King Cheng nodded: "We don't leave, and no one else dares to leave. Let's go down the mountain first."
When the horse farm manager heard this, he hurriedly sent someone to bring the horses over. Because there were a large number of people and the number of horses was not enough, he simply divided them into two batches and went down the mountain along another gentle mountain road.
"Can you still ride a horse?" Beibei asked worriedly. He pulled Xiao Lingyue's hand and saw that her palm was red with the reins, and blew it on her with pain.
"It's okay, it's just a little red, it doesn't hurt."
Xiao Lingyue felt considerate and asked with a smile, "Who is sitting with me, you and Hanhan?"
"I!"
"I~"
The two little guys raised their hands at the same time and looked at each other again.
"Beibei..." Hanhan looked at him pitifully.
He wanted to sit on his mother's horse.
On the way I came before, Beibei had already taken it.
He hadn't ridden with his mother yet, so I really wanted to know what that felt.
Beibei looked at him with a little disgust, and he struggled for a while, reluctantly agreed: "Okay, this time."
"Long live Beibei!" Han Han cheered and hugged him, rubbing happily again and again, "I knew Beibei was the best, and I like Beibei the most!"
I know.
I wish I could say it ten times a day.
Really clingy.
Beibei thought in disgust, his ears were a little hot, and Hanhan rubbed him for a while before he reached out to push him away.
Xiao Lingyue asked, "Whose horse should Beibei take?"
There are only two roads up the mountain. One is steep and steep, which is only suitable for horse racing. The other is slightly flatter, but the distance is even longer.
If you don’t ride a horse, relying on your legs alone will only take an hour to go down the mountain.
That would be too tiring.
Beibei turned his head and looked at the side, just in time he met the man's eyes.
Zhan Beihan stood aside with his chest in his arms, as if he was waiting for this moment, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his expression seemed to be saying: Little thing, is it now that I am asking for it?
Beibei: "..."
The little guy's delicate face turned black, he snorted and dreamed!
He would never ask him for it!
Beibei decisively shifted his target, walked to King Cheng, and asked politely: "Your Highness Cheng, can you please take me down the mountain? I can't ride a horse."
Before King Cheng could speak, his back suddenly became cold.
He turned his head in horror and saw his third brother staring at him coldly, as if threatening - he was not allowed to agree to him!
King Cheng: "..."
Why are you still competing with the children?
This is the son of "Shen Wan", not Han Han. What did the third brother do to make things difficult for others?
King Cheng was very dissatisfied with it, but the third brother was the third brother after all, so he couldn't argue with this face and was a little embarrassed for a while.
Beibei saw King Cheng's expression and seemed to have guessed something, and turned his head suddenly.
Zhan Beihan stood behind his back with his chest in his arms, his expression calm, as if he did nothing.
Beibei: "..."
The little guy didn't see anything, so he had to frown and turn around, raise his head and ask, "Your Highness Cheng, is it inconvenient for you?"
King Cheng was wise in a hurry: "Well, that's right. My riding skills are not very good. I'm afraid of something wrong. Why don't you... ask my third brother? His riding skills are good, and I'll take you again.
Fast and safe.”
Beibei: "I don't want it!"
King Cheng: "..."
Beibei turned his head again: "Is it convenient for His Highness Xiang?"
"It's inconvenient." King Xiang said with a smile, "My riding skills are as bad as King Cheng. Little guy, if you want to go down the mountain, you can only ask your third brother, only he can take you."
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