hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 107 Learning Horsemanship with Gu Yihan

　It turned out that the "stick" with a silver handle that Gu Yihan was holding was a horsewhip!
　Tang Yumo was sweating wildly.
　Is this the rhythm of riding a horse? But I don’t know it at all. I can barely handle a small animal like a shepherd dog, but this smallest horse is also a giant. .

　The servant smiled and said in French: "Don't worry"

　Gu Yihan signaled the servant to step down, and handed over the reins of the little black horse to Tang Yumo.

　Tang Yumo took it tremblingly, turning his face to the side and not daring to look at the little black horse, but he felt that the little black horse was looking at her sideways with its neck up with an aloof expression.

　"Here, brush it first." Gu Yihan threw a brush over.

　Tang Yumo thought, there is a servant, she really treats me like a rag girl, and she has to order me around at any time.

　"You need to know how to please your mount, brushing it can enhance your relationship." Gu Yihan explained seeing her slow look.

　Tang Yumo knew that Gu Yihan was usually concise and concise, and he didn't like to explain the motives of any of his actions to others.She has already made several exceptions here, and it is unprecedented for her to be able to say this, so she obediently brushed it up seriously.

　Sure enough, as Gu Yihan said, after she cleaned the little black horse completely, she obviously felt that the little black horse's head was not raised so high, and occasionally she turned to the horse's head to gently rub her, and she also imitated Gu Yihan. Yihan caressed its neck gently with his hands like that, and patted its back lightly, receiving a comfortable and friendly response.

　It turns out that the minds of animals are so pure and simple, as long as you can respect them, they are willing to respect you too.Realizing this, Tang Yumo felt sincerely happy from the bottom of his heart, and the laziness and boredom of getting up early in the morning were swept away.

　Gu Yihan taught her how to put on the saddle and bridle, helped her waist and put her on the horse, and then said persuasively: "You must learn to use the rein—you must keep your balance. Lifting up means to stop, and your feet are lightly pinched. The belly of the horse is to accelerate, the left hand goes through the front to the left to turn left, and vice versa is to turn right. When running, pay attention to the correct posture and rise and fall with the trend, like me. Yes, this is the only way to buffer the impact of the horse’s back.”

　Gu Yihan demonstrated while talking, and Tang Yumo became more and more interested in learning and learning.She likes wilderness and challenges by nature, otherwise when she was a reporter, she would not have volunteered to be a dangerous war reporter, coming and going in the rain of bullets.It's just that the unexpected encounters in these years have suppressed and buried her nature, so once there is a suitable opportunity to explode, her stubborn, unyielding, and good at learning new things will quickly be revealed.

　"It's not that stupid, just follow me." Gu Yihan said lightly, riding his horse and galloping around the flat pasture.This seems to be Gu Yihan's highest evaluation of people.

　Tang Yumo followed closely behind, carefully feeling the changes in the speed of the Mercedes brought about by the tightness of the reins. She slowed down, turned, and accelerated. After a few laps, she was no longer satisfied with circling in circles on a flat field.

　Gu Yihan saw her careful thinking, so he rode his horse into the forest path first.

　The path going round and round is bumpy. Tang Yumo, a novice, does not seek elegant posture, but only wants not to fall off the horse to complete his merits, and he must always beware of low tree branches passing over his head.However, the fresh scent of grass and trees in the wind and the satisfying sense of control from the horse made her feel very happy.

Gu Yihan occasionally looked back and saw Tang Yumo's face was nervous and flushed, and the corners of his lips could not help but curve upward.

(End of this chapter)