Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

The horse was galloping. As soon as it arrived at the entrance of the village, Mo Qingcheng was taken aback, and jumped off the horse: "Why are you here?"

"Are you... all right?" Shangguan Yichen stared at Mo Qingcheng with a complicated expression, and an inexplicable worry flashed in his eyes.

Mo Qingcheng didn't point it out, and smiled lightly: "Come on, mother will teach you how to ride a horse."

The little boy's eyes widened, really?

Really, truer than pearls!

Mo Qingcheng explained the essentials, and with encouraging eyes, the little boy got on his horse, fine beads of sweat emerged from the tip of his nose, his face was embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look at Mo Qingcheng.

The corners of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up: "Yichen, Ma'er has spirituality. If you want to communicate with him, you might as well try it. Maybe you will gain something unexpected..."

Shangguan Yichen stretched out his little hand in half-belief, gently stroked the horse's head, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Are you ready?"

"Ah."

"Mother let go..."

"Um……"

The next second, the horse neighed and rushed out.

On the horse's back, that little figure wobbled and nearly fell down several times.

Mo Qingcheng whistled, and the horse's speed gradually slowed down. A look of admiration flashed in Shangguan Yichen's eyes.

Can you still act like this?

Mo Qingcheng caught up with the horse and patted it on the head: "You're not good, you hurt my boss, I can't spare you..."

The horse neighed aggrievedly, and carried the little boy steadily forward slowly.

Shangguan Yichen opened his mouth, his throat was blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

"Don't worry, practice makes perfect..." Mo Qingcheng's gentle voice sounded in the wind.

Shangguan Yichen's back stiffened, he gripped the reins tightly, and continued walking.When will I be able to gallop like my mother?

Along the way, Mo Qingcheng guarded silently, occasionally correcting it, and mostly letting the child understand it by himself.

The master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual...

Encountered a few gossip women on the way, Mo Qingcheng didn't even bother to give alms. These little ladies are too boring, the more you talk to them, the more counterproductive they will be.

Unexpectedly, someone brushed it off and picked up a stone and threw it at the horse's hoof.

The horse became angry in an instant, neighing and rushed towards the leftover wife. Shangguan Yichen was unsteady, looking crooked and about to fall off the horse.

Just as Mo Qingcheng was about to touch the ground with his toes, a black shadow flashed past, and the little boy was gently lifted and placed on the horse's back, stabilizing his figure, and the horse became quiet in an instant.

"Why is it you?" Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned, facing the two figures, one black and one white, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Baili Mingyue was dressed in white, and a pair of peach blossom eyes fell on Mo Qingcheng's face: "Passing by, why, you are not welcome?"

The man in black stood aside, like the air, he seemed to be Baili Mingyue's hidden guard...

"How come?" Mo Qingcheng touched his nose embarrassingly: "We'll talk about it when we go home."

Baili Mingyue smiled enchantingly and snapped her fingers. The man in black stepped forward and walked alongside the horse.

Shangguan Yichen stared coldly at the man in black beside him, expressionless: "Thank you!"

Baili Fengyun didn't respond at all, he could do whatever Young Master asked him to do, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

Shangguan Yichen was unhappy, and mother wanted to cuckold dad?

Mo Qingcheng still doesn't know the strange thoughts of the little boy, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. A lame man in name, what does he want him for?

The dog's leftover wife was taken aback: "Bah, watery!"

"Whoosh!"

"what!"

Baili Fengyun waved his hand, the leftover wife of the dog screamed, dropped her mouth and gnawed on the mud, knocked out two teeth, and was too frightened to cry out...

"Believe it or not, no matter how cheap I am, I'll sew it up for you?"