C37 No no

The innocent Zhong Xiaoyu, at this moment, fiercely crashed into Xiao Yi's back.

Liang Yuan and Liang Shuang, who were standing by the side of the horse farm, were like snowmen. Stunned and tongue-tied, she looked at the running Xiao Yi, her beautiful eyes filled with question marks.

Was that a simple big black horse? No, that's the fighter jet of the horse