in. It seems that it doesn’t understand Xie Jingya’s expectations of it. It shakes its head hard and lifts its front hoof back. Xie Jingya’s body suddenly leans towards the back of the horse. In shock, she reacts

Quickly, the other hand quickly grabbed the reins, holding them tightly with both hands, and leaned back to stabilize the center of gravity and prevent being injured by the horse.

"Wow... this little..." Tang Yaru seemed to remember the master's instructions, and the word "junior sister" was pressed into her stomach again, and then she said: "This little sister Jingya is really getting more and more powerful, and she is starting to be able to tame her."

The horse is gone."

Unfortunately, as soon as Tang Yaru finished speaking, Xie Jingya over there fell out for some unknown reason and fell on the snow.

"Miss..." Banxia, ​​who was beside her, was frightened and shouted loudly. She was about to run towards Xie Jingya while shouting.

But Master Chen stretched out his hand to stop it and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, let's take a look again."

Banxia looked up and saw her young lady quickly standing up from the snow and mounting her horse again.

Xie Jingya looked unconvinced and said firmly to the horse: "Let's compete to see who is more stubborn!"

As she spoke, she raised the riding crop in her hand with firm eyes and whipped it hard, and the horse started running again. This time, it was also running wildly, seeming to be competing with Xie Jingya.

The slender figure of the ink-colored boy stood among the flying snowflakes. The occasional wind blew up his black hairband, reflecting the white snow scene, one ink and one white, even clear.

The girl in red and the red horse he saw in his eyes were competing on the snow for a while, falling and getting up again... The horse was even more stubborn...

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