Yan Picked Three Saddles, Magby Picked a Bed

Yan carried three small saddles through the door and lined them up side by side, looking rather like he was selecting weapons.

The delivery girl followed beside him with the loan slip in hand and couldn't help reminding him again, "You have to return them by evening. Don't get them dirty."

Hu Liena had already reached out to touch the little saddle with bright brass trim. Hearing that, she looked at Yan first.

"What are you planning to ride?"

"Ponyta. I heard we'll get to see one today." Yan patted the outermost saddle. "The big ones are easy to find, but small ones are hard to pick out. I ran through two streets before finding these three."

Xie Yue picked up the little brass bell on the saddle's edge and gave it a gentle shake.

"You like this one?"

"The shopkeeper said girls all like it."

Hu Liena withdrew her hand.

"Did you see me nod?"

Yan opened his mouth, suddenly realizing he might have misunderstood what the shopkeeper meant.

The girl tried to hold it in, but she still laughed. "The shopkeeper meant little girls. This one was originally for a six-year-old child. The customer changed the color at the last minute, so it's been sitting there ever since."

Xia Che pulled his book back over his face.

"Seems fitting."

"How is that fitting?"

There was no answer from the recliner.

The delivery girl was named Cen Zhi and worked at a tack shop on West Street. She still had to take the three saddles back, so she stayed in the shop to wait. Yan said he would finish choosing soon, but Cen Zhi glanced at the shop owner, who had already gone back to sleep, and felt uncertain about that "soon."

Not until Indeedee poked its head out