79: Chapter 79 Ambiguity on Horseback! Wrong Place!

"Giddy up!"

Liu Shishi's small feet, clad in white skate shoes, rested on the stirrups as she playfully tapped the horse's belly.

The originally docile brown horse immediately lifted its four hooves and plodded slowly toward the grassy slope ahead.

"Wrap your hands tightly around my waist. If you don't have your feet in the stirrups and this beast decides to buck, you'll end up ruining your face if you get thrown off."

Liu Shishi said, pulling the reins skillfully while softly reminding the man behind her.

"Alright."

Lin Chen obediently stretched out his large palms, somewhat weakly clasping her absurdly slender waist.

This young woman's waist was so thin it looked like it could be snapped with a single palm, and it was soft without a hint of excess fat—likely the exquisite "water-snake waist" often mentioned in ancient books.

The little brown horse was taking leisurely steps across the wide pasture. With the two of them nestled together on horseback, facing the cool breeze mixed with the scent of grass from the vast prairie, it could certainly be considered a beautiful moment.

But this was completely different from the image in Lin Chen's mind. What happened to galloping freely across the vast frontier, accompanied by the dust of the world?

At the current slow, crawling pace, it was barely faster than the local lad leading the horse ahead, who was walking with his arms swinging.

That honest horse would even stop every two steps to nibble on the tender grass on the ground, as leisurely as a retired old man taking a walk in the park.

"Say, Teacher Liu, can we speed up our mount a little bit? How is this any different from an ant crawling?"

Lin Chen helplessly leaned his chin over and gently rubbed it against her small head, which was filled with the scent of shampoo.

Liu Shishi's head tilted backward, her whole body nestling into the crook of Lin Chen's shoulder. She turned her exquisite, charming face to the side, looking at him with watery eyes: "Thinking it's too slow, huh?"

"Duh."

Lin Chen lowered his head slightly. Their faces were extremely close, and even the warm, fragrant breath Liu Shishi exhaled while speaking hit the corner of his mouth squarely.

"Then I'll do as you wish. Let's switch to a faster one!"

A bright, mischievous smile bloomed on Liu Shishi's beautiful face. Then, before Lin Chen could react, those two red lips lightning-fast pecked him hard on the cheek.

Immediately after, she thrust her body forward abruptly, and her small feet in the stirrups used all their strength to give the horse's belly a hard squeeze.

"Giddy up!"

"Neigh—!"

In pain, the brown horse let out a loud whinny and suddenly bolted forward at full speed.

Lin Chen never expected this usually quiet little woman to suddenly pull such a stunt.

In the instant the horse bucked violently and his body leaned backward, he instinctively retracted his hands and clutched the delicate body in front of him tightly into his embrace to avoid falling off and eating dirt.

His two thighs also clamped the horse's belly hard, barely managing to stabilize his center of gravity.

The startled brown horse dashed forward like crazy for twenty or thirty meters on the grass. Since no one was urging it forward anymore, the momentum faded, and the speed gradually slowed down.

And Liu Shishi, who had just been like a heroic female general charging into battle, was now completely turned into a puddle of soft mud, her delicate body sinking limply into Lin Chen's arms.

"You... hurry up and take your claws off. Don't let the cameras behind us and Yaya and the others see."

"Huh?"

Lin Chen was stunned for half a second. After his palm subconsciously grabbed and squeezed twice, he suddenly realized what was happening and quickly withdrew his right hand with an embarrassed look on his old face.

Things had happened too suddenly just now; to save his life, he hadn't had time to check the position.

That tactile sensation was both full and surprisingly elastic—no wonder it had been so steady when he grabbed it just now.

It was at least a genuine C-cup.

The atmosphere on horseback suddenly became a bit strange and awkward. Lin Chen coughed lightly, pretending to be intently admiring the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.

Liu Shishi remained silent for a long time with a flushed face. Finally, she exhaustedly leaned the back of her head against Lin Chen's hard shoulder again, rolled her eyes in a cute way, and spat out in a voice like a mosquito: "Pervert."

Lin Chen had lived two lifetimes, and this time his old face rarely flushed slightly. He muttered stubbornly: "Purely a work-related error, the situation was urgent."

Liu Shishi pursed her red lips. While wrinkling her pretty little nose, she relentlessly used her smooth forehead to push hard against Lin Chen's neck, her mouth full of a little woman's coquettish complaints.

"Better leave it to me. Your driving skills as a female driver are really not reassuring."

Lin Chen reached out with his two large palms and took the leather reins directly from her soft little hands, tentatively beginning to communicate with the beast beneath them.

After swaying on horseback for about a quarter of an hour, Lin Chen keenly discovered that this horse-riding thing actually wasn't as mysterious as rumored.

In the final analysis, it was just a physical task that required practice, much like driving a manual transmission beat-up Jeep. Once you get bumped around on it a few times, you naturally get the hang of it.

However, compared to rigid machinery, this horse riding really had big differences in micro-manipulation.

Because this thing under him was a living animal, when it started to trot, the horse's back would produce a highly rhythmic up-and-down movement.

As a rider, one absolutely cannot stiffen the whole body and go head-to-head on horseback; one has to cooperate with this movement.

When the horse's neck goes up, the buttocks have to follow and exert a clever force upward; when the horse's hooves land and sink, the whole person's center of gravity also has to follow and press downward.

Only when the frequencies on both sides are completely matched can the speed really pick up, and it is the most effortless for both the horse and the person.

If you do the opposite and work against the horse's movements, not only will the horse be pulled painfully and go crazy, but the rider's buttocks will also be shaken into eight pieces, and in serious cases, you might even vomit up last night's dinner.

To put it plainly, this thing is all about four words—go with the flow.

From this point of view, riding a horse in the frontier is completely opposite to doing that kind of business on a private big bed.

When clapping for love at home, you absolutely cannot go with the flow. If the other person takes a step back and you follow, you can't exert any force at all.

Only by meeting it head-on and letting the two forces collide violently at the peak can the applause be loud enough to reach the clouds.

After figuring out this trick, Lin Chen quickly mastered the knack.

With his two legs clamping the horse's belly, he was already able to lead Liu Shishi to do some small-scale jogging on the edge of the pasture.

But it was limited to this. As for the feeling of galloping freely as written in novels, the hardware facilities of this scenic spot today obviously did not support it.

It wasn't that he didn't learn fast enough; it was purely that these few horses under their butts were too disappointing.

Each one was skinny and bony, and their fur color was dull, looking just like disaster victims who hadn't had a full meal in days.

The scenic spot boss wasn't stupid. How could they bring top-tier purebred blood-sweating horses worth hundreds of thousands or millions to this kind of mass-market playground and let those clumsy tourists mess around with them?

After having their buttocks shaken to pain on horseback, the main force of the Divas Hit the Road Group moved on without stopping to the next entertainment check-in point.