"A Sweat-Blooded Horse."
A somewhat cold male voice sounded from behind. Before she could react, her body was lifted gently. Startled, Chenxing found herself securely seated on the Sweat-Blooded Horse. The man quickly followed, mounting the horse. Her waist was encircled by a pair of strong arms, his unique scent wafting by her ears.
Gu Shaocheng glanced at the little red horse next to them, raising his eyebrow, "She doesn't need it."
The horse trainer politely nodded, leading the little red horse away.
Chenxing curiously touched the horse's coat, "Sweat-Blooded Horse? Does it really sweat blood? I've heard that a Sweat-Blooded Horse can travel a thousand miles a day."