When she suddenly came back to her senses, she saw that Xiahou Jinnian had already climbed onto the horse, looking at her triumphantly, and said impatiently: "I told you to hurry up! You're taking your time!"
Lin Bao lowered his head, looked at the horse in front of him that was taller than himself, and swallowed nervously.
No matter, no one has died since ancient times. He has to die early or late, but the way of death is different. She... she just thinks it is a dream!
It's just... this dream is too real!
She took a deep breath, turned her head and pretended to be calm and asked: "Well... how do you get up there?"
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Everyone was silent, but they saw Lian Che wink at the boy, and the boy ran over to teach Lin Bao how to mount the horse.
Taking this opportunity, Lin Bao frowned and asked, "Is what you just said true?"
"A gentleman's word is that a horse cannot be chased!" The boy nodded firmly.
She was just about to ask something more when she heard Xia Hou Jinnian yelling blindly again, "Well - I've already agreed, whoever can run around the field first from this end will be the winner. Winner!"
A lap around the field
Lin Bao looked around, okay - this racecourse is indeed a bit empty. Let alone running for a week, even letting her ride around is a problem!
After a pause, Xiahou Jinnian continued: "Of course, there is a bet on any horse racing with this young master!"
Lin Bao curled his lips. He was the one who took the initiative to ask for the horse race, not her. He said it as if she was forcing him, which was too funny.
Everyone held their breath as Xiahou Jinnian said again: "The bet is that the loser will take off his clothes and run around the field! Little Baozi, do you dare to compete with me?"
"Ahem!"
Lin Bao almost choked to death on her own saliva. She could accept running around the field, but why did Mao have to take off her clothes
Could it be said that the rich second generation in ancient times liked to watch people running naked on the street
She held her forehead, mentally greeting Xiahou Jinnian's ancestors to the eighteenth generation.
Seeing her silence, Xiahou Jinnian sneered and said, "Why, are you scared? Well, how about I allow you to wear a pair of obscene pants?"
Suddenly, laughter broke out one after another.
She was angry and about to get angry, but she saw Lian Che's face was dark and he said coldly: "Jinnian, you may have gone too far."
Suddenly, there was only the sound of whistling wind all around, and the atmosphere was so thick that it was almost breathless.
Xiahou Jinnian was immediately discouraged, pursed his lips and remained silent.
Lin Bao took a deep breath and said, "Okay - I'll compete with you, but I want to change my request."
Everyone looked sideways at her in surprise, including Xiahou Jinnian.
She was silent and said: "It's OK to run around the field, but it would be immoral to not wear any clothes. How about running around the field ten times?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of everyone gasping for air rang in his ears.
Xiahou Jinnian curled his lips, "What's the harm in just ten laps? In that case, let's get started."
Hearing this, Lin Bao cautiously rode up to him.
The boy on the side picked up the drum stick with both hands and beat the drum three times. With the last sound of the drum, the two of them rushed forward like arrows.
With the sound of hunting wind in her ears, Lin Bao felt dizzy as she looked at her feet, and suddenly recalled in her mind what the boy had just said to her.
Unexpectedly, without making a sound, she actually fell off the horse. Like a bird with broken wings, it fell off the horse's back, and all the black hair spread out.