freenovelworld Chapter 182 An Encounter at the Horse Farm
Chapter 182 An Encounter at the Horse Farm
As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Ying moved with the lightness of a swallow, her toes lightly touching the ground, and she gracefully leaped onto the horse's back like a dancing fairy. He Mingfeng, on the other hand, acted like a kind and gentle father, steadily holding the reins and leading the horse slowly around the spacious riding arena. This was to allow Cheng Ying to familiarize herself with the feeling of riding and gradually adapt to this experience different from her usual one.
After circling twice, He Mingfeng noticed that Cheng Ying's fear had lessened considerably, so he gently encouraged her to try riding the horse herself. At first, Cheng Ying seemed quite nervous and frightened on horseback, her body trembling slightly, like a fawn just leaving its den and venturing into the forest for the first time, filled with apprehension and unease about the unfamiliar surroundings, taking each step cautiously. However, as time passed, Cheng Ying gradually mastered some riding techniques, and her fear dissipated like the morning mist.
Before long, Cheng Ying's performance improved dramatically. She began to enjoy the exhilarating feeling of riding at breakneck speed, her excitement growing ever stronger. As she rode, she even forgot she was still in the learning phase, unconsciously increasing her speed, the horse beneath her galloping past like a gust of wind. At this moment, Cheng Ying was completely immersed in this exhilarating experience, unaware that her speed had reached an astonishing level.
Just then, He Mingfeng, who had been closely watching Cheng Ying's every move, suddenly noticed something was wrong. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, were fixed on Cheng Ying. So, the instant Cheng Ying's horse began to accelerate, He Mingfeng, like a nimble cheetah, sensed the anomaly. In that critical moment, the previously docile horse suddenly seemed startled, neighing wildly and bolting forward uncontrollably! At that instant, his eyes narrowed, and his figure shot out like an arrow, his speed astonishing. He seemed to step into thin air, using his unparalleled lightness skill, transforming himself into a free-flying bird, galloping straight towards Cheng Ying's location.
At this moment, Cheng Ying was already terrified by the sudden turn of events, her face drained of color. Completely panicked, she couldn't even utter a sound, and could only watch helplessly as the out-of-control horse sped faster and faster, her heart filled with despair and helplessness. However, just when she was about to give up hope, a figure appeared before her like a god descending from the heavens. This person was none other than He Mingfeng!
He Mingfeng landed steadily on the horse's back, sitting upright behind Cheng Ying. His hands gripped the reins tightly like iron clamps, his strength seemingly capable of easily subduing any unruly wild beast. At the same time, he unhesitatingly pulled Cheng Ying into a tight embrace, offering her a sense of security with his broad chest. Then, He Mingfeng began to pull hard on the reins, trying to control the runaway horse.
As time passed, thanks to He Mingfeng's persistent efforts, the horse gradually slowed down and finally came to a stop. Having accomplished this, He Mingfeng leaped off the horse with the grace of a bird, his movements elegant and effortless, like a celestial being descending to earth. Then, with a smile, he extended his right hand to Cheng Ying, who was still in a state of shock. His hand was long and strong, seemingly containing boundless warmth and power.
Cheng Ying's beautiful eyes widened, like two sparkling gems, staring intently at He Mingfeng's slowly outstretched hand. Time seemed to freeze at that moment; she was completely paralyzed, as if under a spell, utterly unable to react. Her previously clear thoughts instantly became chaotic, as if struck by a dazzling bolt of lightning that ripped through the sky, leaving her utterly blank.
Seeing Cheng Ying's distraught and dejected appearance, He Mingfeng's heart tightened. He instinctively assumed that this delicate woman must have just experienced a terrifying life-or-death crisis, still shaken and unable to even perform a simple act like dismounting. Thinking this, He Mingfeng's lips curled into a warm and friendly smile. A subtle, almost imperceptible, doting look flickered in his eyes, like a gentle spring breeze caressing a lake, offering a sense of comfort and reassurance.
Immediately afterward, He Mingfeng, with extremely gentle movements, carefully extended his arms, as if protecting the most precious treasure in the world, and steadily lifted Cheng Ying's light body from the horse's back. Only when he finally gently placed Cheng Ying on the solid ground did she come to her senses as if from a dream. Her fair and delicate cheeks instantly flushed with a radiant blush, like a budding flower swaying gently in a breeze. Cheng Ying lowered her head, like a shy mimosa, and whispered in a voice barely audible, "Thank you." As she spoke, she unconsciously took two steps back, her posture exactly like that of an adorable, startled fawn.
However, He Mingfeng keenly noticed Cheng Ying's slightly evasive movement. An inexplicable displeasure welled up within him, a feeling akin to a majestic, powerful lion suddenly provoked. He frowned slightly, his arm swiftly reaching out like lightning across the night sky, precisely embracing Cheng Ying's slender, supple waist. With a slight pull, he once again drew Cheng Ying into his broad, strong embrace.
Cheng Ying never dreamed that He Mingfeng would suddenly do such an astonishing thing! In an instant, her mind went blank, and she instinctively let out a scream. The scream was as clear and melodious as a nightingale singing in a valley, as if it could pierce through the clouds, and the aftersound lingered in the air for a long time.
At this moment, He Mingfeng was tightly embracing the delicate Cheng Ying in his arms. She had her head down, her face full of astonishment. Seeing this, He Mingfeng's lips curled up slightly, forming a teasing smile, and he said softly, "Oh ho, you're scared already? It's not like we've never hugged before, right?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, as alluring as a ripe apple. She hurriedly protested, "I...I wasn't scared at all! I...I just never expected you to pull me back so forcefully."
He Mingfeng, still smiling, calmly pressed on, "Since you weren't scared, why were you backing away so much? Were you shy? Silly girl, there's no one else here. What are you afraid of?"
Faced with He Mingfeng's barrage of questions, Cheng Ying was momentarily speechless, unsure how to answer. She pondered for a moment, secretly thinking that what He Mingfeng said seemed to make some sense. So, she took a deep breath, mustered her courage, slowly raised her head, met He Mingfeng's gaze, and then softly said, "Okay, there's really nothing to be afraid of."
However, to Cheng Ying's utter surprise, just as she finished speaking, He Mingfeng, like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey, suddenly and unexpectedly leaned close to her pink lips and gently placed a kiss on them. Cheng Ying was stunned, as if frozen in place, instantly turning into a statue, standing stiffly in place. Her beautiful eyes widened, filled with disbelief and shock. Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and the entire world consisted only of her and He Mingfeng.
Finally, when Cheng Ying recovered from her utter astonishment, a blush as vibrant as the sunset spread across her cheeks. She playfully stretched out her hands, trying to forcefully push away the domineering yet heart-pounding man before her—He Mingfeng. However, just as she was about to succeed, He Mingfeng, like a gust of wind, swiftly pulled away from her soft, sweet lips. Then, he elegantly straightened up, a wicked smile playing on his lips, like a child who had stolen candy, beaming with smug satisfaction.
Seeing He Mingfeng's expression, Cheng Ying felt a surge of embarrassment and anger. She glared at him fiercely to express her displeasure at his sudden attack. However, despite her anger, Cheng Ying ultimately chose to remain silent. She knew that they had shared many similar intimate moments in that private room before. Those sweet and blush-inducing memories flooded back, leaving her momentarily at a loss for words.
After being glared at angrily by Cheng Ying, He Mingfeng not only didn't soften his expression, but his smile grew even brighter. His handsome face blossomed like a spring flower, radiating captivating charm. He slightly tightened his arms, and Cheng Ying, like a docile and adorable kitten, involuntarily moved closer to him. The distance between them grew smaller and smaller, until they were pressed tightly together, able to clearly feel each other's breath and body temperature.
He Mingfeng lowered his head, bringing his lips close to Cheng Ying's ear, and whispered, "Didn't I tell you already? There's no one else here besides you and me. So, Ying, I just can't help wanting to kiss you..." His voice was deep and magnetic, like a warm, gentle spring breeze caressing Cheng Ying's ear, bringing a ticklish sensation that was intoxicating. Cheng Ying carefully turned her head, her gaze slowly sweeping over every corner of her surroundings. After confirming several times that no one else was present, the corners of her mouth, which had been slightly upturned, gradually drooped, and she fell into a suffocating silence.
In reality, deep within her seemingly calm heart, a turbulent storm had already brewed. He Mingfeng's sudden kiss was like a boulder thrown into the lake, instantly creating a thousand waves and completely disrupting her emotions. She felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest like a frightened deer, utterly out of control.
At this moment, the brief yet passionate kiss from just moments ago kept replaying in Cheng Ying's mind. A tempting blush involuntarily rose on her cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming in spring. The sweet sensation of being kissed by her beloved was like a gentle spring breeze caressing her heart, intoxicating her and leaving her unable to extricate herself. At the same time, a deep longing for love sprouted within her like bamboo shoots after a spring rain; she couldn't wait to embrace and kiss He Mingfeng again.
However, as a traditional young lady from a respectable family, the shyness inherent in women always held her back. Although she yearned for intimacy, getting her to utter a word of agreement was harder than climbing to heaven. Therefore, faced with He Mingfeng's advances, Cheng Ying, though overjoyed, chose to remain silent due to her shyness. In her view, perhaps keeping quiet was the most appropriate course of action at that moment.
Just then, a glint flashed in He Mingfeng's eagle-like eyes, accurately catching the unspoken acquiescence deep within Cheng Ying's gaze. In an instant, the corners of his previously tense lips began to slowly turn upward, forming a faint, yet somewhat mysterious smile. This smile was like the morning sunlight piercing through the thin mist, weak yet enough to illuminate everything around it.
Immediately afterwards, He Mingfeng moved with the grace and charm of a butterfly fluttering among flowers. He took a small step forward, his right arm rising gently, his long, strong fingers, like those of a pianist, softly lifting Cheng Ying's fair, jade-like chin. At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
Then, He Mingfeng slowly leaned down, his movements as gentle as if afraid of waking a sleeping fairy. His tall and upright figure gradually approached Cheng Ying, and finally, with an incredibly gentle gesture, he once again accurately pressed his burning lips onto Cheng Ying's luscious, ripe, and alluring lips.
The two were completely immersed in the sweet atmosphere, oblivious to the passing of time and any changes in the world around them. Their eyes were fixed on each other, their hearts overflowing with endless love and longing. However, as the saying goes, "no coincidence is too much," fate always seems to create dramatic twists and turns when things least expect them.
At this crucial moment, He Yanxi and Qin Yaoyao inexplicably arrived at the horse farm together. When they inadvertently caught sight of the extremely romantic scene unfolding before them, their bodies involuntarily froze on the spot, their eyes wide open, their mouths agape, and their faces revealing undisguised astonishment.
For a moment, the air in the entire racecourse seemed to freeze, utterly silent. Only He Yanxi and Qin Yaoyao stared in astonishment at He Mingfeng and Cheng Ying, as if trying to etch this moment into their minds forever.