Chapter 106: Do you want it?

Li Wenye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Tan Xi up and down carefully, but didn't find anything special, instead feeling that the guy was glib-tongued, making Li Li curl her lips and smile repeatedly.

He clicked his tongue unhappily. That sweet smile was more and more dazzling the more he looked at it, and he wished he could just step forward and kick the guy away.

He had rescued the beauty, wiped medicine for her, and didn't get a few smiles...

He gritted his teeth and laughed out of anger.

Su Ruoyun, not far away, tapped the screen with her fingertips, slid out of the WeChat interface, cleared the background program with one click, turned the phone into a black screen, and then stood up leisurely, following Ruan Cheng unhurriedly.

Compared to the paddock, the racecourse had higher speed requirements. The horse farm management was strict and generally only allowed professional jockeys to drive horses to carry out speed competitions or professional training.

Today it was cleared, so it didn't matter.

The area of the racecourse was larger than the paddock, more suitable for speed competitions.

This was also why Ruan Cheng proposed to compete in the racecourse.

The staff raised their arms to make a "please" gesture, then stepped forward, leading Su Ruoyun and Ruan Cheng toward the stable to choose horses.

Walking into the stable, the unique breath of horses rushed toward them, not very pleasant. In the stable, horses had different postures, some chewing grass leisurely, some lazily flicking their tails.

Su Ruoyun had a slight choice dilemma. She couldn't make up her mind, listening to the trainer's introduction, her gaze drifting over the horses.

Ruan Cheng had a boarded horse in the horse farm, so he didn't make a choice.

He led his own sturdy Arabian horse, turned his head and saw Su Ruoyun hadn't chosen a horse yet, so he took the initiative to ask, his voice very gentle: "Do you want me to help you choose?"

Su Ruoyun raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Alright, Brother Ruan Cheng counts as half a host, he must be more knowledgeable."

Ruan Cheng had invested in this suburban ranch.

Finally, Ruan Cheng chose a little white horse for her, its fur shiny and beautiful, its posture tall and straight, but compared to the Akhal-Teke horse she rode in the morning, it was still much shorter.

The groom led the little white horse with the saddle ready out of the stable. Because it was a competition, for safety, Su Ruoyun raised her hand to put on a safety helmet, the brim pressed slightly, walked to the side of the racecourse, and prepared to mount.

Huo Jingcheng and Li Wenye on the other side "split into two paths."

Li Wenye walked straight toward the VIP lounge area with a clear goal, grabbed a plastic chair, and sat down brazenly between Li Li and Tan Xi, not caring about what others were talking about, and joined the topic with his mouth open.

"What are you talking about?"

Tan Xi was originally facing away from Li Wenye, so he didn't know he was coming, and he focused all his attention on Li Li opposite him, not paying attention to the situation around him at all.

It wasn't until a thick and deep shadow fell on the white round table, blocking a large piece of sunlight, that he reacted.

He looked up at Li Wenye and greeted him actively: "Young Master Li Er."

"What are you talking about?" Li Wenye asked again, "Talking so happily?"

Li Wenye was famous in the circle for being evil and dissolute. He spoke and did things according to his mood. Tan Xi thought he was just interested, so he didn't think much and answered obediently: "I was talking about the competition I saw at the British Royal Ascot before."

Li Wenye curled his lips, "Oh" meaningfully, his gaze fell on the other party casually, and he opened his mouth nonchalantly: "I'm quite interested too. How about, trouble you to tell me again?"

Just like that, Tan Xi was "semi-forced" to repeat the competition of the horse racing meeting two or three times.

……

Huo Jingcheng strolled toward the racecourse, his posture again like an emperor traveling, several people following him, holding umbrellas, holding chairs.

Because the racecourse was fast and professional, there was no lounge area beside it.

He insisted on placing the folding chair beside it to watch. The ranch staff couldn't stop him, so they could only follow this master and urgently called several more instructors to stand to one side and guard carefully.

After Su Ruoyun mounted the horse, she naturally saw Huo Jingcheng sitting on the folding chair, his long legs wrapped in black casual pants naturally crossed, his whole person curled up lazily, his posture leisurely, but... his face looked very ugly.

She didn't have time to think about it, and Ruan Cheng, who had mounted the horse on the other side, had already called her.

Hearing his words, Su Ruoyun nodded, then clamped the horse's belly with both legs and held the reins.

The little white horse neighed, then its four hooves flew, rushing out like an arrow from a string, kicking up a burst of smoke and dust.

……

By the time Su Ruoyun reached the finish line, it was twenty minutes later. She arrived a step ahead of Ruan Cheng, and meeting Huo Jingcheng's resentful eyes, she felt something was wrong.

This feeling of something being wrong lasted until she came out after taking a shower.

Her hair was half-dried, the tips of her hair shrouded in faint, hazy dampness, hanging obediently on her shoulders.

Su Ruoyun reached behind her head with both hands, preparing to tie her hair up again. The black hair tie was wrapped around her wrist, her fingers acting as a comb, smoothing it back and forth, and then she prepared to tie her hair up.

A knock on the door suddenly came from the entrance.

She looked toward the sound, only to see the doorknob turning, and then Huo Jingcheng walked in.

"What are you coming in for?"

As she spoke, she put the hair tie on her long hair, but because she accidentally used too much force, the hair tie snapped with a "pop" and flew away.

In an instant, her slightly curled long hair draped down softly like a waterfall.

Huo Jingcheng had his hands in his pockets, looking at her nonchalantly, and said bluntly: "Looking for you, isn't it obvious?"

He looked listless, clearly not in high spirits, his hands stuck in his pockets casually, his gaze looking around casually, his voice carrying a touch of nonchalance, saying bluntly: "Looking for you, isn't that obvious enough?"

"..." Su Ruoyun.

She lowered her eyelids, concealing the speechless emotion in her eyes, no longer meeting his gaze, her gaze searching inch by inch along the ground, and finally discovered the broken hair tie by the coffee table leg.

Su Ruoyun didn't bring a spare hair tie when she went out today. Clearly, this broken hair tie couldn't be used again...

Just when she was in a dilemma, Huo Jingcheng asked suddenly: "Was riding fun?"

"Fun." Su Ruoyun answered distractedly, still thinking about what to do. She was a little worried and could only put her hair behind her back casually.

It was noon, the weather was hot, and walking outdoors with her hair down was even hotter.

Huo Jingcheng sat down leisurely, sitting opposite Su Ruoyun, his eyes staring straight at Su Ruoyun.

Seeing her knitting her brows, he hooked his eyebrows unobtrusively.

Su Ruoyun's peripheral vision only saw a black shadow flash across her eyes, and a low, hoarse male voice entered her ears: "Do you want it?" ===== CHAPTER 107 =====