Chapter 1070

Wenqiao holding a big watermelon: "want to listen to the truth?"

Shen Yan stares at her and doesn't speak.

Wenjo: it's about fifteen minutes

At first, he was a big part, and he arrived 15 minutes earlier than him. Even if he was nine years old, he lost a lot.

He stood there sulking.

Tired and thirsty, but he didn't want to say.

Wenqiao picked up another watermelon and handed it to him: "ice watermelon, do you want to eat it?"

Shen Yan patted off the watermelon on the grass, "I don't eat it."

Especially vicious.

Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "do not eat pull down."

And expect her to beg him to eat?

It doesn't exist.

Shen Yan didn't expect that she asked again, but she really didn't ask.

Everyone was eating watermelon, and he was standing by himself, while Wenqiao was eating and sighing that it was sweet and ice.

Every time she said a word, Shen Yan gave her a look.

Wenqiao turned a blind eye. After eating a large piece of watermelon, Wenqiao put the watermelon skin in the basket and gently touched his stomach: "where is the bathroom?"

The staff pointed to her, and wenjo helped her straw hat on her head and went to the bathroom.

As soon as she left, the staff of the racecourse immediately held a piece of watermelon to Shen Yan: "young master, eat some quickly. It's too hot. You've just sweated a lot. If you don't add sugar and water, it's easy to get heatstroke."

Shen Yan not only wanted face in front of Wenqiao, but also in front of outsiders. But he was so thirsty that Wenqiao was not there, so he took the watermelon and took a quick bite. It was sweet to his heart. He was so anxious that he was afraid to eat half of it. Wenqiao came out of the bathroom and caught him eating watermelon. Where would his face go?

Fortunately, wenjo has been in the bathroom for a long time.

Wenjo was already well. He played with his cell phone by the pool in the bathroom, calculated the time, and went out only when it was almost over.

Shen Yan didn't try his best. He ate too fast and choked on his last bite. The staff were clapping his back.

Wenjo was in a dilemma. He had no choice but to walk under the tree.

There is watermelon juice in Shen Yan's mouth. The crime scene is not cleaned up.

Wenqiao glanced at him, Shen Yanshun was angry, but his temper was quite big: "what are you looking at?"

Wenqiao squinted: "you are my student and my defeated general. Would you like to have a try again?"

Shen Yan dare not speak.

The woman seems to be very aggressive. I guess she can't beat her. All kinds of small concealed weapons designed by him can't escape her eye. It's impossible to fight openly, but can only fight wits and bravery.

But it seems that Wenqiao is not stupid. He is not her opponent in terms of wits or bravery.

Shen Yan was so angry that his teeth itched.

How can he lose?

He had to find a way to get wenjo out.

At noon, they had lunch in the horse farm. A big table of old elm was placed under the big locust tree. A group of rough men had dinner with Wen Qiao and Shen Yan.

Wenqiao talked to them about equestrian skills. They knew that she was the owner of the 85 horse God of war at the horse race meeting held in Haicheng before. Moreover, the jockey was injured in that race, and she personally took part in the fight.

She is the champion of the Jockey Club.

Shen Yan almost choked on the rice ball and took a look at Wenqiao.

Wenqiao raised his long hair: "don't worship me too much."

Shen Yan rolled his eyes and said, "who adores you is not the champion of horse racing? What's great about it? Don't you know that pride is bound to defeat? "

Wenqiao whispered, "is it? I only know that the winner is king. If you lose today, you have to promise me one thing. "