Wu Qi seemed to understand his words, lowered his head and rubbed his face, making a low voice.
"Want to go out with me?" The man quickly understood what it meant and raised his eyebrows.
“Huihui…”
"Okay, don't keep getting along with me, be good."
Zhan Beihan patted its head, and as he looked at Wu Qi's calm and gentleness, he pointed at Xiao Lingyue: "Give it the horse to her."
"Yes." The servant quickly led the jujube horse over and respectfully handed the reins to Xiao Lingyue.
"Mr. County Lord, please take it."
Xiao Lingyue took the reins and said suspiciously: "You are talking about the horse racing location, don't you want to leave the mansion, right?"
"right."
“Where is it?”
“Real Horse Farm.”
Zhan Beihan finished briefly, grabbed the reins, turned his head and ordered: "Han Han, come here!"
Han Han shook his head quickly: "I want to sit on my mother's horse, I won't sit with you."
"She can't take you two."
The man said angrily: "You, or Beibei, come here!"
Cold: "..."
The little guy was immediately confused and couldn't help but look at Beibei who was held in his arms by his mother, and his face slightly collapsed.
He hadn't sat on his mother's horse yet, so he wanted to sit on with him.
but......
Beibei had just had a fight with his father, so he would definitely not sit with him.
Han Han asked unwillingly: "Can't my mother really take us two together?"
Xiao Lingyue apologized and said, "No, I can only bring one."
Sitting in her arms, she can still protect her.
But it is too dangerous for the two children to be together, and Xiao Lingyue will not agree.
She also knew that Beibei would definitely not sit on the same horse with Zhan Beihan, and she was not relieved. What if she started fighting on the horse's back? So, she could only feel aggrieved Hanhan first.
"Hanhan, can you sit with your father? I'll take you next time." Xiao Lingyue said apologetically.
"Okay..." The little guy lowered his head wilted, and his whole body exuded a reluctant aura.
Zhan Beihan smiled and said, "You are wronged by sitting on my horse?"
"Yes, I feel wronged! I just want to sit on a horse with my mother, can't it?" Han Han protested loudly.
Zhan Beihan: "..."
Beibei suddenly spoke, "I'll come back and let you sit down."
Han Han immediately looked at him: "Really?"
"Yes." Beibei had a stern face and didn't even look at the man. He only said to Hanhan: "One person once, fair."
"Oh! Beibei, you are so nice, that's it!"
Han Han became happy in an instant, ran to Zhan Beihan's horse happily, stretched out his little hand, "Dad, carry me up!"
The man looked at him with a smile, then looked at the little dumpling that had been hugged by Xiao Lingyue on the red horse, and snorted in his heart.
Once per person?
When he came back, he saw how the little thing begged him.
Zhan Beihan wrote down the account, bent down and picked up his son, put him on the back of the black horse, then jumped onto the horse, and grabbed the reins: "Follow me and drive!" This chapter has been completed!