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    Datan couldn't stop it, he could only frown, and looked at "Zhuofan" uncertainly. The horse suddenly went mad, I don't know if it was accidental or premeditated? Immediately thinking that the horse race was proposed by Aarorian, it seemed impossible for the man to arrange it in advance.

    After erasing the doubts in his heart, Datan sent someone to check the condition of the horses, but it turned out that Alorian whipped the whip too hard, causing the horses to go mad with pain. For Alorian, who has been dealing with horses since childhood, this was a big mistake.

    Alorian's face was ugly, and she ran back to the camp without saying hello.

    Yi Lun shook his head secretly, this Arolian beauty is beautiful, but her temper is small and her temper is indulgent, and she is really not suitable to be his wife. He turned his attention to Qi Surong again, and saw that her brows were bright and her temperament was just like that. Her style was not inferior to that of men and her calmness was so special and heart-warming. It's a pity that she is a woman from the Central Plains, and her identity is unknown, and she is not perfect...

    Elon grew jealous of the man who once possessed her, and the inevitable light flashed in his eyes.

    The three days set before seemed too long, he should have asked for her that night!

    "Sorry, I'm scared for Alolian." Elon clasped his fists at Datan, "Tonight Irun will hold a banquet to shock Alolian."

    Datan nodded and said with a smile: "No need to apologize, it's all a little girl's coddling, it's better to let her learn a lesson." After a pause, he said, "I don't know what the relationship between the boy named 'Zhuofan' and the young patriarch is. , you seem to value 'him'?"

    "'He' is a friend of Yi Lun." Yi Lun replied, "may be resident in Boya in the future to handle some business."

    "I see." Datan didn't ask any more questions, but instead made a request. "Ellen, the little girl admires you very much. If you can talk to her later, she will be very happy."

    "Patriarch Datan spoke, how could Elon refuse? During lunch, Elon went to invite her in person."

    "Haha, then there is work." Datan raised his head and laughed.

    The pair of people and horses played on the grassland for a long time before returning happily.

    A bonfire is raised in the camp, and the rice is fragrant. Elon kept his promise and personally went to invite Arolian out for dinner. Alorien's anger disappeared, and she followed Ellen with a smile.

    In the evening, the inner camp held another bonfire banquet, but the scale was much smaller, mainly to entertain the Datan father and daughter and several senior generals.

    Qi Surong was dragged to join in the fun again, sitting behind Yi Lun, and was stunned by Ya Luolian several times.

    She has tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, but Elon's care from time to time makes it impossible for her not to be noticed. Many people felt a little puzzled when they saw this scene. Is Young Patriarch Yiluan a suitable relationship with that man? Is the atmosphere between them too ambiguous?

    At the end of the dinner, Qi Surong was forcibly dragged into his tent by Yi Lun.

    Qi Su tolerated it all night, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Young patriarch, what are you trying to do? Didn't you promise to conceal your identity for me? But isn't it obvious that you are acting so presumptuously?"

    Yi Lun laughed a few times in a low voice, leaned on the animal skin chair, and looked at Qi Surong lazily.

    Qi Surong was uncomfortable with him, so he calmed down, clasped his fists and said, "It's getting late, let's forget about today's affairs for now, I'll leave now."

    Yi Lun's ears moved slightly, and suddenly he took Qi Surong's hand, dragged her into his arms, and turned over to hold her down.

    Qi Surong's expression changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Young patriarch, didn't you give me three days to think about it?"

    "I regret it." Elon lowered his head and bit her neck.

    Qi Surong's body froze and struggled: "Let go... um."

    Their lips were blocked, their limbs were pressed so they couldn't move, their clothes overlapped, and their bodies were tightly entangled.

    "Bang!" There was a sudden sound of the tray falling to the ground, alarming the two people who were kissing in the tent.

    Yi Lun and Qi Surong looked at the sound and saw Ya Luolian standing by the curtain, looking at them in disbelief, and tremblingly said: "You, you actually..."

    Yi Lun grinned, turned over and pulled Qi Surong to sit on his lap, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know why Ya Luolian is visiting late at night?"

    "Iron, you actually like men!" Arolian scolded angrily, "Disgusting, you guys are so disgusting!"

    Yi Lun snorted coldly and said lightly, "Alorian, if you want to be my wife, you have to accept my hobbies, otherwise I won't have the slightest pity for you."

    "Who needs your pity! I, Alolian, will never marry a shameless person like you." Alolian stomped her foot, turned and walked away.

    The tent immediately fell silent.

    "You did it on purpose." Qi Surong stared at him.

    Elon leaned back on the hide chair, noncommittal.

    "The play is over, can you let me go?"

    "Don't let it go." Yi Lun pressed her down again and laughed in a deep voice, "Why don't you just be my woman tonight?"

    Qi Surong didn't say a word, just looked at him coldly.

    "Okay, I won't move you for the time being." Yi Lun let go of her, "but after the trouble just now, you have to be careful, Alorian is not a generous person, and I'm afraid she will trouble you in the future."

    Qi Surong glanced at him and said, "Even if you don't want to marry Aaronian, you don't have to build on your own reputation, right?"

    "I don't care about that, and you're not a real man." Yi Lun's ambiguous gaze swept over her.

    Qi Surong said no more, turned around and walked out of the tent.

    The squires guarding outside the tent all cast strange glances at "him". A Luolian's voice was not small just now, and they could hear it clearly...

    The next day, the news about Yi Lun's preference for male style spread like wind throughout the entire tribe. In the same way, Qi Surong has received several times more attention than before, and as soon as he goes out, he will definitely be pointed at by others.

    Qi Surong was helpless, although the hopeless result of Qingying and Boya's marriage was gratifying, but it was not so wonderful to bear the name of a "male favorite" inexplicably.

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