The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 639 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (45)

  Huo Nanting raised his hand to block the oncoming dust, and when he lowered his arm again, Sang Jian had disappeared.

   "Let's go, let's go to the racecourse together." Feng Tuo called everyone to watch the race together.

  Huo Nanting patted the ashes on his body, and followed Feng Tuo to the racecourse expressionlessly.

  The racecourse is not too far from the training ground.

   There are too many people in the group, and the speed to the racecourse is not fast.

  Feng Tuo stepped closer to Huo Nanting's direction, and said in a low voice: "I can't tell, your little lady still has something to do."

   From the appearance of galloping out on horseback just now, it can be seen that he is a veteran.

   "But I heard before that her family's conditions are not good, and she works in Paramount. How could she have the opportunity to touch these things?"

  Feng Tuo said earnestly: "Nanting, the capital is not peaceful recently, I don't know how long it can be quiet, be careful of the people around you..."

  The ins and outs of what he said implied that something might be wrong with Sang Jian.

After saying this, seeing that Huo Nanting didn't respond, he asked aloud as if curious: "I heard that before you found her, didn't you like that little girl from the Ye family? They all have similar looks. I feel that the girl from the Ye family It's more painful."

  After all, Ye Lian'er is mature.

   Sang Jian is just a child.

   "You also said that you just heard it. The commander-in-chief doesn't know how true or false what you heard is true?"

  It's Ye Lian'er again...

  Since Sang Jian kicked her out of the house last time, Huo Nanting has ignored her.

  Now being compared with Sang Jian by others, Huo Nanting feels a little uncomfortable.

  The two people themselves are not on the same level.

  Feng Tuo glanced at Huo Nanting, saw that he was about to help Sang Jian, sighed lightly, and changed the subject.

   "Anyway, you said this competition yourself. If she loses at that time, you can't go back on your word."

  Although Sang Jian could tell from the horseback riding just now that she was capable, she was still too young after all to be no match for the veterans in the army.

  Huo Nanting snorted lightly, but did not respond.

  Whether you will lose or not is not certain.

  At first, he was a little bit worried about Sang Jian, but now it seems that he was completely worried.

  The little girl knew far more than he knew.

  She is no longer the same Meng Sang met back then.

  …

  When everyone came to the racecourse, Sang Jian was sitting on the horseback, standing at the entrance of the racecourse, looking at the man who was competing with her in the middle of the race.

  There are many obstacles on the racecourse, it is not convenient to run.

  The man was pulling the rein to let the horse jump over obstacles one after another.

   I don’t know if it’s because the other person is too big, the horse is a little hard to jump up.

   It was a little far away, and everyone couldn't see the expression on the man's face clearly. Just by looking at the speed of the horse, one could imagine that his face was not good-looking.

  Feng Tuo led a group of people into the auditorium of the racecourse. Seeing that Sang Jian was still standing at the entrance, he couldn't help asking, "Is he testing the horse? Don't you want to try it?"

  Hearing the sound, Sang Jian looked back at him, and then his eyes fell on the face of Huo Nanting next to him.

  She raised an eyebrow at Huo Nanting proudly, and then replied to Feng Tuo, "The competition is over."

  Feng Tuo: "?"

   "What did you say?" He doubted his ears a little.

   None of them arrived, she said the game is over?

   "I said the game is over." Sang Jian repeated.

  Feng Tuo glanced at the man who was still on the road, and said with a dry smile: "Ha... ha ha... you admit defeat?"

  (end of this chapter)