Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1517: So Thin and Soft

Thinking, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes.

Just when Lu Liangwei was accompanying the old lady in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, Yaoyao and Ji'er were already on the way to Xishuiguan.

It was the first time for both of them to go to such a far place. At the beginning, they were very excited.

But after sitting in the carriage for a few days, they couldn't sit still.

Especially Yaoyao.

She pulled the curtain of the carriage and said weakly to Chuqi who was riding a horse on the side: "Brother Xiaoqi, I don't want to ride in the carriage anymore. Lend me your horse."

Chuqi glanced at her, "Can you ride a horse?"

"Of course." Yaoyao immediately sat up straight, "I learned to ride a horse when I was twelve years old." Quite proud.

Chuqi looked at Ji'er and asked with his eyes.

Jier nodded, "Her horse riding skills are OK."

Yaoyao was a little unhappy when she heard this, "What do you mean OK? She is obviously better than you."

Jier didn't argue with her. To be honest, after sitting in the carriage for a few days, she was a little restless and looked at Chuqi with expectation.

Chuqi thought about it and asked a guard to bring the horse over.

Yaoyao saw this and hurriedly called the driver to stop, jumped directly from the carriage to the horse, and then pulled the reins and ran forward.

Chuqi immediately ordered someone to follow and protect.

Jier stood on the shaft of the carriage, very envious.

At this time, Chuqi rode forward and stretched out his hand to her, "Jier, get on, I'll take you."

Jier was a little surprised, hesitated, and said, "I can ride a horse..."

Chuqi probably didn't expect her to refuse. He was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to withdraw his hand, the girl's soft hand quickly held his palm.

"However, I am not familiar with the route, so it is more convenient for you to take me with you." Ji'er said in a brisk tone.

Chu Qi's mouth curled slightly, and with a force on his hand, he pulled her onto the horse's back.

The two had not been alone for several days, and their bodies suddenly pressed closely together, and they were all a little embarrassed.

Especially Ji'er, she was surrounded by Chu Qi's strong arms on her chest, and her heartbeat accelerated and her face flushed.

Chu Qi pursed his lips, was silent for a moment, clenched his fingers, and finally loosened them, and supported her slender waist.

His sudden touch made Ji'er tremble, and a strange feeling came from the place where he touched, and she blushed instantly.

Chu Qi saw that she was not repulsive, and his fingers tightened a little, only to feel that her waist was so thin and soft, which made him a little dazed.

Ji'er looked straight ahead as if nothing had happened, but what she didn't know was that her small ears were already red as if they were about to drip blood.

Chu Qi stared at her small ears for a long time, and his handsome face flushed when he thought of something.

He quickly suppressed his thoughts and led her forward.

When the two caught up with Yaoyao, Bei Tangyou was beside her. Yaoyao squatted on the ground, her face was pale, cold sweat on her forehead, and a circle of frightened guards surrounded her.

Ji'er was horrified when she saw this, "Xiao Qi, go over quickly, Yaoyao seems to be in trouble."

Chu Qi was startled and led her to approach quickly.

When they got close, Chu Qi helped Ji'er get off the horse.

Jier hurriedly approached Yaoyao, and just as she was about to ask, Yaoyao couldn't wait to shout out, looking pitiful, "Jier, I sprained my ankle, it hurts so much..."

Jier's face changed, and he squatted down beside her, quickly looked around her, and saw that she only sprained her ankle, and nothing else was wrong, so he breathed a sigh of relief and frowned and asked: "What happened?"

"I fell off the horse..." Yaoyao was in so much pain that tears rolled in her eyes and she muttered softly.

"Don't you know Qinggong? How can you fall down?" Jier was anxious and angry.

"When I landed, I accidentally sprained my ankle." Yaoyao covered her left ankle and gasped in pain.

Seeing this, Jier hurriedly said to Chuqi: "Xiaoqi, carry Yaoyao to the carriage."

Chuqi frowned, stepped forward and supported Yaoyao's arm, "Can you still walk by yourself?"

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