The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

The man Xu Shi just ran over in a hurry. At this moment, his golden curls were all wet and hanging on the man's smooth forehead.

And those flame-like eyes seemed to be about to burn at this moment. They were looking at her accurately from half a distance of the racecourse.

Jing Ling paused for a moment, then turned his head back expressionlessly.

This retarded.

Don’t you know how far his home is from the castle?

He actually ran here like this!

The tram driver knew it was time to cry.

After a pause, Jing Ling winked at Luonan and Xiamu who were standing aside.

The two people instantly understood what Jing Ling meant, and made a secret "ok" gesture to Jing Ling. The two held hands and ran toward Fu Bing at the edge of the racecourse.

"Boss, you're finally here!" Xiamu looked a little anxious, "Her Majesty the Queen is making a horse racing appointment with an adult today!"

After saying that, he opened his eyes.

After brushing the ice for a moment, he sensitively captured the key words in Xiamu's words.

Grabbing Xianmu's arm suddenly, Fu Bing said in a bad tone, "Which adult?"

Luo Nei smiled sweetly and kindly stretched out her hand to point out to Fu Bing, "Prince Mengzuo's youngest son."

Looking in the direction of Luo Nei's gesture, he saw a handsome man wearing a white silk polo shirt, long pants and riding boots, and a small coat in the center of the racecourse, heading towards Jing Ling with a smile on his face.

The man is tall and has perfect proportions. The ordinary riding attire worn on him looks very suitable, making the man look very elegant.

Fu Bing was glaring at the man, but there was a whisper in his ear: "I heard that Prince Mengzuo intends to marry the royal family."

When Jing Ling succeeded to the throne, the royal family of the blood clan was depleted. If they wanted to get married, the only young person who could match the young son of Prince Monsaku was Jing Ling.

Fu Bing's expression froze suddenly, and then he pushed Xia Mu and Luo Nai aside and ran forward.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go horseback riding and race for two laps."

"Not interested in."

"...Then what does Your Majesty like?"

The man raised his chin slightly, trying to show off his handsomeness.

Jing Ling glanced at the ambiguous red mark on the man's neck expressionlessly, feeling a little irritated.

This bitch, I told you to be a pillar, but you are so dedicated.

"I--"

Just as Jing Ling opened his mouth, he felt someone suddenly hit him in front of him.

Jing Ling picked it up subconsciously.

Fu Bing reached out and hooked Jing Ling's neck, bringing his face closer.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Fu Bing blushed and rubbed Jing Ling's cold face slightly.

"Your Majesty, I'm late." Fu Bing didn't dare to raise his head at all. At this moment, he only felt that his heart was beating very fast, as if it was about to jump to his throat.

Jing Ling's hand holding Fu Bing could not help but open slightly and then shrink slightly at an angle that no one could see.

This mentally handicapped...

Fortunately, the chair was combined, otherwise with the speed of his rushing down like a missile, both of them would have hit the ground today.

I have to talk to the person who bought this chair to pay more when I get back.

Ignoring the ugly look on Meng Kui's face next to her, Jing Ling lowered her head and stared at Fu Bing, who was sitting in her arms playing quail after saying those words, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

"You get up first." Jing Ling whispered with no emotion in her voice.

He brushed the ice for a moment and then tightened his arms.

He doesn't want it.

He didn't believe that she didn't know that he was pursuing her in such a big way now.

Even though he knew it, he still avoided him.

Now I am having so much fun chatting with this bastard grandson who was kidnapped from nowhere.

Now facing him, her tone is still so cold...

The more Fu Bing thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. As his arms continued to tighten involuntarily, he felt as if his whole heart was biting into an unripe fruit, sore.

Fu Bing, who lowered his head, didn't notice the growing smile on the face of the girl above him.

"Okay, I agreed to compete for two laps." Jing Ling raised her head and looked at Meng Kui, whose eyes were burning with anger, and said coldly.

Patting Fu Bing, Jing Ling finally couldn't help but asked with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "Can you ride a horse?"

Fu Bing subconsciously shouted back: "Is there anything he can't do!" Did he think he was the only one who could do it?

Xianmu, who was watching from the sidelines: "..."

Boss, when will you learn to ride a horse?

Aren’t you most afraid of horses?

……

After a moment.

Jing Ling sat behind Fu Bing and couldn't help but have black lines on her head.

Did you say you could ride a horse?

You obviously can't even hold the reins around a horse's neck.

"Are you okay?" Jing Ling held Fu Bing's waist, which was about to fall, and couldn't help but sigh.

How come I am so mentally retarded?

I must have committed too many sins in my previous life.

Fu Bing was sweating profusely at the moment. Even though the horse was extremely well-behaved, it still couldn't resist his subconscious physiological reaction.

After quickly glancing at the ground, Fu Bing quickly closed his eyes.

No, he gets dizzy when he opens his eyes.

The girl's smiling words sounded behind her, "Are you afraid of horses?"

From the moment the servant brought the horse up, the guy didn't dare to raise his head the whole time.

Even when he stepped on the stirrup to get on the horse, if she hadn't helped him, he would have fallen down because he missed the step.

Jing Ling's question was not malicious, but in the ears of Fu Bing, who was filled with burning fighting spirit, she heard something else.

After a slight pause, Fu Bing shouted loudly: "Who is afraid? I am so good, how can I be afraid of something like a horse!"

Jing Ling: "..."

is it?

I don't believe any of the nonsense you said.

When he didn't hear Jing Ling's response, Fu Bing couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at the man galloping in front of him.

To be honest, that man looks no worse than him, and is even better than him in many aspects...

Just walking from the racecourse, the group of servants were all talking about how outstanding the prince's son was. He had an excellent family background, was talented, and was the dream lover of countless women in the Vampire Clan.

Then will Jing Ling also like him...

Suddenly thinking of this question, Fu Bing suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

It was a feeling of someone taking away the treasure in his heart, as if his heart had been cut off.

What followed was a sense of mania that had never arisen before.

He even had the idea to tie this person to his side forever.

She can only be his.

His expression turned dark, and Fu Bing couldn't help but tighten the reins, clamping his legs around the horse's belly. In Jing Ling's surprised eyes, the horse started running quickly carrying the two of them.

Just a moment later, Fu Bing's courage that suddenly appeared out of nowhere was quickly exhausted.