As she fell off the horse, Fu Nancheng instantly rushed forward, holding her as they rolled on the ground several times, firmly sheltering her under his body!
The next moment, a muffled groan was heard.
Several wild horses violently trampled over his back; even through his body, Qiao Mo could feel their force!
"Fu Nancheng..."
Qiao Mo's heart tightened, and her eyes instantly reddened.
Why did he come to save her?
"Still mad at me, hmm?" He pressed tightly against her body, looking down at the woman beneath him, disregarding the gazes of others, and spoke gently.
Qiao Mo gazed at him, lost, not knowing how to respond.
At this moment, after a moment of tearing, several horses returned to the place, their hooves about to fall on him again. Qiao Mo's heart tightened: "Fu Nancheng... move away!"
"The horses are coming!" Qiao Mo exclaimed urgently.
He simply looked at her silently, somewhat greedily gazing at the fear and worry in her eyes.
