Cat and mouse game

Qiao Nan and Fei Jiao stayed at Mei La's house for two days.

The weather in the Northwest is always changing, and that stupid Santana might be scrapped in a windy day. After thinking about it, it would be better to hide at Mela's house for two days.

Besides, this place is rare and safe, the kidnappers would never come here anyway.

Mela lived on the first floor of the small building, and Qiao Nan also lived in the room on the first floor where she lived when she accompanied Master to visit. Only Fei Jiao lived on the second floor under Mela's gracious arrangement. The best-furnished room in Jianxiao Building, through the window you can see the vast plain.

Although Mei La did it very secretly, Fei Jiao was keenly aware of her enthusiasm for her beyond the normal level.

Every time those kind eyes looked at her, they seemed to miss something through her.

It wasn't until Mei La went to work in the kitchen again that Fei Jiao had the opportunity to ask Qiao Nan who was feeding the sheep outside the courtyard.

"Aunt Mela had a daughter," Qiao Nan said in a low voice, holding a cigarette, "One winter, when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, her daughter went to herd sheep and never came back."

Having said that, she paused, her eyes lingering on Fei Jiao's face for a while longer, "If Aunt Meera's daughter is not dead, she should be about the same age as you."

"After her daughter passed away, Aunt Mela has lived alone for so many years, and she doesn't interact with outsiders very much. It's rare to see a little girl your age. It's probably because of the situation, she thinks of her daughter through you, and always wants to treat you better. .”

"Although her daughter passed away, she has always missed her in her heart. Over the years, there has always been a room reserved for her daughter. From time to time, she buys something and goes in. She doesn't seem so lonely. The Tibetan robe you wear is Liuqi Years ago, she took me to the market to buy it, and comparing it to my size, she thought her daughter should wear this size when she grows up, so she bought it and took it home as a souvenir."

Fei Jiao was a little dazed when she heard it, as if she had thought of something, and after a while she flicked the hem of her robe, which was already spotless, and asked casually, "Why did you tell me everything all of a sudden?"

Based on how she got along with Qiao Nan in the past few days, she felt that according to Qiao Nan's usual habits, he would probably shut up after the second sentence.

This person is cold-tempered and seldom talks, and I didn't see her say a few words along the way.

But why Qiao Nan said so much, Fei Jiao can probably guess.

It was nothing more than fear that Meera's excessive enthusiasm would make her feel uncomfortable and that she might misunderstand.

Most Tibetans are forthright, with joy, anger, sorrow and joy expressed on their faces, and they can't hide it at all.

Fei Jiao glanced at the tall haystacks beside her, and pointed with her chin, "I want to sit on the highest place."

Qiao Nan pinched out the cigarette, didn't look at the haystack, raised her hand to grab Fei Jiao's armpit, and lifted her up with a little strength.

Fei Jiao never knew that Qiao Nan had such strength, and he lifted her up easily.

She watched Qiao Nan condescendingly take out a cigarette again, and leaned on the wooden pole to light it again.

Fei Jiao stopped Qiao Nan's hand with a smile, bent over to her and said, "Ms. Qiao Nan, are you usually like this?"

Qiao Nan raised his head, expressionless, with a little confusion in his eyes.

Fei Jiao stared into her eyes and said, "You're usually like this too, you can do whatever the client asks you to do?"

"My usual clients are not as busy as yours." Qiao Nan replied sincerely.

Qiao Nan is too indifferent in dealing with people. She doesn't often deal with clients, and most of the time it's a shallow thing.

Even when dealing with each other, few people would act recklessly in front of her like Fei Jiao.

Fei Jiao couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, she shook her legs in a good mood.

Just be different.

Only when there are differences can there be stories. How can everyone be the same, so how can they leave an impression on the bottom of my heart.

"Qiao Nan." Fei Jiao suddenly called out again.

"Huh?" Qiao Nan responded.

Fei Jiao didn't speak any more.

Qiao Nan had already gotten used to her weirdness, so she didn't ask any more when she didn't respond.

It happened that Meera called Qiao Nan to help in the house, and the cigarette that had not had time to light was put back into the cigarette case.

Fei Jiao watched her leave, stared at her straight back, and licked her lips with the tip of her tongue.

Strange to say, she was tired of the sensuality of the capital city.

The ice-like woman she met on the snowy plateau actually aroused her interest.

From the first time she saw Qiao Nan, she had ulterior motives, otherwise she would not have found her on the edge of the cliff.

Fei Jiao's desires and desires are always straightforward.

And Qiao Nan's refusal was equally straightforward.

Fei Jiao just likes Qiao Nan's coldness, the more she refuses and perfunctory, the more she likes it.

There is a large canyon to the east of the town. A small tributary of the Kaziya River flows here, bringing the whole land alive. It is surrounded by a huge grassland, where the cattle and sheep in the town often graze.

This canyon is located in a remote location, except for herdsmen, few people come here.

Seeing that the two were nestling in the house all day long, Meera kindly suggested that they go horseback riding by the canyon.

Most Tibetans have horses in their homes. Although this area is not far from National Highway 109, the transportation is not convenient, and it is common to rely on horses to walk.

Meera's family has only one jet-black horse, tall and mighty, with an exceptionally docile temper.

Fei Jiao knows how to ride a horse, and equestrian lessons are for rich people to have fun. She has learned since she was a child.

Qiao Nan can also ride a horse, and she travels around this area all year round. She was forced by her master to learn it for a long time.

But seeing the horse, Fei Jiao rarely showed interest in riding, so Qiao Nan gave it to Fei Jiao.

Sitting on the horse, Fei Jiao stretched out her hand to Qiao Nan.

Qiao Nan didn't answer her, planning to drive behind her.

"Aunt Meera said the road to that canyon is rough, won't our little wreck get knocked over?"

Fei Jiao's horse riding movements are standard, and she doesn't bow her head when looking at people, but only half-closes her eyelids, condescending and making people feel a little arrogant, like wild roses with straight branches.

Qiao Nan felt that if it wasn't for her good-looking face and a lot of money, Fei Jiao would have been beaten less in her past life.

Explaining that he would not overturn the car, he turned around in the bottom of his heart, but he didn't say it. Qiao Nan glanced at Fei Jiao, went into the house, took a bag of things, and then stepped on the saddle pedal and sat on it.

"Hold me tight." Sensing Qiao Nan's movement, Fei Jiao said softly without turning her head.

Qiao Nan pursed her lips, she had never been so close to anyone before, the saddle was not big, she could only sit close to Fei Jiao if she wanted to sit properly.

Before she stretched out her hand, Fei Jiao suddenly deliberately drove the horse and stopped again. The speed was not fast, but it was enough for Qiao Nan to slam into Fei Jiao's back due to inertia, and subconsciously circled her slender waist.

"Look at you, why didn't you listen to me when you said hug me tight earlier?"

Fei Jiao rode the horse again, and said slowly, her eyebrows were lightly raised as if she was taking pleasure in other's misfortune, it was really bad.

Qiao Nan's eyes dimmed, and his tongue touched the palate.

She's not temperless.

Letting Fei Jiao play wild on her head all the way is nothing more than showing respect to customers.

"Miss Fei, you ride a horse, with all due respect." Qiao Nan said softly, "It sucks."

"What did you say?" Fei Jiao seemed unable to believe her ears.

For equestrianism, it is one of Feijiao's most confident events. She has always been the No.1 regular visitor in equestrian competitions.

"I said, you suck at riding a horse." Qiao Nan repeated.

Fei Jiao laughed angrily at her, "Qiao Nan, you must have a basis for what you say."

The town is not that big, and after such a short period of time, it is almost far away from the houses. Fei Jiao shook the reins and speeded up.

Feeling Qiao Nan's tightened arms behind her, she hooked the corners of her lips, "You have to hold on tightly so that you don't fall."

"Don't worry, you won't fall." Qiao Nan said lightly, "Miss Fei, I didn't mean to belittle you. Have you ever thought that you won so many equestrian competitions because others gave way to you?"

Fei Jiao paused when she heard the words, and opened her mouth to refute.

Taking advantage of this time, Qiao Nan suddenly snatched the rein from Fei Jiao's hand. She clamped her legs around the horse's belly, drew out the whip and hit the flatter's buttocks, and the horse suddenly accelerated.

Being robbed of the driving right, Fei Jiao hurriedly held the upturned side of the saddle to stabilize, and her feet on the stirrups also exerted force secretly. Also due to inertia, she had to bump into Qiao Nan's arms.

"Miss Fei, you have to stay close to me." Qiao Nan's voice came slowly, his chest vibrated slightly as if he was mocking Fei Jiao.

Compared with Fei Jiao, Qiao Nan's horse riding is very different. Fei Jiao has received the most orthodox international equestrian education, and her movements are rigid and flawless;

Qiao Nan's movements, on the other hand, were a little reckless, with no rules, wide opening and closing, and the speed was extremely fast when the horse was riding forward, but it was unsteady.

Even so, Fei Jiao still had to lean in Qiao Nan's arms to stabilize her figure.

The horse bumped, unlike sitting in a car. Fei Jiao didn't want to lose face in front of Qiao Nan, so she gritted her teeth to resist the slight discomfort caused by the violent bumps.

Along the way, the wind brushed past her face quickly, cutting her painfully. Fei Jiao had to squint her eyes to scan the surrounding scene in a hurry, without making a sound as if she was struggling.

But Qiao Nan is not a person who shows off his ambition after all.

It didn't take long for the horse to slow down.

Only then did Fei Jiao relax her body a little bit, and simply lay lazily in Qiao Nan's arms, as if she had no bones.

Qiao Nan wanted to return the reins to her, after all, her original intention was to teach this arrogant little girl a lesson, but Fei Jiao deliberately shrank back into her arms.

"I'm uncomfortable, I'm uncomfortable, I can't hold the rein, I don't want it," Fei Jiao said while deliberately sticking closer to Qiao Nan, "You lean on me and take me there."

For no reason, seeing Fei Jiao's rascal appearance, Qiao Nan thought of the kitten emoji pack, which is both unreasonable and strong.

She will not be scared like ordinary children and become good. Fei Jiao is like a cat that never bows her head. She dominates the sky in front of her. After being taught a lesson, she just puts her nails away and licks her paws. , It doesn't matter anymore to lie down and play rogue.

Thinking about it this way, Qiao Nan felt a little helpless, and the little anger that was stirred up by Fei Jiao just now was suppressed.

What's the rivalry between her and Fei Jiao?

This girl is a ghost, she will never let herself suffer.

She wanted to teach Fei Jiao a lesson, but Fei Jiao took advantage of the opportunity.