Chapter 633: President's envy
Chapter 633 The President's Envy
Although he has acted in many costume dramas, Ye Xian has never ridden a real horse.
Generally, the circuses of TV dramas are either mounted on fake horses or done by special effects artists. Standing in front of a real horse that is taller than her, Ye Xian is a little flustered, "President, do we have to ride a real horse?"
Bo Ting saw the anxiety in her eyes, "Afraid?"
Ye Xian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yeah!" Change to a fake horse!
Bo Ting's deep lips hooked slightly, stepped on the pedals, and jumped onto the horse.
The man wearing the latest equestrian uniform of the Royal Racecourse is as handsome as a medieval prince, and even his posture is extraordinarily heroic. Ye Xian couldn't help but applaud, but let her forget it!
She turned around and was about to run when a man grabbed her arm.
Ye Xian was a little frightened, "President, what are you going to do?"
Bo Tingshen motioned to another saddle in front of him.
Ye Xian shook his head frantically, I refuse!
Bo Tingshen took her arm with one hand and her waist with the other, and carried her onto the horse.
Ye Xian screamed in fright, "President, what are you doing? Let me go! I can't ride a horse! I'm scared!"
The sweaty BMW let out a long hiss, raised its front hooves, and was already eager to try, causing Ye Xian to fall back and fall into the arms of the man.
The beautiful boy is in his arms, his body is softer than a woman's.
Bo Ting kicked the horse's belly slightly, and the BMW galloped away in an instant.
The photography team is on professional equipment and quickly catch up.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The BMW galloped in the luxurious royal horse farm, and various landscapes kept passing by before her eyes. The strong wind blew Ye Xian's flowing short hair, bumped her body constantly, and slowly magnified her frightened facial features.
"I can't do it! I can't do it!"
"Too fast, too fast!"
"President, please stop, it's too fast! I'm going to fall! I'm going to fall to my death!"
Before riding a horse before, Ye Xian experienced such a fast speed for the first time. Ye Xian was so frightened that she almost lost her mind, and her voice could be heard within ten miles of the racecourse.
Bo Ting hugged her waist deeply, and leaned closer to her, and whispered in her ear with a mellow and seductive magnetic voice, "Don't you know how to drive fast?"
"Drag racing is different from this! It has seat belts and is stable!"
"It's different, you are very stable now."
Bo Ting clenched his hands deeply, showing his sense of existence.
Ye Xian looked down and saw his strong arms slapping her waist tightly, like a seat belt. The fear in his heart was not relieved, but intensified.
This horse is bouncing, the president's arm will not move randomly, going up...
Ye Xian immediately folded his arms around his chest, fearing that his actions would appear too abrupt, and added a sentence, "I'm so scared, I want to go home woooooooo!"
“Close your eyes when you are afraid, and imagine yourself in a dream.”
Bo Ting held the rein deeply, and accelerated again. Ye Xian yelled wildly again, yelling, and found that he was really stable, no matter how hard he bumped, he couldn't fall off, and the feeling of riding a horse seemed better than driving. People are about to fly.
Ye Xian's cry of fear gradually turned into surprise like discovering a new world, and he shouted towards the green grassland in the distance, "Ah—"
On the green grassland, the sun, the breeze, one horse, two people, beautifully like a painting, Ye Xian reached the point of joy, spread her arms and shouted, she was not afraid anymore, let alone closed her eyes, but the man behind her slowly She slowly closed her eyes, as if imagining something, rubbed her tall nose gently against her ears, breathed in the light wind to blow away the faint body fragrance on her body, tightened her arms, and shouted uncontrollably, " Envy..."
(end of this chapter)