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The kiss lingered for a long, long time before finally coming to an end.
At that moment, Xin'er was already breathless from the kiss, her face flushed and heart racing.
Her eyes, filled with a dreamy haze, were now fixed intently on the man before her.
Her lips, moist and swollen from his kisses, looked even more enticing.
Her long, dark hair was slightly disheveled, cascading over the grass and making her little face appear even more exquisite and alluring.
Seeing the Young Lady beneath him stirred Leng Yixuan's heart, causing his pulse to quicken and his throat to tighten.
A strong desire surged within him, boiling over uncontrollably.
If he could, he would have taken this Young Lady right then and there.
However, Leng Yixuan knew that it was not the right time yet.
Sigh...
As he contemplated this in his mind, he took a deep breath to steady his emotions. Once he felt calm again, he leaped up from the grass and reached down to pull Xin'er up from where she lay.
"Uh?!"
Seeing this, Xin'er looked at him in confusion, her eyes filled with questions.
"What’s wrong?"
"Heh heh, didn’t you just say you wanted to ride a horse? Now, I’ll teach you!"
Seeing the girl’s adorable and confused expression, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but explain.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er, with her puzzled little face, quickly broke into a radiant smile.
"Really?! You're going to teach me how to ride a horse?!"
"Hehe, what's the big deal! Come on, since we still have some time, let's practice a bit so you can get familiar with it. It'll make it easier for you later."
Hearing his words, Xin'er immediately nodded in agreement.
Moreover, due to her excitement and joy, her beautiful water-like eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.
Thus, for the entire afternoon, Leng Yixuan taught Xin'er how to ride.
At first, Xin'er struggled quite a bit, being very cautious and extremely nervous.
After all, Leng Yixuan's horse was quite tall, and Xin'er constantly feared that she might fall off.
Later on, noticing her anxiety, Leng Yixuan held the reins while comforting and guiding her.
He was a great teacher, showing remarkable patience in his instruction.
His deep, magnetic voice was like a warm spring breeze in March, gradually dissipating all of Xin'er's worries.
By the end of their practice, Xin'er was able to ride a short distance with Leng Yixuan letting go of the reins.
Because of this, Xin'er felt as if she were floating with happiness.
The once furrowed brows on her charming little face gradually relaxed and transformed into an expression full of vitality.
That small, crimson mouth curved into a radiant smile.
When she smiled, it was like a lotus blooming after the rain—so elegant and ethereal, it was simply breathtaking!
And her laughter, reminiscent of a yellow oriole, echoed continuously by the beautiful lakeside. It was so clear and sweet that just hearing it could lift anyone's spirits.
"Ha ha, Xuan, I can ride now! I can finally ride a horse! I'm so happy!"
After riding for a while, Xin'er felt she had grasped the essentials. With newfound confidence, she dared to raise the Long Whip and gave the horse a light crack, eager to experience the thrill of galloping.
Little did she know that when Xin'er cracked the Long Whip against the horse, it felt pain and immediately reared up its hooves, charging forward with great force.
For someone experienced in riding, this would have been easy to control.
However, Xin'er was merely a novice. As she felt the horse's violent bucking, her heart sank in shock, and panic set in.
The reins slipped from her small hands.
In that moment, Xin'er couldn't help but let out a sharp scream. She felt herself being thrown off the horse entirely.
In an instant, she experienced a moment of blankness, as if her heart had plummeted into an abyss.
She thought that this time she would either die or be severely injured.
So, terrified, Xin'er tightly closed her Beautiful Eyes and anxiously awaited the impending pain.
To her surprise, after waiting for what felt like an eternity, the anticipated pain never came. Instead, she found herself enveloped in a strong and warm embrace.
Her Little Face buried deeply into that familiar and reassuring Chest. Even without opening her eyes, Xin'er knew who had caught her.
As her heart finally settled, it was enveloped by a profound sense of security.
This man always appeared to rescue her whenever she faced difficulties; how could she not be moved?
In contrast to the deeply touched Xin'er, Leng Yixuan, who was tightly holding her, noticed that Xin'er had buried her little face in his chest and remained silent. A wave of concern washed over him as he said, "Xin'er, it's okay now. I told you I won't let anything happen to you. Don't be afraid!"
"Xuan, you're so wonderful. Every time I'm in trouble, it's you who comes to save me."
Hearing the man's caring words, Xin'er couldn't help but lift her head and speak to him.
Looking at his handsome face, sculpted like exquisite jade and illuminated by the sunlight, it radiated an indescribable brilliance that made Xin'er feel both grateful and fluttery.
It was hard not to like such a gentle and outstanding man!
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, the man smiled warmly. Then, with his red lips slightly parted, he spoke with a mix of playfulness and seriousness. "If you think I'm good, then promise me soon! Otherwise, if I treat someone else well in the future, you'll regret it!"
"You dare!"
Upon hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Xin'er's heart tightened.
Without thinking twice, she pouted and replied.
However, at that moment, Xin'er was completely unaware that her response carried a hint of jealousy that even she didn't recognize.
But the man noticed it.
Looking at the girl with the small mouth and beautiful eyes, who was pouting in anger, the man couldn't help but smile instead of getting angry.
Inside, it felt as if he had been filled with honey, sweet and delightful.
"Haha, silly girl, of course I wouldn't dare, nor would I want to! Because in this lifetime, I am committed to you and only you!"
Leng Yixuan laughed heartily while playfully pinching Xin'er's delicate nose.
At that moment, Leng Yixuan finally sensed that this young lady truly had feelings for him. His heart raced.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten jealous upon hearing those words, right!?
Thinking of this made Leng Yixuan feel exhilarated; it was even more thrilling than making a big deal in business!
As Xin'er listened to the man's words and watched him laugh heartily, she realized that her tone just now might have been a bit too much. Oh my, how embarrassing!
However, hearing his words still made her heart feel sweet…
……
Until the sun began to set, Leng Yixuan and Xin'er rode together on a single horse, slowly making their way toward the estate.
At that moment, it was dusk.
The sun sank in the west, casting a brilliant orange light that illuminated the sky in vibrant colors like a beautiful silk ribbon.
The soft orange glow of the sunset spread across the land, painting everything with an indescribable beauty and romance.
Xin'er and Leng Yixuan sat quietly atop the horse, allowing it to walk slowly forward.
The two of them remained silent throughout the journey, yet they thoroughly enjoyed this warm moment.
As they looked at the lush green fields, rice paddies, and the nearby stream, they could see wisps of smoke rising in the distance. Farmers were slowly making their way home, carrying their tools.
In the air, they could hear the cheerful chirping of returning birds and the joyful laughter from a nearby farmhouse, making everything feel so warm and inviting.
Indeed, all of this made Leng Yixuan yearn deeply.
From a young age, he was destined for wealth and glory. He had never worried about power or money. However, no matter how much he earned, he always felt an emptiness inside.
Because deep down, what he truly longed for was to live like those ordinary farmers—working at sunrise and returning home at sunset.
When he got home, he imagined his beloved wife waiting for him, having prepared a delicious dinner.
And beneath him were their adorable children, calling out for their father...
In truth, his wish was that simple.
Thinking of this, Leng Yixuan's gaze slowly fell upon the delicate Little One in his arms.
At that moment, she was so well-behaved and serene, nestled against him like a little bird.
The evening breeze gently blew, causing her clothes to flutter and her long black hair to sway lightly in the wind.
A few playful strands danced across her translucent face, which was as beautiful as jade, adding an indescribable charm to her innocent features.
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan's eyes softened. His gaze toward her was filled with unmasked affection and tenderness.
With one long hand, he gently tucked away the hair that had fallen across her cheek, sweeping it softly behind her ear.
Noticing the man's actions, Xin'er was momentarily taken aback, then gently lifted her head to look at the man behind her.
In an instant, their eyes met.
The gentle Deep Black Eyes met with her clear gaze, and for a moment, sparks flew…
However, just then, an inappropriate moan suddenly broke the silence.
The sound was strange, as if someone was injured or in pain, groaning softly.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er felt a jolt in her heart and withdrew her gaze from the man's face. Her Beautiful Eyes scanned the direction of the sound as she asked in confusion, "Xuan, did you hear that? It sounds like someone is calling out. Is someone hurt? Let's go take a look!"
Hearing Xin'er's words, Leng Yixuan's narrow Deep Black Eyes quickly swept around. However, when his gaze landed on the bushes not far away, a peculiar expression flickered in his Deep Black Eyes.
Oh, he thought it was something serious; it turned out to be a pair of Wild Mandarin Ducks!
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