The moment Qin Yichen's hand touched the back of Ji Wennuan's hand, he was frozen severely.

In the hot summer, the warm hands of the season are like ice cubes just moved out of the cold storage.

Cold and hard, cold and stiff.

Qin Yichen's heart seemed to be pinched and shrank suddenly.

He had no memory, but he felt that these hands, even in the coldest winter, should be warm and soft, and would not be afraid of the cold, rather than as it is now.

Qin Yi pursed his lips, his eyes were shocked, and there was a strong feeling of being unable to dissolve.

Ji Wennuan was very resistant to his physical condition and did not want Qin Yichen to know.

She frowned and wanted to pull her hand back, but Qin Yichen held it tighter.

"Take the ice away!"

Qin Yichen's voice was as cold as ice.

Zheng Xiujin looked at Qin Yichen who was holding Ji Wennuan's hand. Isn't this too arrogant?

It would be fine if he still had the servants around Ji Wennuan, but Lu Mingcang was there.

While Zheng Xiujin was still discussing this, he heard Qin Yichen say to move the ice away, and his tone was very gloomy and irritable, as if he was so distressed that he was about to cry, and he was stunned.

"Take the ice away? It will be so hot. Aren't you most afraid of heat?"

He was also afraid of heat, so he moved the ice away and stayed in the room for a few hours, and he would die of heat.

"Move away!" Qin Yichen repeated again.

"Ah Yeh!"

Lu Mingcang sneezes, "I have a cold and I'm a little afraid of the cold. I closed the doors and only left the windows near the racetrack in front of the window."

Qin Yichen looked at Lu Mingcang, and Lu Mingcang still looked like he was not anxious and smiling gently.

Zheng Xiujin looked at Lu Mingcang, who clenched his hands gently into a fist and placed it beside his mouth, and said strangely as if he had discovered a new continent: "Lu Mingcang, did you catch a cold? True or false? Did you actually catch a cold? Do you want me to find a doctor for you? Oh, by the way, you are the doctor, the best kind. What medicine do you want? I asked the servant to catch it and cook it for you."

"No, just follow what I said and close the doors and windows."

Ji Wennuan followed Lu Mingcang and said, "There is no need to get rid of the ice. It's too hot. I can't stand it. I don't have to close the windows, just close the door!"

If the ice is moved away at this time, others will definitely be curious, and those who are interested will even go to investigate.

Ji Wennuan doesn't want to have troubles, and she doesn't want to take risks, and she is discovered by others.

Ji Wennuan regretted it a little, and didn't understand all the situation before coming.

The Mo tribe's clothes are all inclusive, which is actually more warm. In addition, the weather is warm, she feels that it will not be cold at all.

She should have added a piece of clothing inside, and she is not afraid of heat anyway, and no one can tell.

Qin Yichen had a tense face, and the air conditioning on his body was even colder than ice.

"Second Master, you're like this, the temperature in the room is even lower."

Zhu Tiantian stared at Lu Mingcang and Qin Yichen and hummed in dissatisfaction. She quickly walked to the door, closed the door, and isolated the wind with ice outside.

Then he crushed Nuanxiang Pills and put them in tea for her to drink.

The temperature in the room quickly rose, and Ji Wennuan oozed his sickly pale face, with a little blood.

Although my hands were still cold, they were not that stiff.

She raised her other hand and patted Qin Yichen's back of her hand. When Qin Yi was stunned, she pulled her hand out from under his palm.

"Fourth Master, your palms are sweating."

Zheng Xiujin muttered, "That's because the door is closed."

He felt sweaty on his body and looked at Lu Mingcang with extreme grief.

I don’t get sick early or late, but I get sick at this time.

No, Lu Mingcang felt uncomfortable when he caught a cold, why did the Fourth Master ask him to carry the ice away?

Ji Wennuan looked at Qin Yichen's still tense face and dark eyes, as if there were thousands of words.

She poured herself and Qin Yichen a cup of tea, then looked at Zheng Xiujin who was thinking hard and said, "I'm the first time I bet on horses. What are the rules, please tell me."

Zheng Xiujin was about to answer when a noise came out outside.

"It should be the horse that participated in the competition today. Let's talk while watching!"

Ji Wennuan followed Zheng Xiujin and walked to the window.

Outside, more than a dozen racehorses were led by people and stood at the starting point of the racecourse.

All of them have tall horses, each of which looks very strong, heroic, full of power, and very clean and handsome.

The track is separated by a fence.

A few meters away on each track, a large number of tracks were sprayed with paint, and a hurdle was set up in the middle.

In addition, there are digital labels on horses.

“No. 3, No. 3, No. 3!”

“No. 7, 77777!”

"No. 8, No. 8 will win!"

At this moment, under the temporary umbrella shed of the racecourse, there were men standing there, with excited expressions and expectation, and they had already begun to shout for the horses they were optimistic about.

Compared with these men, women are not so interested, and of course they also like them.

A group of young men stood among them, with excited smiles on their faces.

Xiao Hei, who had just claimed by Ji Wennuan, was also led by someone. The number label on him was 15, standing on the 15 track.

Temporarily add the last number and the last track.

In Mali, he is not the highest and strong, and is even a little less eye-catching.

But Ji Wennuan saw him at a glance.

His eyes are the most divine, and he has a kind of pride that contempts all living beings.

The person who leads the horse unbuttons the horse rope.

After a few gongs and drums, the horses raised their feet and crossed the first fence, and their movements were as skillful as if they had been trained thousands of times.

All the horses rushed forward as quickly as possible, and there was only No. 15, like walking in the garden.

Finally, No. 15 was second to last, because No. 13 hit the hull on the hull and fell.

The final result is No. 8, No. 2, No. 3, No. 10.

Zheng Xiujin was very excited, "Is No. 8 very powerful? I will just say, my lucky number."

Ji Wennuan was calm and nodded slightly.

Ji Wennuan's reaction made Zheng Xiujin very disappointed, "I really don't know what you like about that dark horse."

"I have personality. Look, all the horses are running forward desperately, and he is the only one. Slowly, completely following myself. I like things with personality!"

Zheng Xiujin laughed out loud and echoed: "This is, I liked his energy at the beginning. He was obviously a horse, and even we didn't take it seriously. I served him delicious food and drink for so long, and I didn't give him any face. The horseman who grabbed him said that he ran very fast, the fastest he had ever seen, but he was too uncooperable, otherwise I would definitely be in the limelight today!"

Ji Wennuan looked at Zheng Xiujin with a regretful look on her face.

Can the limelight or something have the fragrance of silver?

Put the cart before the horse!

"Just this was called a trial competition, which was to let everyone see the strength of each horse and then place a bet. Look--"

Ji Wennuan looked in the direction of Zheng Xiujin's finger. Some Zheng family servants holding notebooks and brushes went to various umbrella sheds.

"They register the bet, and then my people will calculate the odds in the shortest time. After the odds are announced, they still want to add something, so they can add it."
Chapter completed!