Wu Zhui seemed to understand what he said, lowering his head and rubbing his face, making a low sound.
"Want to go out with me?" The man quickly understood what it meant and raised his eyebrows.
"Hui Hui..."
"Okay, don't keep rubbing against me, be good."
Zhan Beihan patted its head, and after seeing Wu Zhui calm down, he pointed at Xiao Lingyue: "Give her that horse."
"Yes." The servant quickly led the maroon horse over and handed the reins to Xiao Lingyue respectfully.
"County Lord, hold on tight."
Xiao Lingyue took the reins and said suspiciously: "The horse racing location you mentioned is not going to leave the house, right?"
"right."
"what is the place?"
"Royal Hippodrome."
After Zhan Beihan finished speaking briefly, he pulled the reins, turned around and ordered: "Hanhan, come here!"
Han Han quickly shook his head: "I want to sit on mother's horse, not with you."
"She can't take you two with her."
The man said angrily: "You, or Beibei, come over here!"
Hanhan: "..."
The little guy was immediately confused. He couldn't help but glance at Beibei, who was being held in his mother's arms, and his face dropped slightly.
He has not sat on his mother's horse yet and wants to sit with her.
but......
Beibei just had a quarrel with his father, and he would definitely not sit with him.
Hanhan asked unwillingly: "Can't mother really take us two together?"
Xiao Lingyue apologized: "No, I can only bring one."
Sitting in her arms, she could still protect him.
But it would be too dangerous for two children to be together, and Xiao Lingyue would not agree.
She also knew that Bei Bei would definitely not ride on the same horse as Zhan Beihan, and she was not worried. What if they got into a fight on horseback? So, she could only aggrieve Han Han first.
"Hanhan, can you sit with your father? Mom will take you next time." Xiao Lingyue said apologetically.
"Okay..." The little guy lowered his head, his whole body exuding an aura of reluctance.
Zhan Beihan smiled angrily and said, "Sit on my king's horse. Do you feel wronged?"
"Yeah, it's so unfair! I just want to ride on the same horse as my mother, can't I?" Han Han protested loudly.
Zhan Beihan: "..."
Beibei suddenly said: "I'll let you sit when I come back."
Hanhan immediately looked at him: "Really?"
"Yeah." Beibei said with a stern face, without even looking at the man, and only said to Hanhan: "One person, once, it's fair."
"Oh! Beibei, you're so kind, that's it!"
Han Han became happy instantly, and happily ran to Zhan Beihan's horse, stretched out his little hand, "Daddy, hurry up and carry me up!"
The man looked at him with a half-smile, then looked at the little dumpling who had been carried by Xiao Lingyue and sat on the bay-red horse, and he chuckled in his heart.
One person at a time?
When he came back, he saw how the little thing begged him.
Zhan Beihan wrote down this account, bent down and picked up his son, put him on Wu Zui's back, then jumped onto the horse, holding the reins: "Follow me, the king, drive!" This chapter has been completed!