Obedient

Perhaps it was because Fu Nanli's aura was too fierce, but the God of War still appeared docile and obedient in front of him.

"Nan Li, are you really going to let this girl be your rider?" the old man was anxious.

Fu Nanli basically wouldn't interfere with Wen Qiao's interests and hobbies. He was very supportive of her moving towards her dreams.

However, this time, it would indeed affect her safety.

However, if she insisted on doing so, he would not object too much.

"She should know her limits."

Although he said this, he was very worried in his heart.

Wen Qiao got someone to bring over a set of knight's clothing. Fu Nanli personally helped her put on the helmet and knee pads on her knees and elbows. "You must be careful. If you get injured once, you will never be allowed to ride a horse again."

Wen Qiao instantly felt a little pressured, but she still nodded. "I promise I won't get hurt."

She turned around, took the God of War's reins, and touched his head. let's work hard together and stand on the highest stage to receive the award, okay? "

The God of War neighed, as if he understood her words.

Wen Qiao nimbly mounted the horse, looking valiant and high-spirited. Fu Nanli's heart was in his mouth the entire time.

Wen Qiao pulled the reins and turned the horse around. The God of War charged out like an arrow leaving the bow. Old Mr. Wen clutched his chest and shouted, " "Slow down, you haven't even trained before, and you're already riding so fast!"

Fu Nanli's heart was still in his throat.

His little friend had a free soul, and he did not want to bind her in the name of love.

Riding on the horse's back, Wen Qiao felt as if she was riding as fast as lightning and the wind was blowing in her ears. She enjoyed the thrill of having her adrenaline surge.

Finally, after running one round, she pulled on the reins, and the God of War came to a steady stop in front of Fu Nanli.

Only then did Fu Nanli's heart relax.

Wen Qiao raised her hand and looked at her watch. two and a half minutes. She's about the same speed as Song Yu.  

Fu Nanli's stiff expression eased up a little. Wen Qiao was indeed talented in everything, both civil and military.

His little friend was becoming more and more dazzling in her life.

"Is that enough?" he reached out his hand.

"I still need to run a few more rounds to get a feel for it," said Wen Qiao.

Fu Nanli:

When would he be able to completely let go of this heart of his?

Wen Qiao continued to ride for a few rounds. The speed was very stable. She was confident that it wouldn't be a problem for her to get into the top three. The horse race was mainly about the horses, and as a rider, she was at most just an extra addition to the race.

She rode a total of eight laps before she finally got off the horse.

this God of War really likes our lass, " old master Fu mumbled to Fu Nanli. he's not even this obedient in front of Song Yu.

Fu Nanli:

The number of people he envied increased.

Wen Qiao walked over, her back drenched in sweat. Old master Fu pulled out a piece of tissue, and Fu Nanli took it in passing, helping her wipe her sweat.

"I'm a little thirsty," Wen Qiao replied, her mouth dry.

"Get in the car, there's a small refrigerator in the car."

After saying goodbye to old master Fu, the two of them got into the car. Wen Qiao gulped down a bottle of water. She drank it too quickly, and the water trickled down from the corner of her mouth. Fu Nanli's eyes dimmed, and he pulled out a tissue to help her wipe it off. Wen Qiao choked on a mouthful of water and coughed violently.

Fu Nanli patted her back lightly. you can even choke on water. What's the difference between you and a child? "

Wen Qiao calmed down. kids can't have boyfriends. And such a handsome one at that.

After all, she had made him worry, so Wen Qiao wanted to say some nice things to make him happy.

As expected, young master Fu felt great, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.