Chapter 225 The Untimely Picture
In the end, two people ran across the finish line and won this horse race in a strange and ambiguous way.
When they got off the horse, Charlee Ford found himself so nervous that his palms were wet.
The staff also arrived in time, sedated two frightened horses and pulled them down.
"Strange, they are very good at ordinary times, how can they suddenly lose control?"
When the staff left, they still muttered inexplicably.
Wang Mian lost the game, and his face was very ugly, especially in front of so many people, and he felt ashamed. He left in a hurry as soon as he left the game.
Back in the lounge, Charlee Ford took off her helmet. Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her white face.
She was unzipping her riding suit when William Bryan pushed through the door and looked at her with certainty. "You did it."
"What?" She played dumb.
"Wang Mian's horse is your hands and feet."
Charlee Ford stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and admitted so graciously, "Yes, it was me."
William Bryan looked mixed.
He should have thought that this woman is not simple, but he actually came up with the idea of protecting her before.
Out of the lounge, the people outside are almost gone. There is no excitement to see here, so everyone goes to other places to play.
Only Chang Sheng leaned against the wall, saw her, and raised his eyebrows at her. "It was quite awe-inspiring just now!"
Charlee Ford's expression, if she had just read it correctly, seemed to see a trace of loneliness in Chang Sheng's face?
She shook her head, shook off the strange thoughts in her mind, and complained, "I'm exhausted."
"Everyone else is a hero to save the United States. You have to come in the opposite direction. How about this? Is this feeling very cool?" Chang Sheng teased her.
"It's quite cool. Try it next time." She rolled her eyes.
"I won't go, I won't be so stupid to let myself fall into this situation," Chang Sheng whispered once, reaching out and hooking her shoulder: "Let's go, Grandpa will take you to eat delicious food and treat you."
For Charlee Ford, although Chang Sheng often goes back and forth with her, she has no charming thoughts at all.
Chang Sheng is more like a partner and a brother to her, just like other members of the Seven Dragons Organization.
But falling into the eyes of others is not the same thing.
"Is this woman your girl?" Suddenly there was a negative sound behind him.
Charlee Ford and Chang Sheng turned around and saw Wang Mian coming over with a dark face and asked.
Chang Sheng picked his eyebrows, knowing that he was not good at it, and subconsciously blocked Charlee Ford behind him. "What are you doing?"
Wang Mian's eyes patrolled Charlee Ford and Chang Sheng back and forth, and suddenly laughed.
"I thought this woman was the boy named Mu. Just now, he just said a few jokes about this woman. He looked angry as if he were going to eat me, and he dared to promise my bet." A mocking look appeared on Wang Mian's face.
Charlee Ford's expression was condensed.
William Bryan was actually for himself, only knowing that he was injured, but also bet with Wang Mian?
"Oh?" Chang Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked lazily: "Then you say, what jokes did you just open, which made the surname Mu angry?"
Wang Mian didn't feel that Chang Sheng was setting himself up. He recalled for a moment and really said: "I said this woman's waist is really thin, if she is in bed..."
Before he finished speaking, Chang Sheng suddenly kicked his chest and kicked him out two meters away!
Wang Mian covered his chest with a painful and ferocious expression. "Do you dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? My father is..."
"Do you know who I am?" Chang vividly moved his wrist and hooked his lips: "I am angry, and even your father dares to fight."
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After dinner, the sun set, and the golden sunset enveloped the Village, and the surrounding scenery was plated with an orange halo, which made it look dreamy.
There is a hot spring in Village, which is especially beautiful under the sunset. There is a faint fog floating on the hot spring, and people who walk in will mistakenly think that they have entered a fairyland.
Chang Sheng was in high spirits and took Charlee Ford to run excitedly into the hot spring.
He was wearing a bathrobe and jumped inside, and all the comfortable pores suddenly opened: "It's really comfortable, baby, you also come down and soak with me."
Charlee Ford shook his head and looked elsewhere.
Although the hot spring is not an independent pool, there are not many people around because there are few people.
Young people are thinking about eating, drinking and having fun. Few people come to such a place to keep their health, so Charlee Ford enjoyed a rare moment of peace.
"William, you also come down to soak with others. It's really comfortable here. You will like it." Suddenly, there was a delicate female voice in my ears.
Still familiar with...
Charlee Ford's expression did not change, but his footsteps subconsciously got up and looked aside.
I saw Lydia Collins soaking in the hot spring in the pool on the other side of a rockery separated from them. She was half-dressed and half-bare, and she wanted to refuse to look at William Bryan, who was sitting beside her without expression and motionless as if she were an old monk.
Lydia Collins tried his best to seduce William Bryan, but he was unmoved at all, as if he were a monk.
The picture was a little funny, and Charlee Ford couldn't help laughing.
"Who is there?!" Lydia Collins twisted her eyebrows, and when she saw Charlee Ford's annoying face, her expression collapsed instantly.
"How is it you? Is it interesting to hide there and peek at others? There is no tutor at all, and I don't know who it is..." Lydia Collins opened his mouth and scolded.
Before the words were finished, there was a "rushing" sound behind Charlee Ford. Then, Chang Sheng appeared and looked down at Lydia Collins: "I am used to it. What's your opinion?"
Lydia Collins's face suddenly looked a little ugly.
Since what happened last time, she had a subconscious fear of this smiling man with a bad face.
Although Chang Sheng looks handsome, when he plays tricks on people, he seems to be like a hell devil.
"It's Chang young master here," said Lydia Collins, squeezing a smile. "In that case, we won't bother. I suddenly want to sing. William, shall we go?"
Lydia Collins turned to call William Bryan, but the man's eyes were fixed on Charlee Ford, as if he had never heard of it.
Charlee Ford was wearing a bathrobe with a slightly open neckline revealing her delicate collarbone, and her lower legs were half exposed. Her legs were slender and delicate, and her skin looked fair and delicate in the warm yellow sunset.
William Bryan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and some … untimely pictures appeared irrepressibly in his mind.