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

Si Yu didn't pay attention to him, and only gave him a very contemptuous look.

Duan Ziqi suddenly felt the insult from Wang Zhi's contempt.

He tightened his grip on the rein and pricked the horse with a silver needle again.

But he was one step too late.

Si Yu's eyes were cold, piercing the sky like an unsheathed sword.

Just leave him behind.

Song Zhaoxin raised his throat and immediately intercepted him, forcing Si Yu to slow down.

She widened her cat's eyes in disbelief, "What's the matter with you? Didn't you agree to force him to do something to you first?"

Seeing that, Duan Ziqi was forced to be irrational, and the little pervert won directly, so she was planning for nothing?

Si Yu gritted his teeth in displeasure.

The little girl actually murdered him for a joke.

Obviously he has proved with his strength that he is better than Duan Ziqi, is she still unwilling to give up Duan Ziqi?

Duan Ziqi took the opportunity to chase after him, and anxiously looked at Song Zhao who stood in front of him, "Miss Song Er, how could you not follow the rules? Get out of the way!"

"I don't know, my horse has its own thoughts, and I can't control it." Song Zhao said nonsense seriously, extremely innocent.

Duan Ziqi, "..."

If you still can't see that Song Zhao intends to trouble him, you are really stupid.

There was a lot of discussion in the venue.

The girls were all amazed by Si Yu's heroic figure, and couldn't help showing admiration in their eyes.

It's a pity that Kong has a good riding skill, and his status is too low, so he can only be seductive.

The lady who had something good to do laughed deliberately, "It seems that Mr. Duan's riding skills are not even comparable to Si Yu's. The rumors of his talent and reputation are exaggerated."

Mrs. Duan stared at Song Zhao bitterly.

This damned stinky girl clearly blocked her son's way on purpose.

When the Song family is successfully taken down, she will be the first to deal with Song Zhao.

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The road was blocked, Duan Ziqi was red-eyed by Song Zhaoqi.

He suddenly raised his hand, and quickly stabbed Song Zhao's horse with the silver needle through a blind spot.

Song Zhao didn't expect that Duan Ziqi would do something to her, and when he didn't notice for a while, the startled horse trembled and wanted to fall off.

Si Yu's pupils shrank, and he quickly approached Song Zhao, reaching out and hugging the little girl's body from behind.

Although it's early spring, after exercising, my body has a scorching body temperature that even clothes can't block.

Song Zhao slammed his back into the boy's arms.

Si Yu almost subconsciously supported Song Zhao's back with his palm.

very close.

After exercising, the sweet smell on the girl's body became more intense and fragrant, and it went straight to Si Yu's sense of smell.

Si Yu was in a daze, lowered his head slightly, his jaw brushed over the little girl's soft hair, itching and numb.

The boy's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he helped her back to the horse, "Be careful."

With a slightly hoarse voice, it sprayed thinly on her neck.

The situation was urgent, and Song Zhao didn't realize that such an action was impolite.

She lay on the horse, exhaled like the rest of her life, looked up at Si Yu and said, "Thank you."

Si Yu's eyes turned red.

He rubbed his palms with his fingers, as if reminiscing about the tenderness that passed by.

Little girl, what a waist~

...

This series of actions only lasted a few seconds, and Duan Ziqi was about to take the opportunity to rush to the finish line.

However, his Maxima probably lost energy after being poked too many times by his needles, and ran wobbly.

Si Yu calmly galloped from behind and was about to pass him.

Duan Ziqi's brain was congested, and he didn't care that he would be seen from such an angle, so he wanted to stab Si Yu's horse belly with the silver needle.

Let's do it! Let's do it!

Song Zhao's eyes lit up, and he took out the powder that could shock the horse from his pocket, and was about to sprinkle it on Si Yu's horse following Duan Ziqi's movements.

It was too late to say it, but Si Yu didn't wait for Duan Ziqi to finish his movements, he raised his hooves and rushed to the finish line.

...

When the whistle sounded, Si Yu won.

There was the sound of applause in the arena.

Si Yu rode on the steed, and deliberately turned to stare at Song Zhao.

Those dark eyes seem to be shining with silver light, like a peacock spreading its tail in a fight, desperately in need of praise.

Song Zhao's face turned blue with anger, and he didn't even want to look at him.

We've lost the ranking, and we haven't been recommended yet. If the word count is too long, the book will be scrapped.

So I can't update 4 for the time being [helpless], wait for me for a few more days, and I will make it up.

Humble begging for votes.