Unexpectedly, the horse suddenly stopped behind her, and a voice came: "Little lady, why are you walking alone so early in the morning? Sir, how about I give you a ride?"
It turned out to be a prodigal son who came early in the morning to molest a decent woman.
Yi Lingxi sneered secretly.
She raised her head and smiled: "Thank you very much, brother."
Her thin lips pursed lightly, her long eyelashes drooped, and there was a hint of smile on her jade-like face.[
The bones of the well-dressed prodigal were instantly crispy.
Chichi said: "Well, hurry up, little lady, come up quickly."
Such a wonderful encounter made him so excited that he could hardly speak.
He reached out and took Yi Lingxi's little hand: "Uncle, let me pull you up..."
Yi Lingxi rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand and touched the man's hand.
The man felt as if there were an iron pliers on his hands, cold and hard.
He shuddered and suddenly felt a sudden pain in his finger, as if it had been torn off.
He screamed, but before he could react, Yi Lingxi had already jumped onto the horse and was sitting behind him.
Her clear and clean voice sounded behind him: "Oh, brother, I'm sorry, did I hurt you? I thought you were very strong, brother. I didn't expect..."
"Where, where! Haha, it's okay, it's okay."
That young man was not willing to let a beauty laugh at his lack of strength, so he quickly pretended to be nothing.
Secretly, he shook his hand violently.
Woohoo, he felt like his fingers were about to fall off...
Although this rogue looks a bit wretched, the horse he rides is really a good horse.
His whole body is snow-white, without a single hair, and he is very handsome.
Although two people were hunched over, running did not feel strenuous at all.
The disciple felt that the body of the person behind him was warm and soft, his breath was like blue, and all the bones in his body were almost brittle.