Meng Jianwan looked shocked by lightning, and looked around at the first time. There were more than two of them in the rest area, but fortunately, there was a distance between the others and they probably wouldn't hear Song Yu's words. Even if he heard it, he might not be able to understand Chinese.

Song Yu touched the piece of her arm and back that rubbed red, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

It is false to say that there is no pain at all. After all, it will fall down from such a high horse's back, and even the grass will hurt, but Meng Jianwan felt that it was nothing.

"It doesn't hurt." She tried to move her arm without spraining.

Song Yu knew her temperament. When she was fighting with someone, the steel nail cut a hole in her arm, and she didn't frown.

He began to regret bringing her over to ride a horse.

Song Yu held her thin and white wrist and rubbed it seriously, saying, "I'm serious, stop riding a horse. The scenery around him is good, let's just walk."

After finally coming to the horse farm once, how could Meng Jianwan say that he would not ride a horse without riding a horse? Besides, she was not the one who gave up easily.

"When you learn to ride a bicycle, you will fall, let alone ride a horse. Don't make a big deal." Meng Jianwan stood up and kicked his long legs, and walked towards the brown horse.

The horse trainer came over to express his condolences, and after confirming that she was fine, he felt relieved. He did not dare to let her run alone again, and he held the rope firmly and took her around.

Meng Jianwan found this boring. He held the iron ring on the saddle with both hands, bent down and communicated with the horse trainer in English, asking him to hand over the horse rope to her, and she could do it herself.

Given that the accident she fell off the horse just now was scary, the horse trainer did not agree to her request and allowed her to sit on the horse's back with peace of mind.

Meng Jianwan: “…”

She came to learn how to ride a horse, and she didn't experience the feeling of sitting on the horse's back like other tourists. She took a few more photos of her concave shapes.

Meng Jianwan was about to have some more talk with the horse trainer, but Song Yu suddenly appeared from the side, smiled lightly, and said politely to the horse trainer: "Since my wife wants to ride a horse alone, let her try it. I promise there will be no problems."

Meng Jianwan unexpectedly raised his eyebrows. Song Yu tried every means to stop her from riding a horse a second ago, hoping to find a rope to tie her to the seat in the rest area, how could he help her persuade the horse trainer?

However, the horse trainer was unmoved. For the sake of the safety of the guests, he had to say bluntly: "Your wife was really dangerous just now. I think it is safer for me to hold the leash before she officially learns to ride a horse."

Song Yu continued to smile and explain: "She is a very talented academy. What happened just now was just an accident. I will be optimistic about her. Please believe me."

The horse trainer was finally convinced by Song Yu and handed the horse rope to him. After repeated instructions, he retreated aside.

Meng Jianwan sat on the horse, looked down at the man standing on the ground, stretched out a hand to him, and signaled him to hand the rope to her.

Song Yu did not hesitate and placed the rope in her hand in her palm. Meng Jianwan smiled brightly, but before she could run forward on the horse, Song Yu held the iron ring on the saddle, stepped on the kick, turned over the horse, sat behind her, and passed her arms through her side, locking her firmly in his arms.

Meng Jianwan: "???What are you doing?"

Song Yu stepped on the horse's belly and shook it gently. The horse under him stepped on his four hooves and jogged forward briskly. He turned his head and said in her ear: "I'll use it as a human-shaped airbag for you. If you fall again, I'll put it underneath."

“…”

Meng Jianwan was defeated by his remarks.

Song Yu controlled the direction and asked the obedient horse to run back around the horse farm: "You are just too anxious. You just learned to control the horse and couldn't wait to gallop."

Meng Jianwan felt that the horse was running faster and faster, and in a short while, he returned to the starting point. As soon as he pulled the rope, the horse slowly slowed down until it stopped.

"Run another lap." Song Yu said, handing the rope in his hand to Meng Jianwan, "Come on this lap, pay attention to what I just told you."

Meng Jianwan held the rope in his hand tightly, turned his head and asked, "Didn't you say you can't ride a horse?" She didn't look like someone who couldn't ride a horse at all.

Song Yu touched her cheeks and smiled lowly: "I didn't lie to you. I really can't ride a horse before I came. I'm all learning and selling."

Meng Jianwan avoided his slightly intimate movements, calmed his mind and focused on riding a horse.

Under the guidance of Song Yu, a novice teacher, she became more and more agile and no longer satisfied with trotting. She ran quickly on the grass with her horse's belly. The wind was whistling in her ears, and she was getting farther and farther away from the rest area.

It was not until Song Yu reminded her not to run too far that the horse trainer should ride over to find her after a while, she stopped and gasped, feeling the pleasure and excitement.

Meng Jianwan: "Have I learned this?"

"Yeah." Song Yu hugged his waist emptyly and gave the greatest affirmation, "I just said that my wife is talented and will be able to learn it soon."

Meng Jianwan ignored his flattery and straightened his body on the horse's back. Confidence and arrogance coexisted between his eyebrows, and said for granted: "I don't need an airbag now. You can go down. I want to ride it alone."

Song Yu subconsciously hugged the person tightly, looked at the green grass around him, pretending to be scared: "Are you going to let me walk back? You are too cruel, Wanwan."

Meng Jianwan raised the corners of his lips, she was just a joke. Look at him nervous. She lowered her eyes and looked at the hands buckled around her waist. His hands were overlapping, with white porcelain on the back of his hands, and the pale blue blood vessels were crossed. She really hugged her very tightly. She patted the back of his hand and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Let go, your waist is broken."

Song Yu said deeply: "Do you want to wait for me to let go and kick me off the horse with one kick?"

Meng Jianwan was speechless for a moment, not knowing whether he should say that he had too much imagination or that he thought of her too fiercely.

"You're right, I just want to kick you down." Since he said that, she simply followed his wishes.

Song Yu said seriously: "Then I can't let go, I have to go down together."

Meng Jianwan's brain hurts and bent his elbow and hits the person behind him, as if he has no choice but to do anything to him, and said lightly: "Can you stop being so naive?"

She didn't wait for his answer, and pulled the horse rope and slowly turned around and trotted back. The sun above her head was scorching the grass, and the gentle wind just neutralized the hot air, not so hot.

It was okay for Meng Jianwan to ride a horse alone, but there were two people sitting on the horse's back, with their backs pressing against Song Yu's chest, and they felt hot, especially his scorching breathing seemed to brush across her neck as if nothing had happened, leaving her unable to hide and unable to avoid it. Such a strong sense of existence could not be ignored.

The distance is connected to small white houses and enter the sight, which is the location of the seating area.

Song Yu was right. Because the two of them rode too far, the horse trainer was worried about the safety of the guests and was about to chase after the horse when he saw the figures of the two who returned slowly, and stopped getting on the horse.

"Rest for a while before riding, your face is covered with sweat." Song Yu wiped her cheeks with his fingertips, and his temples were wet with sweat, and his face was red and red.

Meng Jianwan nodded and rode his horse back into the fence. Song Yu got off the horse first. Just as she was about to hug Meng Jianwan, she swept over one leg and turned over and dismounted.

She raised her hand and unbuttoned the lock under her helmet, took off her helmet and held it in her hand. The straps on the helmet struck a red mark on both sides of her cheeks, and beads of sweat flowed through it.

Meng Jianwan fanned the air with his hand and collapsed on the rest chair. The feeling of sitting on the horse's back was not strong. At this moment, he could feel the bones falling apart.

She pinched her shoulders and the pain came, probably because it was the sequelae of falling off the horse just now.

Song Yu handed her a bottle of mineral water with open lids. When she noticed her movements, she frowned: "Did it hurt when it fell? I'll take you to the hospital for a look."

Meng Jianwan took the mineral water and drank half a bottle, pursed the Shuize on his lips, and said carelessly: "Don't go to the hospital, it's not a big deal."

Song Yu didn't listen to what she said. He left the horse farm and asked the driver to go to the nearby hospital. Although Meng Jianwan resisted so much, he could not resist Song Yu's insistence in the end and had an examination.

Fortunately, there were no internal injuries, just some not-so-severe skin trauma.

At that time, in the rest area of ​​the horse farm, Song Yu only checked her arm, but the one on her back was not checked. Now she saw several purple bruises, and she was so angry that she almost cursed. This was what she said, "It doesn't hurt" and "It's okay". He shouldn't believe a word of what she said, and insisted on pulling her to the locker room to strip her naked for checking...

When Meng Jianwan was wearing clothes, the man next to him had a blue face, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, which scared the doctor.

She told me that there was no need to go to the hospital for this little bump. What's more, Song Yu canceled the afternoon skydiving project without asking her opinion.

The doctor prescribed an external medicine and applied it once in the morning and evening, and it will subside in three or four days. If the abrasions do not swell, it proves that there is no big problem.

Meng Jianwan repeated the doctor's words: "Did you hear it? I said it's not a big problem."

Song Yu put a tube of ointment in his pocket and looked at her side: "There are big problems with me about you. Don't run around in the afternoon. Let's rest in the hotel. If you are bored, I will accompany you to the nearby area. Don't play with those exciting events."

Meng Jianwan: "Aren't you going back to China?"

Originally, she had to make a journey of about a week, but she was idle, so he was different. There was still work to deal with in China. From time to time, she saw him holding his cell phone to answer the phone, all of which were at work.

When the two left the hospital, Song Yu opened the car door, put his hand on her head and asked her to get in the car first, and then sat in: "If you like it, stay for a few more days, it's not a big deal."

He could feel that during the past few days abroad, he and Meng Jian were together day and night, and their relationship was many times closer than before, which was very consistent with his idea of ​​"taking a honeymoon to warm up the relationship."

When the car started, Song Yu took out the ointment from his exit bag and studied the English instructions above.

Meng Jianwan glanced lightly and said, "No need to study it anymore. The doctor said that he would apply it once in the morning and evening."

After reading the instructions, Song Yu looked up at her and said seriously: "Go back to the hotel to take a shower first. I will help you apply medicine. You can't apply medicine by yourself on the back."

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Sister Meng: I don’t know why, no matter what Song Gouzi said, I think he is playing a hooligan.

Don't doubt it!!! He is!!!
Chapter completed!