Now Yang Dingtian knows, it turns out that it is not Pang Qiqi who wants to toss him, but the king of wild boars.

"Okay, go check it out. "Yang Dingtian doesn't have to be pushed, anyway, it's coming, just take a look.

The girl in riding boots looked at him curiously and asked Pang Qiqi: "Brother Seven, does he know witchcraft?"

Pang Qiqi also squinted at Yang Dingtian and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Yang Dingtian laughed: "Yes, I know witchcraft, don't keep staring at me, be careful that I come to your dreams at night." ”

"No, it won't. ”

The girl in riding boots is a lively character, pouting and retorting, Yang Dingtian laughed, Pang Qiqiyi hugged the small waist of the girl in riding boots: "Don't pay attention to him." ”

She and the girl in the riding boots led the way in front of them, and entered the stable, which was very large, but there was only one horse in it, a black stallion, very large, but the coat color was not very good, and the mental state was not good, and it was a little disgusted.

"Seventh brother, you see, the storm has no spirit at all. The girl in riding boots stepped forward and put her arms around the horse's head, and there were two tears in her eyes, and some girls, the tears seemed to be waiting for the bags under their eyes, and they came out when they said it.

Pang Qiqi touched the horse's head and said to Yang Dingtian: "Yang Dingtian, you can take a look, what's going on?"

"It's useless to look, I'm not a microscope. Yang Dingtian shook his head: "Let me ask." ”

He pretended to be a ghost, walked over, raised his palm at the black horse, and said hello: "Hey, Brother Heitu, let's pull and croak." ”

He learned Zhao Benshan's accent, the Northeast accent, the girl in riding boots giggled, and then pouted: "It's not called black soil, it's called storm." ”

"Beauty, your ditch is very deep, and the ditch between us is even deeper. ”

Yang Dingtian shook his head.

The girl in riding boots blinked twice quickly with big eyes, and actually teased her girlfriend in front of Pang Qiqi, she really hadn't seen it, glanced at Pang Qiqi, Pang Qiqi didn't seem to be angry, she said: "What a ditch, it's obviously flat here." ”

Pang Qiqi understood, and said: "What he said was white clouds and black soil, Zhao Benshan's sketches. ”

Yang Dingtian laughed and glanced at Pang Qiqi's chest: "There is no gap between us." ”

Pang Qiqi ignored him.

She has been thinking about the sun and the sky, this kid is crazy, but this kid seems to have some real skills, and he has the ability to be crazy.

She doesn't like men, and she can even say that she hates most men, but she respects the strong, especially the strong who are mysterious and make her unable to figure out.

From Shu Yezhou Wild Boar King to Gu Qingzhi, a flower seller, including the sudden appearance in the provincial party committee compound tonight, after a series of things, she has never been able to see through Yang Dingtian, so Yang Dingtian is a little crazy, and she can bear it.

Otherwise, if it was another man, she would have kicked it earlier.

Pang Qiqi didn't care, and Yang Dingtian turned his head, as if listening to the storm, and nodded: "So that's the case, I understand, it's also pitiful." ”

He pretended to be a ghost, and the girl in riding boots stared at the beautiful big eyes, with a stunned face, and when she saw Yang Dingtian turn around, she couldn't help but ask, "Can you talk to Storm?"

"Of course. Yang Dingtian nodded.

The girl in riding boots was a little unconvinced, and glanced at Pang Qiqi, Pang Qiqi's face was also confused, she wanted to say that she didn't believe it, but the last wild boar king incident, what she saw with her own eyes, made her have to believe it again.

She is the backbone of the riding boot girl, and if she doesn't speak, the riding boot girl has no idea, and asks Yang Dingtian: "What did the storm say?"

Yang Dingtian smiled and said, "It said, it is not called a storm, nor is it called black soil, but black and long." ”

"What. ”

The girl in riding boots didn't seem to be an old driver, so she only pouted: "It's so ugly, don't want it." ”

Pang Qiqi couldn't help but interject: "Then what else did you say, why don't you eat." ”

"Because. Yang Dingtian said, and suddenly sang: "The wind of that hometown, the clouds of that hometown, when will I see it again." ”

This is Fei Xiang's hometown cloud, and the girl in riding boots has never heard it, and her face is confused: "What, it's so ugly." ”

Pang Qiqi knew, frowned, and said, "You said it's homesick?"

"It's not just homesickness. Yang Dingtian shook his head and sang: "There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village, who is good-looking and kind, and on that parting night, I tasted her mouth." ”

It's Xiaofang in front, and I don't know what it is in the back, it's messy, Pang Qiqi understood: "You mean, this is not only homesick, but also misses the mare it likes?"

"That's right. Yang Dingtian nodded.

"But do horses really miss it?" said the girl in riding boots, who understood.

"Men miss girls, and horses miss mares. Yang Dingtian's face was taken for granted.

He was too imposing, and the girl in riding boots didn't know how to refute for a while, look at him, and then look at Pang Qiqi, like a stupid girl, with a confused face.

Yang Dingtian's hand really made her dizzy.

Pang Qiqi was very sober, his eyes were bright, and he said, "What evidence do you have?"

The matter of the wild boar king, she has been unable to figure it out, today is called Yangding Tianlai, not only the medical horse, but also the mind of touching the bottom of the Yangding sky, at this time Yangdingtian repeated the old tricks, she took the opportunity to break the casserole and ask in the end.

But Yang Dingtian's peach blossom eyes are not something that can be speculated on with normal reason, Yang Dingtian laughed and said, "You think I'm lying, I can't talk to the horse at all, right?" ”

Pang Qiqi was silent, just looked at him, her eyes were very beautiful, but she was not the kind of girl who was soft and beautiful, but the kind of masculine heroic beauty, at this time, it was even brighter, as sharp as an arrow, as if she wanted to see through the sun.

"It's simple. ”

Yang Dingtian also knew that Pang Qiqi had been wondering, doubting, and guessing.

He smiled slightly, turned his head to the storm and said: "Brother, no matter what, whether it's homesickness or missing your sister, things always have to be eaten, don't hide it from you, I used to like a girl, that's called a morning thought, I really can't sleep, I can't eat, but then one day, that sister caught a cold, kept running nose, a bunch of piles, so disgusting, I just saw it, and suddenly I felt that she was beautiful at all, and when I came back, I ate three bowls of rice in a row." ”

He said, touching the horse's head, laughing: "Really, it's not a lie, what is the name of the little mare you miss? Golden Strawberry? The name is very beautiful, so you say that it is not strained, is it disgusting when it is strained? Yes, so, don't think about it, come, eat some." ”

He was talking nonsense, Pang Qiqi and the girl in riding boots were all stupid, the girl in riding boots had a disgusting expression, Pang Qiqi also frowned, but she had experience, because last time she faced the wild boar king, Yang Dingtian was also so inexplicable, so she wanted to let a thunder hack him, but it turned out that Yang Dingtian's nonsense was effective.