Chapter 77: Riding the Horse Across Emotions

The horse was swaying.

Feng Yun's body swayed along with it.

The horse's movements were not wide, but squeezed on its back and nestled in Pei Jue's arms, she could sense any slight emotion, his fervor, and his madness. Her heart felt somewhat sour. This familiarity caused her pain and fear, yet she had no choice but to hold on to him tightly to avoid being thrown off.

The wind caressed her cheeks, cool.

Feng Yun found it harder to breathe.

"Let's return to the residence," Feng Yun gazed at the street lamps not far ahead and grabbed Pei Jue's collar, saying it again.

"Scared?" Pei Jue propped her up, his voice deep as it fell in her ear, as if carrying the night's enchantment, as charming as it gets, "Hold on to me."

"Scared," Feng Yun buried herself in his embrace. There actually was no light or people around, but it was exactly this darkness that made Pei Jue's breathing exceptionally clear and prolonged, further disrupting her heart.