Ugly Wife Of Blind Man

Part 62's

"Lucher, do you want to ride a horse?"

The little man's eyes glowed. "I want to!"

"All right, I'll take you."

Looking at a map, Valerie and the two little big men walked for about 20 minutes until they found the location of the horse.

A little white horse of proportional stature and sturdy limbs tied not far away. It is seen that this is a horse farm that is in a special pagari raising horses. Although not too big, but enough for a horse to run.

"Wow! That's horse!" Lucher's big eyes flickered in admiration.

In her former life, Valerie often took vacations and loved to do challenging things, so she learned to ride horses. At this moment, Valerie was still confident in her ability to ride horses.

"Wait a minute. I'll consult the staff."

Afterwards, under the leadership of the staff, Valerie rubbed the white horse and felt that this horse was tame, not aggressive at all.

Valerie helped Lucher wear a knight's hat, and riding boots. Then he hugged Lucher and sat in the back. They slowly circled the racecourse. Perhaps this was his first time riding, Lucher's body was tense and nervous.

Sensing that, Valerie leaned over her ear and coaxed. "Don't be afraid, I'm holding you."

Tension loosened. Lucher opened his eyes wide, his face filled with admiration. His little hand touched the hard horse hair. "It's fun!"

Valerie smiled slightly.

After walking a few times, Valerie hugged him and came down. Lucher excitedly ran towards Victor who was sitting on the wooden chair. He said happy. "Dad! I'm riding a horse! I'm not scared!"

"Is it fun?"

"Yes! I like riding horses" he replied.

Hearing the sound of the feet approaching, then the scent of a familiar body, Victor said. "Valerie, I want to ride a horse."

"... what?" Valerie was surprised. He would ask how, but the man immediately stood up and prepared.

"Come on. Hold me like how you hold Lucher when you ride."

Valerie opened her mouth, but Victor did not continue. "Don't think I'm blind and I can't ride it."

Valerie blinked and looked at him dumbfounded. Hey, he hasn't said anything! Valerie finally gave up and led him to where the horse had been.

As the man wore a riding suit, he was so handsome that he could not express in words. He was tall and wore black riding boots. Very attention-grabbing. Valerie thought, the moment the man rode the horse, he would need her help. However, he did not expect Victor to move smoothly, so he sat in the saddle at once and reached out to him.

Valerie took his hand and well onto the horse behind Victor. He put his hands on his waist, held the bridle, and slowly began to ride.

Victor frowned. "Do you consider me a child?"

"... Ap--"

Suddenly Victor clamped the horse's belly with his foot on the pedal, pulling the horse's bridle from both hands. The horse ran.

"Avictor!" valerie's screams were shocked and frightened. Unknowingly hugged the person in front of him tightly. "Are you crazy?!"

Victor wanted to laugh hearing her fear, but a strange gentleness stuck to his back and rubbed her gently. As the wind blew past his ears, Victor's entire body became warm.

Mocking words that will be thrown directly on the press. His jaw rolled up and down, his magnetic voice muffled by the wind. "Valerie, if you're scared, then hug me tight."

Valerie wrapped her hands around the skinny waist of the man. Although he had ridden a horse, but never reached this speed. He was terrified in his heart, and continued to hold her tighter. His entire body clung onto and touched Victor's back.

The wind continued to pass, the speed of the horse running accelerated again. Valerie exclaims. "Don't be too fast! Slow down, Victor! It's gonna be dangerous!"

As if not hearing, Victor continued to be in control at an undiminished pace. In fact, he was enjoying the feeling in the hug. Moreover, the softness of his back made him warm.

Valerie's voice was anxious. "Victor, stop fast! Don't make trouble!"

Victor added speed. Valerie was anxious and upset. Angrily he pinched Victor's waist. "I want to get off!"

"Why should you be afraid?" Victor's breathing was disordered for some reason. The coldness in his expression faded, and his thin lips curved. "I am blind, but the horse is not. Hold me tight, and you will not fall."

Valerie immediately pulled out her hand, her voice soft and as if about to cry. "Then stop ...."

Victor slowly slowed down the speed of the horse and stopped. Valerie's heart was beating uncontrollably, she was panting and still frightened.

Lucher who was watching from earlier immediately stood up and clapped his hands. "Great dad!"

After feeling relieved, Valerie let go of her hand that was holding Victor and said angrily. "Why are you riding it so fast?!"

Victor's expression was calm, but his back was numb. He resisted the urge to touch her. "Isn't that fun?"

Valerie looked at him furiously. "Absolutely not!"

The owner of the horse who was none other than the watchdog, suddenly came with a face full of astonishment. "Miss Valerie, your husband is absolutely amazing. This horse is kept here, but it belongs to my father's friend. If we take care while riding it and be gentle, the horse will look docile and obedient, but not if we take it running."

The horse owner had a hard time trying several times and was knocked down by him. He was so angry that the horse was sent here to foster.

Hearing this, Valerie was filled with disbelief. He looked at Victor who was standing there expressionlessly, then the tame-looking white horse. This guy isn't even scared.

Valerie smiled stiffly. "Maybe the horse likes it."

The watchman nodded, then asked the staff to tie his horse back. "I need to check the food preparation for tonight. Go back to having fun."

"All right, thank you."

***

In the late evening, every edge of the tent shone with flames. Everyone was sucked in to bake barbecues and other food.

At this moment, Valerie had already finished grilling. He took the plate and walked to Victor's side. "Victor, let's eat."

"It smells good!" Lucher came after playing running around.

The little family ate its food in a harmonious atmosphere.

When night falls, every flame goes out. Many people were still gathered and chatting. Some people walked up the slopes, enjoyed the night breeze and looked at the stars.

Valerie could not control her mouth to eat, so she walked pacing the grass slope before digesting. As the night gets darker, the surroundings are calmer.

At this moment, Lucher opened the tent and entered. "I'm done with the shower!"

Valerie took a dry towel. "Come here, I'll wipe your hair."

In the back, Victor was wearing black pajamas with half wet hair. Lucher sat cross-legged in front of Valerie and made her wipe her hair. He felt so comfortable that he wanted to sleep.

Her hair was very soft, as it was few in number, quickly drying out. Valerie tidied her hair and said softly. "Done."

"I want to, too" said Victor suddenly. Valerie simply complied and walked over to do the same.

As they prepared for sleep, Lucher lay between Victor and Valerie, staring at the two alternately with bright eyes. His mouth is high. Lucher felt very happy to be able to fall asleep with them.

"If you keep moving, I'll kick you out of the tent" Victor said in a fierce tone.

Thinking of Valerie on the other side that she could not hug, her mood was not good. Lucher was so scared that he closed his eyes and did not dare to move again. But his mouth was still smiling.

Valerie touched her head. "Hurry to sleep."

The boy was tired of playing, and in just a few minutes, he fell asleep.

The night is getting dark and quiet. After feeling the breath of the two people beside him calm down, Victor opened his eyes. He got up and moved Lucher, after which he lay back and hugged Valerie. The soft body was in his arms, and his wrinkled forehead loosened.

Victor lowered his head, his finger touching his soft lips. Then he approached and gently bit her.

It was as moist and sweet as the milk candy she had eaten in the car before. His eyebrows shot up with satisfaction, he only felt his mind was wrong before.

Her lips are better than her favorite cake. He kissed her again and closed his eyes with satisfaction. Like a child stealing candy, secretly tasting his favorite milk flavor.