Chapter 187: Fange learns to ride

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Zhao Kuangshan frowned at Wang Fan's arrogance. He was a bit inaccurate. Wang Fan really couldn't ride a horse, or was playing a pig and a tiger.
After all, a person who ca n’t ride a horse can hardly learn to ride a horse in half an hour. Dare to race with him. Is this an international joke?
However, he was only surprised, and didn't pay much attention to it. He is confident that even if Wang Fan is playing a pig and eating a tiger, he can step on Wang Fan.
Over there, Mo Wenrou saw that the matter had come to this point, and it was no nonsense, and began to teach Wang Fan to ride a horse.
She taught from the simplest, first telling Wang Fan where to stand before getting on the horse, the orientation of the standing, how to grasp the reins, and the correct posture and movement of getting on and off the horse.
Only Mo Wenrou explained a few words and was interrupted impatiently by Wang Fan. Wang Fan felt that it was a waste of time to explain these things. It was the king to go straight to the horse.
Mo Wenrou was speechless, but he didn't say anything, but turned his horse.
Wang Fan saw this and sat up without hesitation.
However, the movement of this product was very unprofessional. When I sat on the horse, I almost didn't sit firmly and fell directly. Fortunately, he hugged Mo Genrou in time to avoid embarrassment,
Looking at the unprofessional movements of this product, all the young people and thousands of people couldn't help but start laughing, especially Bai Qinghu and Meng Pojun, and even the tears of laughter came down.
"Haha, for this product, I want to learn to ride a horse in half an hour, and compare with Brother Zhao. I really have to admire his courage and courage."
"As the saying goes, the ignorant is fearless. This guy might think that riding is just sitting on the horse, and taking two shots to let the horse walk."
"It's really shameful."
The young men and women began to discuss one another, full of contempt.
In their eyes, Wang Fan's unprofessional moves have laid the ending of his self-humiliation.
Zhao Kuangshan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought that this product was a pig and a tiger. After a long time, it really wouldn't.
Mo Wenrou looked at Wang Fan's performance and almost wanted to turn his head and leave the hunting ground.
Too shameful to have wood.
Knowing this way, she would not teach Wang Fan to ride a horse.
Just when Mo Wenrou was depressed, Wang Fan behind him already hugged her and couldn't help but say, "Sister Gentle, what are you doing, let the horse run quickly, I'm ready."
With that said, the goods still hugged Mo Wenrou's slender and soft waist, as if he was afraid of being dropped.
Zhao Kuangshan listened to Wang Fan's unprofessional words, and originally despised Wang Fan a little. But after seeing Wang Fan's unreliable actions, his eyes began to catch fire.
Let your arrogance first. Later, if I do n’t want you to fall off the horse and throw a dog to bite the mud, I will not call Zhao Kuangshan.
Soon, Mo Wenrou began to steer the horse and ran wildly.
"Ah, so fast, I'm so scared." Just after the horse ran, Wang Fan closed his eyes, his head pressed against Mo Wenrou, and started yelling, even daring to look ahead.
Hahaha.
Those big and small children looked at this scene and laughed back and forth, just like this, how about the game? How can it be compared?
Mo Wenrou is also a black thread.
Wang Fan ignored it, shouting and yelling while rolling on Mo Wenrou, his hands scratching and taking advantage of it.
Mo Wenrou was caught and hugged by Wang Fan, and he was almost mad at heart. He almost wanted to kick Wang Fan off the ground.
"Don't disturb it, okay." She blushed and couldn't help but scold.
"I didn't move, the horse was moving." Wang Fan hugged Mo Genou, his expression very innocent.
"You let me relax, don't move your hands, hello, hello, where are you grabbing your hands, and dare to grab a mess, believe it or not, I chopped your hands?"
Mo Wenrou was planning to teach Wang Fan a few words, but his face changed. This hand of the goods had already been placed on the great bank in front of him, and it was also grabbed. It was too abominable and woody.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, I'm too nervous." Wang Fan quickly moved his hands down and said innocently.
Mo Wenrou was almost mad.
Zhao Kuangshan was almost mad.
In this funny atmosphere, half an hour passed quickly, and Mo Wenrou jumped from the horse.
Wang Fan also wanted to pretend to be a chic vaulting horse, but when he jumped down, the horse shook, and the injured Wang Fan almost fell and was very embarrassed.
And after dismounting, Wang Fan ran directly not far, covered his stomach and began to retort, a nausea and vomiting.
Mo Wenrou looked at this scene and almost wanted to cover his face and leave.
It's too shameful to have wood. Is this product really here to give yourself a long face? He came to shame himself, right?
She wanted to twist her face and said that I didn't know Wang Fan, but with so many friends here, she couldn't do that.
Mo Wenrou walked to Wang Fan, frowning and was about to comfort a few words, Zhao Kuangshan had come over.
"Half an hour has arrived, can we start the game?" He pointed to Wang Fan and asked.
"Zhao Kuangshan, you also saw that he wouldn't ride a horse at all. Are you so interesting? Even if you win him, will you feel good face?"
Mo Wenrou, suffocating, heard this and looked at Zhao Kuangshan angrily, his tone very angry.
"Gentleness, I didn't force him to play against him, he agreed to it. Man, just talk, otherwise what is he called?"
Zhao Kuangshan was very angry when he heard Mo Wenrou talking to Wang Fan, but he said with a strong tolerance.
"Yeah, Miss Mo, the horse racing is agreed by Wang Fan, and it is too late to regret it now."
"If he dare not even do what he promised, what other qualifications does he have to be your Miss Mo's man? This kind of man, Miss Mo's fancy?"
Bai Qinghu and Meng Pojun also began to fan the flames.
"Who said I would not dare to compare? Who said I repented? Did I say that?" Wang Fan couldn't help but raised his head, listening to the words of the two, full of discomfort.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly, I thought you were going to regret it." Bai Qinghu quickly smiled and apologized, but the tone, where there is a slight apology, is clearly a mockery.
This guy didn't say anything after taunting. He looked directly at Meng Pojun. "Haha, I made a bet. I made a million and bet this guy lost."
"Cut, only one million, so stingy! I bet five million, bet this guy lose!" Meng Pojun began to coax.
"Oh, you're still a big loss, I bet ten million!"
"I'm 20 million!"
In addition, those big and small money listened to this, all started to coax.
In short, none of those who are optimistic about Wang Fan, all betting Wang Fan to lose.
"Wow, is this okay?" Wang Fan's eyes lit up, and then asked weakly, "Well, does anyone bet me to win?"
cut!
Everyone turned away and didn't even look at Wang Fan.
Bet you to win, they have no brains to show off?
Even Lin Qiannet couldn't help turning her head to the other side, daring not to see Wang Fan. After Wang Fan's eyes left her, she secretly took out a bank card.
"That, I bet two million, and my brother-in-law loses!"
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