Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

The group went to the golf course first.

Chen Su showed little interest in this and just watched Lu Yuzhe swing a few clubs with a bored expression.

His movements were fluid and precise, his arms extended, his waist exerted force, and the club drew a beautiful arc. The white ball flew out and traced a long trajectory in the air before finally landing far away on the green lawn.

The sunlight outlined his focused profile, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

Chen Su only truly perked up when the group moved to the horse farm.

The horse ranch is vast, with lush green grass and winding horse trails extending into the woods in the distance.

The stable was clean and tidy, and several horses with glossy coats and graceful builds were leisurely swishing their tails.

The air was filled with the scents of grass, earth, and the faint aroma of horses.

Lu Yu then looked at Chen Su, who was eager to try, and reminded her again, "Go change into your riding clothes."

Chen Su tugged at his sleeve and shook it, her voice soft and sweet: "Brother Yuze, let me take a few pictures first! Just a few!"

She had already spotted a kind-looking female coach next to her, handed her her camera, and carefully instructed, "Coach, could you please take a few more pictures of me? Please choose good angles and make me look pretty!"

After giving her instructions, she went to select horses with great interest.

She had attended several equestrian club activities with her mother before, so she knew the basic riding techniques.

She immediately took a liking to a pure white warmblood horse without a single stray hair. It stood there quietly, its eyes gentle, its mane neatly groomed.

She walked to the left side of the white horse, skillfully inspected the saddle and reins, then grasped the reins and the front of the saddle with her left hand, stepped into the stirrup with her left foot, supported herself with both hands, and gracefully straddled the horse's back with her right leg, settling into a stable position. She then adjusted her posture and the length of the stirrups.

The entire set of movements was fluid and graceful, with an effortless and dashing quality.

Lu Yu stood not far away, his hands in his trouser pockets, his gaze fixed on her.

In the sunlight, she rode on a white horse wearing an inappropriate skirt suit. The hem of the skirt rode up slightly due to her sitting posture, revealing a section of her even whiter thigh.

Her back was ramrod straight, her chin slightly raised, and her expression serious—a rare sight indeed, unlike her usual charming and innocent demeanor.

He watched as she slightly raised her chin, revealing a perfect smile that she had practiced countless times, her eyes bright.

Chen Su gently pulled the reins, lightly squeezing the horse's sides with his calves, and the white horse obediently started to walk slowly.

She then faced the coach's camera, adjusted the reins, and struck a few poses, turning her body and glancing back. In the sunlight, her dark gray pleated skirt swayed gently with her horse's movements, and her long hair flowed freely, giving her a unique sense of agility and coolness.

After taking a few pictures, she turned around with satisfaction, only to find that Lu Yu had also led out a dark brown horse.

The horse was larger and more robust, its coat gleaming like satin in the sunlight, and its eyes were sharp; it was clearly a fine steed of excellent lineage and well-trained.

Lu Yu grabbed the reins and the front of the saddle with one hand, his movements swift and clean. With a graceful flip, he landed steadily on the horse's back, his posture upright, perfectly integrated with the steed beneath him, exuding an imposing aura.

Chen Su's eyes lit up, and he spurred his horse closer to him. Looking at the straight and wide training track that stretched as far as the eye could see, he felt a surge of competitive spirit.

She raised her chin and said to Lu Yuze, "Brother Yuze, how about we have a competition?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu raised an eyebrow, looking at her radiant face, and a smile curved his lips: "How do we compete?"

Chen Su pointed to the white railings faintly visible at the end of the horse trail: "Let's see who can ride their horse to the other side first on this horse trail! The first one there wins!"

She paused, then added, "The loser has to grant the winner one request. Of course, the request can't be too unreasonable."

Her eyes darted around, a sly glint in them.

Looking at her eager and confident expression, Lu Yu's interest deepened, and he nodded slightly: "Okay."

The two rode side by side to the starting point of the horse trail and asked the coach next to them to help count down.

With a shout of "Start!", the two horses shot off like arrows.

Chen Su lowered her body, gripping the horse's belly tightly with her legs, her heels lightly tapping, controlling the direction with the reins in her hands, and shouted, "Giddy up!"

Driven by her, the white horse galloped faster and faster. The wind whistled past her ears, blowing her long hair and skirt, making them flutter. She felt her heart pounding and her blood boiling. All her attention was focused on the road ahead and the horse beneath her.

Lu Yu did not sprint at full speed. He started slowly and unhurriedly, keeping his horse about half a horse length behind her.

His gaze involuntarily fell on the slender figure lying on the horse's back in front of him.

Her petite, dark gray figure almost blended into the white horse. Her taut back was sleek and her focused profile gleamed in the sunlight. Her long hair danced freely in the air, exuding a vibrant energy that was rarely seen on ordinary days, almost heroic and spirited.

Amid the clatter of hooves, she moved quickly, and he urged his horse on, maintaining that delicate distance, as if admiring her, or perhaps assessing her.

Although the horse trail was long, it quickly came to an end as they galloped at full speed.

Chen Su felt the finish line was near, so he mustered all his strength and made a final sprint. The white horse was the first to cross the finish line.

"We won!"

Chen Su suddenly pulled on the reins, and the white horse reared up, neighed, and then stopped.

She turned around impatiently, her face flushed with excitement and exertion, her eyes shining brightly, her smile as radiant as the generous sunshine that was falling at that moment, her eyebrows curving into crescents as she looked at Lu Yuze who was following behind.

Lu Yu then stopped his horse beside her, watching her undisguised pride and joy, and felt a slight, yet not insignificant, jolt in some corner of his heart by that smile.

His face remained expressionless; he simply said, "Yes, you won."

The two rode their horses side by side, slowly making their way back.

Chen Su blinked, her mind racing, trying to think of what kind of request she could make that wouldn't be too unreasonable, yet would still satisfy her.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She turned her head, extended her slender index finger, and tapped her fair and delicate cheek, her tone both coquettish and expectant:

"My only request is, Brother Yuze, give me a kiss, right here."

Lu Yu lifted his eyelids, his light amber eyes looking at her intently. His gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it made Chen Su's smile falter and she feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Chen Su snorted softly and muttered under her breath, "What kind of unreasonable request is that..."

Back near the starting point, Chen Su prepared to dismount and go find the female instructor to retrieve her camera and check the quality of the photos he had just taken.

However, the moment her feet left the stirrups and touched the ground, a burning, stinging pain in her inner thighs and calves made her gasp, "Hiss—"

She looked down and was stunned.

The fair skin on the inside of her thighs was red, and there were even some minor cuts and fine blood vessels seeping out near the groin.

Large red marks also appeared on the shinbones of the lower legs due to prolonged contact with the stirrups and friction during running.

Her skin is already exceptionally delicate, and even the slightest bump or knock can easily leave marks, let alone such intense friction from horseback riding. Although she only rode one lap, the injuries looked rather shocking.

During the race, she was highly focused and her adrenaline was surging, so she didn't feel any pain at all. But now that she's relaxed, the stinging pain comes in waves, causing her legs to buckle and her to stagger when she dismounts.

Lu Yu, who had been keeping an eye on her, noticed something was wrong almost the instant she frowned and gasped for breath. He immediately dismounted, took a few steps forward, and reached out to firmly catch her waist before she swayed.

Following her gaze to the glaring red marks and broken skin on her legs, Lu Yuze's face instantly darkened, a shadow falling over his brows.

Without saying a word, he picked her up in his arms, his movements swift and decisive. He then turned and strode towards the medical room attached to the horse farm, his steps quick and steady.

Caught off guard, Chen Su fell into his arms again, hugging his neck, the pain bringing tears to her eyes.

But seeing Lu Yuze's tense jawline and obvious displeasure, she felt a little guilty and subconsciously wanted to ease the atmosphere. So she forced a pitiful yet ingratiating smile and softly nuzzled his shoulder.

"Brother Yuze, it really hurts... Kiss me, maybe a kiss will make it stop hurting..."

She hadn't forgotten the bet. She tilted her head up, her eyes wide and watery, and looked at him. "A bet is a bet. You can't go back on your word..."

Lu Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Before Chen Su could react, he lowered his head, his deep eyes locking onto her so close, filled with emotions she couldn't quite decipher.

Then, under her stunned gaze, he tilted his head slightly, and his warm, thin lips touched the corner of her lips.

It was fast, but the force was very light, even a bit perfunctory.

It was so fast it felt like an illusion.

Then, he resumed his steps, his deep voice ringing out above her head, carrying a clear chill and a hint of gritted teeth:

"Serves you right."