"Are you sure?" Lu Jin'an asked softly.
Dongfang Xinglan didn't speak, she just repositioned her feet in the stirrups, stood up slightly, and leaned forward, revealing the graceful curves of her waist and hips.
"Sister Xinglan, you're pressing on Zhiyu~"
Zhiyu pouted, looking up with a small face and pursed lips at Dongfang Xinglan: "Something so soft is pressing on Zhiyu... boohoo..."
Dongfang Xinglan covered Zhiyu's small mouth, and as Zhiyu widened her eyes and was about to brush away Dongfang Xinglan's hand, Lu Jin'an spoke slowly: "Zhiyu, stand on the horse's head again to practice balance; you can't stop training."
"Oh~" Zhiyu quickly grasped Iron Hoof Cloud's mane and crawled out from beneath Dongfang Xinglan, standing steadily on the horse's head with arms outstretched: "Zhiyu is very obedient and very diligent~"
"Wonderful." Lu Jin'an sincerely praised before refocusing his gaze on the leaning form of Dongfang Xinglan before him.
