Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"Hahaha, what a joke!" Bo Siheng laughed out loud as if hearing a joke, "I was the world champion of western horse racing last year!"

"Yeah." Fang Jianning nodded: "Sounds very powerful!"

The other party's reaction was more dull than he had imagined. Bao Siheng was a little surprised and annoyed, and shook his arm: "Come up quickly, don't worry, I won't fall to you!"

Fang Jianning stretched out his hand, and Bao Siheng grabbed it, lifted her vigorously, and brought her onto the horse's back.

"Hold on firmly!" Fang Jianning was about to reach out to grab the saddle, but Bao Siheng pulled his hand and put it directly on his waist.

Noticing the ambiguous look in the eyes of the staff next to him, Fang Jianing suddenly felt a little embarrassed, quickly retracted his hand, and said angrily, "That's why I can't grasp it steadily!"

But her hand hadn't been fully withdrawn, but was grabbed by the other party again. With Bao Siheng's strength, she stuck her whole body on his back.

Bao Siheng patted the hand that he forced to put on his stomach, "If you can't hold it steady, just hug me!"

It was the first time that Bao Siheng, who was serious and unsmiling, could be so flirtatious. The staff almost cried out, covered their mouths in shock, and looked at each other.

Fang Jianning was angry and ashamed, but under the absolute power of the opponent, he still couldn't withdraw his hand, so he could only protest in a low voice against his ear: "Bo Siheng, can you be more serious, so many people are watching you?" ..."

"Shh-"
Bo Siheng's voice came from the other side, "Hey, don't talk in my ear, you know, I can't bear it!"

Fang Jianning's face turned red up to the base of his neck, and he gave him a fierce look, but he could only shut his mouth, and strangled his waist with all his strength, just wanting to take revenge on him.

"Ah! Jianning, you hurt me!"

Bao Siheng yelled loudly and attracted the attention of the staff. This was completely beyond Fang Jianning's expectations. He was startled, and Fang Jianing hurriedly moved his hands away. Under the ambiguous eyes of the staff, he buried his head deeply in Bao Siheng's chest. back.

"Bo Siheng, you have won!"

Fang Jianning's muffled voice came from behind, Bao Siheng raised the corners of his lips, grabbed Fang Jianning's hands again and folded them on his waist, this time, the other party cooperated very well and hugged him with appropriate strength.

"Are you ready?"

"Ah."

"drive--"

The two of them rode together, galloping on the vast and boundless horse farm, full of vigor and vigor.

After running around the racecourse, Bao Siheng was already out of breath. He pulled the reins and stopped. I turned around excitedly, only to find that Fang Jianning was not as tired as I imagined, but was looking at him with a smile on his face. Bao Siheng was a little surprised when he recalled how the other party remained silent no matter how fast he got off.

"Isn't it fun?"

Fang Jianning shook his head: "Not bad!"

Bao Siheng grinned, "Do you want to try Nani alone?"

"OK!"

"Sit tight and don't move, I'll come down first!"

Bo Siheng had just finished speaking, but Fang Jianning behind him had turned over and got off the horse. He was startled, afraid that her small body would fall, but the other party jumped up skillfully, and landed firmly on the ground.

It didn't look like it was the first time he was exposed to equestrianism. Bao Siheng looked at him in surprise: "You...you know how to ride a horse?"

"Yes, I can ride!" Fang Jianning raised her head to look at him, with a slightly flamboyant smile on her lips. "Let's play, how about it?"

"Contest?"

Bao Siheng thought he heard it wrong, and confirmed again: "You mean... you want to compete with me?"

"uh-huh!"

Seeing Fang Jianning's confident nod, Bao Siheng couldn't help laughing: "I think...it's better not to, after all, I didn't go fast just now because I didn't want to scare you..."

Fang Jianning blinked mischievously: "Are you afraid of losing to me?"

"Joke!" Bo Siheng's desire to win was successfully provoked, and he looked down at Fang Jianning below, "How could I lose to you?"

Fang Jianning still smiled: "Then what if you really lose?"

"impossible!"

"What if?"

Bao Siheng waved his hand, very sure: "If I really lose, then I'll wash the stables!"

"A gentleman's word!"

"A four-horse is hard to catch!" Bao Siheng also jumped off the horse and handed the rein to Fang Jianning: "Come on, Miss Fang, let me see your strength!"

Fang Jianning did not reach out to pick it up, but shook his head lightly, and said, "Although this German Hanover is a good horse, it is not suitable for me. Can I pick it myself?"

"You know how to pick horses?" Bao Siheng became more interested, and he waved his whip at the stables, "The horses here are all good horses, you can pick whatever you want!"

Fang Jianning nodded and walked straight to the stables. Bao Siheng turned around and looked at her with great interest.

Ten minutes later, Fang Jianning walked over leading a horse that was not that outstanding in appearance. However, when she walked up to Bao Siheng and saw the breed of the horse clearly, a trace of imperceptible surprise appeared on Bao Siheng's face. .

He thought by chance, maybe she was just lucky, so he asked tentatively: "Why did you choose such a poor-looking pony? There are many better ones in this stable, do you want to start over?" Pick once?"

Fang Jianning shook his head, with a smile on his lips: "Mr. Bo is fooling me. You know how many horses are really better than him in your own stable?" Fang Jianing turned his eyes to the horse next to him : "So your horse can be compared with it?"

This is a British Thoroughbred horse, also known as a "sweaty horse" in martial arts dramas, but it is one of the best horses in the world. Although it does look a bit "ugly" because of its young age, it does not affect its combat effectiveness at all.

It seems that I really met an expert!

Bao Siheng's surprised eyes were full of admiration: "Jianning, you really surprised me!"

"What's even more surprising is what's behind!" Fang Jianning raised his eyebrows and smiled, holding the rein with one hand and pressing the saddle with the other, he bounced and jumped onto the horse.

"Jianning, you... when did you learn to ride a horse?"

Fang Jianning blinked at him, "This is a secret!" After finishing speaking, he adjusted his posture, whistled at Bao Siheng, and swung his whip fiercely. The horse flew out like the wind like an arrow off the string.

"Jianning, wait for me!"

Not to be outdone, Bao Siheng chased after him with a whip.

On the lush green grass, two horses are galloping fast with their masters on their backs. The wind is so fast that a wave of falling geese is startled flying around, which is really spectacular.

It has been a long time since the racecourse has seen such an exciting scene. Everyone dropped their work and looked at it with their heads up, envious of the heroic demeanor of the two.

"President Bo and that Miss Fang are really a good match!"

"That is, only such a powerful woman is worthy of our Boss!"