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In the end, Jiang Wenbai still didn't name his horses. In Jiang Wenbai's words, since they are a pair, their names should be the same, otherwise, they won't look like a pair.

Yan Wenmo always felt that these words were strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about them, so in the end he just let him be.

Then, Jiang Wenbai thought hard for a long time and named the horse Dayulong.

According to him, the little white dragon and the big jade dragon are both white horses, jade and white are the same color, and big and small mean protection. The big one protects the small one, so his big jade dragon can protect the little white dragon.

It was as fierce as a tiger at first, but the score was only idiot. There were so many good names for it, so why did it call it Big Jade Dragon? Yan Wenmo felt that it should not be called Big Jade Dragon, it might as well be called Big Oolong.

But Dayulong was very receptive to its name and didn't even object. Yan Wenmo looked at its obedient appearance and fed it some carrots from time to time as a snack.

Jiang Wenbai took great care of the two horses. He prepared the hay and concentrate feed himself, and took the two horses to take a bath and trim their hooves from time to time.

This eagerness made Yan Wenmo feel that if he didn't become an immortal, being a horse breeder would be a good choice.

Perhaps because he envied Yan Wenmo's horse, not long after, the Demon Lord also bought a black horse. He gave the horse a resounding name, Wuzhui.

Such an elegant name is much better than Da Yulong and Xiao Bailong. Unfortunately, his horse is not as human-like as Da Yulong and Xiao Bailong, and is a little stubborn.

Wuzhui's stubbornness lies in the fact that it only accepts food and riding from the Demon Lord.

Even if Yan Wenmo occasionally fed it carrots, it would ignore them. But when the carrots appeared in the hands of the Demon Lord, it would eat them happily.

Yan Wenmo speculated that a good horse can understand human nature. The horse has the same personality as its owner. Wuzhui is so stubborn and still recognizes his owner. His owner must be a stubborn and proud person.

It seemed that the Demon Lord was very satisfied with Yan Wenmo's description. He often fed Wuzhui himself, trimmed his hooves, shaved his hair, and kept him shiny and smooth.

Yan Wenmo did not expect that the Demon Lord would become a horse groom. What he did not expect was that Jiang Wenbai seemed to be competing with the Demon Lord in the matter of horse raising. The two of them were trying their best to see who raised the best horses and tried every means to beat the other.

Yan Wenmo was watching this kind of competition every day. In fact, she also wanted to know what the two of them were thinking when they were trying so hard to win. Could it be that they were just trying to satisfy their vanity? !

It was another morning. Yan Wenmo went downstairs yawning, and then he saw the Demon Lord standing outside the inn on his black horse, looking very high-spirited, as if waiting for someone.

She walked outside the inn and subconsciously looked around. She found that there seemed to be nothing special. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the Demon Lord speak:

"Thirteen, come here"

Yan Wenmo walked over in surprise, but before she could stand still, the Demon Lord pulled her onto the horse. Before she could react, the black horse galloped out, ran out of the streets and came to the suburbs.

The sound of wind was whistling in her ears, and the Demon Lord was very close to her behind her. Yan Wenmo looked at the scenery rapidly receding around her, not understanding what was going on with the other party.

Wuzhui ran for a long time and came to a small hill. It stopped its horse hooves, and the Demon Lord turned over and looked at Yan Wenmo. His eyes seemed to be filled with blazing stars and a warm and sincere look.

Yan Wenmo subconsciously stretched out her hand, but immediately withdrew it. She was about to dismount herself, but the next moment, her left hand was grabbed by the Demon Lord, and then her whole body fell into his arms.

Yan Wenmo looked at the other person in shock, but the Demon Lord put her down gently, then stood beside her and said confidently and ostentatiously:

"My wife also likes riding horses, but she prefers riding with me. When I am free, I will hold her in my arms, ride a horse, and take her to see the scenery. She told me that fame, wealth and status are not as good as my smile, and being with me is her happiest day."

Yan Wenmo looked at his nostalgic expression and thought that the Demon Lord's wife was quite good at flirting. Just look at what she said and how high her emotional intelligence was. Then looking at himself, he felt that he was indeed very dull and boring.

Of course, even if she had high emotional intelligence, she would not use it in front of the Demon Lord, so as to avoid misunderstandings and make herself look disgusting.

Silently moving away from the other person, Yan Wenmo began to pretend to be dumb. The Demon Lord didn't seem to have thought about what she would say, so he just watched the scenery silently.

After a long time, the sound of horse hooves was heard again. Looking again, it was Jiang Wenbai, who was rushing over here anxiously. When he saw Yan Wenmo, his eyes lit up instantly, and then he smiled and asked the big jade dragon to stop.

At this moment, Jiang Wenbai was sitting on a white horse, smiling gently and heartily. He got off the horse, took out a cloak from his bag, and put it on Yan Wenmo with ease, asking:

"Are you hungry?!"

Yan Wenmo nodded, then looked into his arms and said softly:

"Is there anything to eat?!"

Jiang Wenbai took out a paper bag from his arms, handed it to Yan Wenmo, and said with a little pride:

“I ran fast and I’m still hot.”

Yan Wenmo nodded perfunctorily, then opened the paper package, picked up the meat bun, took a bite, and sighed.

Perhaps fearing that Yan Wenmo might choke, Jiang Wenbai took out the water bag, uncorked it, and handed it to him.

Yan Wenmo finished the bun in a few bites, took the water bag handed to him by Jiang Wenbai, and took a sip.

After eating and drinking, Yan Wenmo felt that the scenery here was a little more pleasing to the eye. She took out a small stool, handed one to Jiang Wenbai, and sat on the hillside, looking at the scenery, and sighed:

“The scenery here is unique”

The Demon Lord subconsciously glanced at Yan Wenmo, snorted coldly, and said sarcastically:

“What’s wrong with it?!”

Yan Wenmo heard the displeasure in his tone and simply stopped talking. Seeing her like this, the Demon Lord finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked:

“Why don’t I have it?”

Yan Wenmo looked at him frankly and said seriously:

"Because if you sit down, it's not in line with your style."

As she spoke, she advised more earnestly:

"Look, you are now in a high position, looking down from above, as if everything is under your control. If you were to sit down, you wouldn't have the aura of being at the top of a mountain, overlooking all the other mountains, and it would be embarrassing."

She said it with great conviction and refused to give in. Jiang Wenbai kept his head down, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

The Demon Lord glanced at the two of them, flicked his sleeves, and stood on the hillside in angrily to blow the wind.

The wind blew for half an hour before the Demon Lord decided to go back. Before leaving, he glared at Yan Wenmo, then grabbed her collar, threw her onto her mount without saying a word, and whipped the horse to return.

Yan Wenmo lay on the horse's back, feeling dizzy and weak in her limbs due to Wuzhuidian's riding. When she finally returned to the inn, she was thrown outside the inn again. She sat weakly on the ground with her head buzzing.

Fortunately, Jiang Wenbai arrived quickly, and quickly picked up the person and sent him back to the room. Yan Wenmo took a long time to recover, and then he looked at the roof and muttered:

"Only the superior and the inferior are difficult to raise. If you keep them close, they will be disrespectful. If you keep them far away, they will complain."

Jiang Wenbai looked at her resentful look with a funny expression, and couldn't help but comfort her:

"Why did you provoke him?!"

“I’m doing this for his own good.”

Yan Wenmo said this with confidence and righteousness:

"You've seen that man sitting on the hillside looking into the distance. He's not lame."

Jiang Wenbai looked at her lovingly and said helplessly:

"Just stop messing with him"

Yan Wenmo turned over and said angrily:

"I knew that you all cared about him but not me."

Seeing her complaining face, Jiang Wenbai couldn't help but open his mouth to defend himself:

"How can I not care about you? You see, every time you make him angry, you suffer a little. Can't you just deal with it first?!"

"cannot"

Yan Wenmo said with a stubborn tone, angrily:

"I don't like him and don't want to be with him"

Seeing her disgust, Jiang Wenbai thought of his own powerlessness, and his eyes dimmed for a moment, then he said:

"Okay, we won't play with him or be with him. Just bear with it for now, okay?!"