Zhui Feng neighed intelligently and really didn't wait for Chu Yuxiao, galloping away with a fling of hooves.
Chu Yuxiao slowly stood up, leaving a piece of broken silver on the table.
Watching Su Yan's retreating figure on horseback, the smile at the corners of his mouth grew wider, almost reaching his ears.
Ha, thinking of running? Even if she rode Zhui Feng, he could easily catch her.
In a sudden flash, Chu Yuxiao's figure soared toward Zhui Feng.
Su Yan hadn't gotten far when she felt a weight behind her and knew that Chu Yuxiao had landed there.
He put his arms around her, taking over the reins, and rested his chin on her shoulder while asking softly with a smile, "What are you running for?"
Su Yan elbowed him in the chest, slightly annoyed, and said, "What you said yourself, and you still have the nerve to ask."
"What did I say?"
"You said..." Su Yan suddenly stopped; those words she simply couldn't utter.
"Come on, what did I say?" Chu Yuxiao couldn't help but laugh.
