The girl was dazzled by his good looks, pausing a moment before nodding. "A match! Such a perfect match!"
When their turn came, Zhuang Yongzhi insisted that Lin Muxue choose the finest white steed. Lin Muxue didn't refuse, swinging a long leg over the saddle. The wind pressed the hem of the white shirt flat against slender thighs, revealing sleek, smooth calves and skin so fair it was dazzling.
Zhuang Yongzhi picked a brown horse, sitting right beside him, so excited he was dancing around, his werewolf claws almost tearing the decorations off the saddle.
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