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

Si Yu actually caught up.

This was something that Duan Ziqi never thought of. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that Si Yu was a waste and would definitely break his arms and legs in the process.

In the end, the waste was able to catch up with his Maxima?

Everyone in the arena sighed.

Si Yu has always kept a low profile and never showed his head. Everyone subconsciously thought he was useless.

Unexpectedly, Waste Wood could ride a horse, and he could ride it so well.

But thinking about it again, Si Yu has been studying with the prince since he was a child, and it is not uncommon for Si Yu to be able to ride a horse.

Mrs. Duan crumpled the handkerchief into a ball, and cast a gloomy glance at the indifferent Song Yao.

If the eldest son loses to the good-for-nothing Si Yu, it will greatly reduce the Song family's perception, and at the same time, it will also be a major obstacle to her arrangements for tomorrow.

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Seeing that Si Yu was about to overtake Duan Ziqi, he gritted his teeth hard, took out the silver needle he had prepared, and stabbed his steed hard.

The horse raised its head and let out a neigh, speeding up and galloping forward, instantly opening the distance from Si Yu.

Just when everyone thought Si Yu would speed up, his steed gradually slowed down.

The boy seemed very uncomfortable, and the hand holding the rein covered his abdomen.

The palm was bloody and wet, the wound had burst.

Being so far away, everyone couldn't see Si Yu's movements, and only thought that it was because of his stage fright at the critical moment.

Seeing this, Mrs. Duan breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the eldest son is sure to win.

Si Yu, nothing to be afraid of.

Song Zhao chased up from behind, and looked at Si Yu eagerly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Si Yu was really uncomfortable, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of Song Zhao, so he removed his hands from his abdomen as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "No problem."

"Can you do it?" Song Zhao looked at him suspiciously, "Are you exhausted? If you can't, you should leave first. I can do it myself."

It was she who took it for granted, thinking that Si Yu would be able to catch up with Duan Ziqi if he knew how to ride a horse.

But he forgot that Si Yu had never had a good life since he was a child, and his body must be malnourished, so how could he stand up to strenuous exercise?

Si Yu, "..."

no? Will he?

The boy's face was cracked for a moment, he took a deep breath, and held the rein again.

He set up his steed to approach Song Zhao a few steps, and whispered softly, "Song Zhao."

Song Zhao looked at him sadly.

Taking advantage of the angle that everyone couldn't see clearly, Si Yu turned sideways, put his thin lips close to Song Zhao's ear, rolled down his protruding Adam's apple,

"Keep your eyes open and see if I can do it physically."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed the horse's belly with both legs, and the steed galloped forward.

Like a bolt of lightning that had accumulated for a long time, it tried its best to break through the dark clouds and darted toward the end of the sky.

Song Zhao, "..."

The rain stops, the sky clears up, and you feel like you're doing it again.

But the key is,

Don't go too far!

She glanced at the distance that opened in an instant, turned around without hesitation, and walked slowly from the middle of the racecourse towards the finish line.

Damn, with her tiny arms and legs, no matter how awesome she is, she can't match the physical strength of those men.

Naturally, we have to take a shortcut to intercept it.

Anyway, it wasn't an official match, so Song Zhao felt at ease about cheating.

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As the finish line got closer and closer, Duan Ziqi felt that he had won, so he raised his lips and smiled proudly.

No matter how bad Si Yu is, he is still the former prince.

Being able to easily crush him gave Duan Ziqi a perverted sense of satisfaction.

At this time, he heard the sound of horseshoes behind him again.

Si Yu caught up with Duan Ziqi once again.

inside.

Everyone was astonished, Si Yu was able to catch up with him even though he had just opened up so much distance?

Even Song Ting couldn't hide his surprise and looked at Si Yu more.

This young man is definitely not as useless as he appears on the surface.

Duan Ziqi's face was gloomy, "How did you catch up?"