Chapter 968 Obedient

Maybe it's because Fu Nanli's aura is too fierce, but the God of War also looks docile and well-behaved in front of him.

The old man was anxious: "Nan Li, do you really want this girl to be a jockey?"

Fu Nanli basically would not interfere with Wen Qiao's interests and hobbies, and supported her in moving towards her dreams.

Only this time, her safety will indeed be involved.

But if she insisted on doing so, he wouldn't object too much.

"She should be measured herself."

Although I said this, I was very worried.

Wen Qiao asked someone to bring a knight costume, and Fu Nanli personally helped her put on a helmet and tied kneepads on her knees and elbows: "Be careful, as long as you are injured once, you will never be allowed to do it again." horse riding."

Wen Qiao suddenly felt a little stressed, but he still nodded: "I promise not to get hurt."

She turned around, took the reins of the God of War, and touched his head: "Let's work hard together and stand on the highest podium together, eh?"

The God of War neighed, seeming to understand what she said.

Wen Qiao got on his horse neatly, with a valiant expression and high spirits. Fu Nanli's heart was always in his heart.

Wen Qiao took the reins and turned the horse's head, and the God of War rushed out like an arrow from the string. The old man covered his heart and shouted: "Slow down, you girl has never been trained, you are riding so fast..."

Fu Nanli's heart was always in his heart.

His little friend has a free soul, and he doesn't want to tie her down in the name of love.

Wen Qiao was riding on the horse, feeling the lightning and the strong wind in her ears. She enjoyed the adrenaline rush.

Finally, after one lap, she tightened the reins, and the God of War stopped steadily in front of Fu Nanli.

Fu Nanli felt relieved.

Wen Qiao raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Two and a half minutes, about the same speed as Song Yu."

Fu Nanli's stiff expression softened. Wen Qiao was indeed talented in everything, both civil and military.

His little friend shines brighter and brighter in her life.

He stretched out his hand: "Is it okay?"

Wen Qiao: "I have to run a few more laps to get a feel for it."

Fu Nanli:......

When will he be able to completely let go of his heart?

Wen Qiao rode several laps in a row, and her speed was very stable. She was confident that she would have no problem finishing in the top three. The main thing about the Jockey Club was the horses. Her role as a jockey was at best the icing on the cake.

She rode eight times in total and finally got off the horse.

The old man and Fu Nanli murmured: "This God of War really likes our girl. He was not so well-behaved in front of Song Yu."

Fu Nanli:......

The objects of envy expand further.

Wen Qiao came over with sweat on her back, and the old man took out a tissue. Fu Nanli took it and wiped her sweat.

Wen Qiao's mouth was dry: "I'm a little thirsty."

"Get in the car. There is a small refrigerator in the car."

After saying goodbye to the old man, the two got in the car. Wen Qiao drank a bottle of water. He drank too quickly and the water flowed out of the corner of his mouth. Fu Nanli's eyes darkened and he took out a tissue to wipe her. Wen Qiao choked. , coughing violently.

Fu Nanli patted her on the back: "You can choke even if you drink water. What's the difference between you and a child?"

Wen Qiao said calmly: "A child can't have a boyfriend, and he still has such a handsome boyfriend."

After all, he had to worry about it, so Wen Qiao wanted to say some nice words to make him happy.

Young Master Fu was really happy, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.