Leng Shutong looked at Han Yunting's eyebrow picking manner. After a long time, he faltered and said, "I have a pure blooded horse. Its name is a ting..."

Han Yunting

Although he guessed the possibility, he couldn't laugh or cry when he heard Leng Shutong's explanation.

Leng Shutong glanced at him with a twinkle in his eyes. He hooked his arm and gently flattered him. "I think the name of atin is very nice, don't you think?"

Han Yunting raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "well, that's nice! Come on, take me to see your artine

Your artine

Leng Shutong's heart was very hot. He stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Ah Ting is very gentle. He should like you!"

Well, artine is very docile indeed!

Han Yunting even thinks that this title is similar to what he is now!

Even he himself became more and more docile in front of Leng Shutong!

……

A few minutes later, they took a tram to the racecourse near the manor.

A large area of green land is surrounded by railings, and there are several white stables with pointed roofs.

Under the setting sun, Leng Shutong stood near the racecourse in an elegant evening dress. Because she was wearing high heels, she couldn't walk in. After looking around for a few eyes, she bent her index finger, put it in her lips and whistled, then called softly, "ah Ting!"

A pure black horse in the enclosure Racecourse suddenly hissed and ran.

After the pure black horse carefully raised in the manor, the black mane is glossy and smooth. Seeing Leng Shutong's figure from a distance, atin runs quickly and crosses the railing effortlessly.

Soon atine stopped in front of her with a hiss.

Leng Shutong looked at Han Yunting, then walked forward, reached out and touched the horse's head, and said, "ah Ting was the first horse I owned when I was 18 years old.

It is a thoroughbred horse selected by me. Although it is not as noble as Arabian horse, I like it at the first sight.

And it's also very close. Every time I feel wronged at home, I will talk to atine! "

At this time, Han Yunting quietly listened to Leng Shutong's introduction, with waves in his eyes.

In such a large manor, she couldn't find a person to talk to.

The name of this thoroughbred horse must also be based on her feelings and beliefs.

Han Yunting sighed and hugged her shoulder. "If you want to talk to me later, you can talk to me!" I'd like to be your artine!

Finally, Han Yunting quietly added in his heart.

Emotional introverted man, or can not be so numb words straight out.

Hearing the sound, Leng Shutong pursed her mouth and nodded gently, "good."

Ah Ting, a pure blooded horse, grunted twice. As if he had a soul in his heart, he turned his hoof in the direction of Han Yunting and arched his shoulder.

This scene surprised Leng Shutong and said, "ah Ting likes you! Except for me, it seldom gets close to others

Han Yunting touched atin's mane and silently expressed his thanks in his heart.

Thank you for being able to make Leng Shutong feel warm in the cold manor of field.

At this time, a family bodyguard came from behind and said, "Miss, sir, please come over and talk to you about your marriage to Charles."

Cold Shutong heart strange, this time everyone is still eating, how can her father suddenly call her?

While Han Yunting looked at the bodyguard without any difference and said, "lead the way."

Leng Shutong looks sideways in surprise. Before she opens her mouth, Han Yunting shakes her head quietly and signals her not to speak.