The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

His eyes were stained with blood, with a bit of cold dryness.

Duan Ziqi inexplicably had the illusion of being targeted by the god of death.

He dodged subconsciously, but then felt that he was too cowardly, so he straightened his expression and wanted to go back in shock.

The man had already mounted the horse by himself.

Duan Ziqi's eyes were dark, and he thought that he would make Si Yu look good in the arena.

Song Zhao quickly got on the horse, and her loose clothes were tightened with pink loops.

His already thin body seemed even more cramped.

Si Yu's deep gaze swept over the girl's slender waist, and he paused for breath.

He clenched his hands, thinking eccentrically, with just this little waist, he could cut it off with a little force...

The game was about to start, and Duan Yunsui followed the sound at this time.

After being vaguely rejected by Song Zhao, he was decadent all night and then regained his strength.

At this moment, seeing Song Zhao, who is more eye-catching than the light on the horse, the eyes of the young man are full of surprise.

"Second brother, Song Zhao is so stupid that her elder brother can't go to the battlefield. Such a bad person, why do you like her?"

It was Duan Yingying, the third lady of the Duan family who was speaking. Since she was a child, she couldn't understand that Duan Yunsui treated Song Zhao better than her.

Duan Yunsui's eyes were dazed, "Sister Zhaozhao is the cutest girl I've ever seen."

Duan Yingying glanced at Song Zhao.

The girl in the year of the gold hairpin has a slender figure and delicate white skin, like a pure and flawless gem.

Duan Yingying was about the same age as Song Zhao, but her appearance was far less than half that of Song Zhao.

Her eyes were red with jealousy, and she raised her voice on purpose, "I really envy Miss Song Er who knows how to put on makeup at such a young age. Her skin is fair and she has applied more than a dozen layers of makeup. Unlike me when I go out, I don't even put on any makeup." , My skin is much darker from the sun."

Song Zhao was too lazy to talk to her.

Duan Yingying was Xia Qingyao's handkerchief, her IQ was worrying, and Xia Qingyao used her as a saber to cause trouble everywhere.

Duan Yunsui couldn't see his sweetheart being slandered, so he immediately sneered, "You're an idiot."

Duan Yingying was furious, "Second brother, whose real brother are you!"

Duan Yunsui was confident, "Where did I say something wrong? Besides, you were born so dark that it's useless to apply makeup."

As he said that, he looked at Song Zhao as if asking for a reward, with an expression of "I helped you, please praise me".

Noticing the mocking gazes of the girls around her, and some people talking about her skin problems, Duan Yingying ran away crying with a face like gold paper.

Mrs. Duan showed embarrassment, pinched her useless second son, and said in a low voice, "You idiot with elbows out, hurry up and coax your sister."

Duan Yunsui didn't want to go, but he couldn't go against his mother's wishes, so he reluctantly left.

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The whistle blew, and horseshoes flew all over the field, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Song Zhao rode the steed, and the hibiscus-colored skirt was blown into waves by the wind, shining brightly in the sun.

Si Yu passed by her side, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught her exposed slender wrist.

Indeed... very white.

off the field.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the situation of the racecourse curiously.

After watching too many boring equestrian shows, it is very attractive to suddenly come to a fresh and exciting horse racing competition.

Song Yao stared nervously at his sister's figure.

There are not many people in the racecourse, and most of the people who like to ride horses are men, so she is the only girl participating.

Song Zhao is the daughter of a military general, and everyone is not surprised that she will participate in the competition. Anyway, most people think she is just making up the numbers, and all eyes are on Duan Ziqi and the others.

Song Yao knew that her younger sister could ride a horse, but she couldn't help but worry.

For her, compared to testing Duan Ziqi's character, her sister's safety comes first.

The steed that Duan Ziqi rides is a thousand-mile horse that has been trained in advance. As soon as he raised his hoof, he was far ahead.

He enjoyed the pleasure of being invincible so lonely, but he never thought that there would be a horse behind him chasing him easily.

He glanced warily.

Si Yu took the rein, his black robe fluttered in the wind, and the angry horse came in fresh clothes.