"Get on the horse."
Yelyu Lie sat atop a black steed, extending a large hand to the delicate figure.
The man's sharp brows and starry eyes, his formidable and upright demeanor, were accentuated by the halo of light behind him, his handsome silhouette making one's heart race.
Yet Yun Chunnuan, whose small face was already flushed crimson, found her heart pounding uncontrollably the moment she glimpsed the saddle.
Embarrassingly... she inadvertently inserted a piece of waste, boohoohoo...
She didn't want to think about it, truly!
But...
She stole a glance at the saddle.
Compared to winter attire, the fabric was thinner, even more so...
She gasped, about to speak, when the man's voice sounded softly in her ear, "Madam, don't tell your husband you're scared of horse riding."
He leaned down and, in her moment of distraction, seized her slender arm, lifting her onto the horse.
Yun Chunnuan: "!"
Goodness!!!
This... was intense...
