Chapter 722 God Will Not Allow Me to Disgrace Miss 15
Colin held it tightly in his palm, his eyes flickered, and he got up, wrapped it in a cloth, and hid it under the bed.
After a while, he bent down and took it out, placing it under his pillow.
He pressed it down with his hand.
Shortly after lying down, he finally took it out again and hid it in his bosom.
Cover it up through your clothes.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Desire to destroy the world: 88.
Song Jinhuan changed into riding clothes and had just arrived in front of Colin's house when the desire to destroy the world subsided.
Wow, it's so hard to guess what young people are thinking.
"Knock knock knock..."
"Who's there?" A wary voice came from inside.
Song Jinhuan replied nonchalantly, "Me."
"Coming right away!"
Then came a series of hurried footsteps, less than three in total, and the door opened.
"I'm sorry, Miss Agatha."
Colin felt it was his fault to make Miss Agatha wait even a second longer.
He should always be ready to serve Miss Agatha.
Song Jinhuan asked, "Colin, can you ride a horse?"
Colin nodded. In Earl Hobbes' castle, he was not entitled to engage in any of the activities that belonged to the nobility.
But his illegitimate son would occasionally, on a whim, let him try things out, just to see his unconventional behavior during aristocratic activities, thus providing them with amusement.
However, he always made the most of his opportunities.
It's just that I won't show it to them.
Song Jinhuan took him to the horse farm.
There was only one horse in the stable, and the short Colin couldn't climb it by himself.
Song Jinhuan was half a head taller than him, which was still better.
"Here's what you do: hold onto the saddle, put your feet on the stirrups, and I'll hold you from behind. That should get you on."
She was only slightly taller than the horse's back.
Colin blushed uncontrollably at the thought of that scene.
"I will mount the horse."
As he spoke, he placed his feet on the stirrups. Perhaps he was a little nervous, as he lost his balance. If someone hadn't supported his back, he probably would have fallen flat on his face.
Song Jinhuan sighed softly, "Colin, please don't push yourself."
"I can help you."
Without saying a word, Song Jinhuan hugged him from behind, her arms gripping his ribs, and pulled him upwards.
So thin, all bones.
Colin froze, heat rising up from his back.
"Don't just stand there, hurry up." She could barely carry him anymore.
Although they are all bones, they still have weight.
Colin's strong support from Song Jinhuan ironically restricted his freedom to ride a horse.
The girl's panting came from behind my ear.
Colin felt extremely uncomfortable.
The places that had been struck by the wooden sword during the day became even more dangerous under the girl's increased force.
It hurts terribly.
But I still long to be held tighter.
Miss Agatha felt not only warm but also fragrant.
"Colin, I can't hold on much longer," Song Jinhuan said, swallowing hard.
Colin snapped out of his daze and, as if following her lead, mounted the horse.
"Thank you, Miss Agatha."
Song Jinhuan gasped for breath a few times, then waved his hand, "Run...run two laps and let me see."
After the horse had run three laps, Song Jinhuan felt more confident and told him to rest early before returning to his room.
The next day, Colin planned to leave at ten o'clock.
Song Jinhuan glanced at the leather shoes on his feet and frowned, saying, "Don't the shoes I prepared for you fit?"
"These shoes are too stiff; my feet will hurt if I walk in them for a long time."
Colin blinked, then looked down pitifully. "It's new, I don't want to wear it."
Song Jinhuan instructed Susan to take the shoes down and place them beside his feet, ordering, "Wear these."
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