After patting the horse's neck, Tsuku Watanabe turned over and rode up.

When riding a horse, people will subconsciously raise their heads and chests and straighten their backs.

Some parents like to let their children learn to ride horses just to create their beautiful body shapes, and other things like exercise courage.

Watanabe Tsubasa was originally good enough, but now he was sitting on the horse in a knight outfit, with a noble and handsome temperament, and he could be called a realistic version of Prince Charming.

The ladies and ladies couldn't see it, and their eyes were repeated on Watanabe Takatoshi's face, wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs.

Watanabe Tsuki ignored those.

He sat on the tall horse and always felt a sense of freedom and freedom, and life no longer needed any disguise.

Once you pull the reins, you can gallop across the world.

"Is this tamed?" Mrs. Kiyono came to her senses first, and her white face under her delicate short hair showed a little surprise.

"Train horses and ride horses, you can learn anything as long as you want to learn." Watanabe Shiro looked down at them, "I was born to ride on everyone's heads."

The people present were stunned for a moment, and were unable to react for a while because of the natural and natural confidence in his words.

Only Rin Kiyono is the exception.

"Student Watanabe," she smiled and shouted, "Please restrain yourself and don't expose your nature."

"How can young people not be arrogant? You usually claim to be the most cute in the world, but I didn't even talk about you, but said I." Watanabe Tsuki said with dissatisfaction.

Rin Kiyono glared at him angrily, then showed a very tacit smile.

Toru Watanabe pointed at them with a horse whip: "Go back a little and give your Watanabe Master a photo."

"It's very arrogant." Miki Kujo came to her senses and said with a smile.

"Travel photos, travel photos, I'll take them back to show off." Tsuku Watanabe immediately gave in.

The two wives didn't care at all, and they smiled and took photos of Toru Watanabe on their mobile phones.

"Watanabe," said Mrs. Kujo, "I put on the look I just now, and I am very handsome."

"After the photo shoot, I want to save the best one." Watanabe Tsuki looked ahead, deliberately keeping his expression calm so that the photo would not appear to be posed.

After taking two pictures of this look, he grabbed the horse's belly and then stepped forward.

The horse is tall and slender, with high head and neck when walking, and its steps are light and elastic, making it look like a model, which makes Watanabe Tsuki on the horse's back more noble.

"Where is the noble son!" Mrs. Kiyono couldn't help but praise.

"Watanabe, I won't lie to you. You are really the ideal type of me at the age of seventeen." Mrs. Kujo smiled.

The two young ladies also took out their cell phones to take photos of him.

"I am the ideal type for all women at the age of seventeen, but I am Miki who is still one month away from the age of seventeen." said Toru Watanabe.

"It's mine at the end of the year." Kiyono Rin said calmly.

Miki Kyujo put down her phone and turned her head to look at her.

Before Miki Kujo said that the war broke out, Watanabe Tsubaki hurriedly said:

"You guys go ride a horse, too, it's boring for me to be alone."

"Didn't you let us take photos?" said Mrs. Kiyono, coquettishly.

"That was to divert your attention. I was so proud of riding on the horse just now. I said something second-rate, and I was shy."

"What is a secondary school?" Mrs. Kujo asked curiously.

"What I can only say in the second grade of middle school. Okay, my dear Lord Shinji, go and ride a horse!"

After a while, the four of them rode on the horses raised in Karuizawa Horse Farm.

Mrs. Kyujo is a black British purebred horse, while Mrs. Kiyono is a brown Arabian horse;

Rin Kiyono is a white Hannover horse, and Miki Kyujo is a white Ahartekin, which is a sweat-blooded BMW.

Each one is very handsome, worth hundreds of thousands to millions of dollars.

"Come and compete with whom!" As he said that, Mrs. Jiuzhao rushed out with her slender legs and her belly clamped.

Watanabe Toru was sure that when Kujo Mahi was young, he was definitely a lively and naughty (spicy and competitive) girl.

Whether driving or riding a horse, she can see her extraordinary courage and courage.

Once such a person sits upright and head of the room, he will become a very majestic head of the Jiutiao family.

"Ah, I actually ran away again!" Mrs. Qingye raised her horse whip and chased her.

"The three of us are here to compete?" Tsuku Watanabe grabbed the reins and stood on the same starting line with the two ladies.

"Okay!" The two heroic and beautiful girls responded.

After saying that, the game started immediately.

The horse tightens its muscles, lifts up its four hooves, and rushes forward all the way to this moment. This is its entire mission.

Shiro Watanabe felt the rhythm of the horse and the tension of the muscles.

Speed ​​became everything, and the wind blew in my face, carrying the most natural and refreshing breath on the Karuizawa Plateau.

Watanabe Shiraki felt happy and forgot all his worries.

He raised his whip, raised his arms and shouted wildly at the sky in front of him:

"I am the king of the world!"

As if he felt his ambition, the horse under him ran faster and faster, becoming a sharp arrow.

Miki Kyujo and Rin Kiyono, both of them rode their respective horses and followed him closely.

On the horse farm, people who were walking slowly, trotting, or galloping horses were overtaken by them one by one.

The three of them can attract attention just by their outstanding looks. At this time, they were wearing knight outfits, with a heroic posture and superb riding skills, which became the focus of the entire horse farm for a while.

Floating white clouds, blue sky;

Straight and wide grassland, with forest-like emerald larch on both sides.

They rode their horses in such a scenery.

The first to arrive at the destination was Mrs. Kujo who ran away.

No one's horse is bad. Even if Shiro Watanabe can command the horse, he will never be able to make it break through its limits.

Directly ordering her horse to stop, this is a way.

"Haha, this year is still my number one!" Kujo Maki held her head up and her chest was raised, and her fair and young skin seemed to have really returned to her 20s.

"Because you run away every year." Mrs. Kiyono smiled.

"Win means winning. Those who lose should not always make excuses for themselves."

"I won by despicable means, but what about the real ability?"

"It's better than you anyway."

"So shameless! Let's talk about it when you don't run away!"

The two wives talked happily, just like the forgetfulness when Watanabe Shirou was on the horse. They are now completely freeing their identities and quarreling with each other.

"Just just now, I heard someone calling me the king of the world?" Kujo Maki rode his horse to the other side of Watanabe Takashi and the other two.

"I shouted, the original words were: Kujo Maki is the king of the world." said Toru Watanabe.

Kujo Maki raised his whip and pointed at Toru Watanabe: "The Kujo family is yours."

"Did you hear it? Be good in the future." Toru Watanabe said to Miki Kujo.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, Meiji, you are the 20,000th in the world."

"Watanabe-kun." Kiyono Hiroko's gentle tone was full of threat.

"Well, because you didn't sneak away, you are the uncrowned king of the world."

"I can really talk." Mrs. Kiyono smiled with satisfaction.

"Where are me?" Because everyone was in a happy mood because of the horse galloping, Rin Kiyono also joined the "persecution" of Toru Watanabe's joyful theater.

"No, this problem is too difficult, change it." Watanabe Tsuki said with a smile.

"It's also difficult. I'll have morning class with Xiaolian tomorrow." Rin Kiyono replied with a smile.

“It doesn’t work either.”

"Go back to kindergarten there."

Five people rode their horses and walked slowly along the grassland, forests, and riverside, sometimes moving in unison, sometimes staggering, talking and laughing all the way.

"Watanabe-kun." Mrs. Kiyono slowed down the horse and stood at the same level as Watanabe-Tok.

"Um?"

"Does this horse be kept in Tokyo or is it just placed in Karuizawa?"
To be continued...