Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 313
“Grab the reins.” Mason handed the reins over to Janet.
She took it skillfully and adeptly.
“You did this before?” Mason was a little shocked.
She raised her brows and said slowly, “A little.”
Her tone was so calm that it didn’t sound suspicious at all.
Mason remained silent as he grabbed her waist with his delicate hands. The moment he lowered his head, he could see her snowy white neck and smell her faint body fragrance, causing a stir in his heart.
Janet squinted her eyes, but she remained silent.
The two of them maintained an intimate posture with her back against his chest.
After that, it was ten minutes of horse riding.
As for Janet, before she could feel the excitement of riding a horse, her body temperature was already rising up at a terrifying rate.
On the other hand, Mason also felt desire burning inside him. Even though she didn’t do anything, he was already defeated in front of her.
After getting down from the horse, she lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was deep in thought.
As soon as Mason turned around and caught the look on her face, he could immediately tell what she was thinking.
“You’ve tried it, so why don’t we go look around somewhere else?” Sean suggested.
After all, the worst thing about the training camp was the racecourse.
Janet lifted her eyes and thought about it for a while before tilting her head to the side. “I’d like to ride it myself,” she uttered calmly.
Listening to her, Dean trembled as he held the reins. “Miss Jackson, did you say you wanted to ride alone?”
Janet answered him calmly before walking toward Darvis with eyes filled with triumph and arrogance.
However, when Darvis saw a stranger approaching, it raised its head and neighed in a disturbing manner. It was obviously uncomfortable.
Janet revealed a smile and spoke silently, “It really is a good horse.”
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