Wen Qiao followed Shen Yan into his room.

The little man entered the room like a madman, ran to the desk, took a dart, and scratched it on the wooden table.

The piercing voice made Wen Qiao couldn't help but frown.

She walked over, grabbed Shen Yan's wrist, and asked, "Did your father beat you?" ”

Shen Yan's body stiffened: "No, my dad won't beat me." ”

Wen Qiao looked at the distinct slap marks on his face, obviously he was beaten, but he didn't say anything, and remembered that when he mentioned that he was going to tell his father to fire her, he didn't have any resentment towards his father.

Come to think of it, his father is still a majestic existence in his eyes, and probably he also feels that he deserves to be punished for doing something wrong.

This child's temperament is already very struggling and contradictory, and if this goes on like this, it is indeed easy to make a big mistake.

Murder is possible.

"I see that there is a horse riding field in the mountain behind your house, go horseback riding today."

"I'm not going."

Wen Qiao clasped his arms together: "Do you think I'm using a question?" I'm imperative, ok? Change clothes and go to the horse farm. ”

Shen Yan was indignant: "I don't like horseback riding. ”

"I don't care if you like it or not, change into an equestrian costume and follow me to the racecourse, I am your tutor, not your nanny, you should listen to me, not me."

Shen Yan cursed a few words, but Wen Qiao didn't hear it clearly, and then saw the child scolding and went to the closet to get clothes and went into the bathroom.

It's still a hot day on the thirty-eighth, and the staff of the horse farm are hiding in the shade of the trees to be lazy, after all, it is impossible for the gentleman and the young master to come to ride horses in this kind of weather.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, I saw a young girl walking towards this side with their little master.

Several people immediately cheered up.

Just walking to the racecourse, Shen Yan felt that he was sweating and out of breath, and then looking at Wen Qiao, this woman was not red and her heart was not beating, as if she was nothing.

The little kid was so angry that he almost stomped his foot.

Wen Qiao introduced himself to the staff: "I am Shen Yan's tutor, and I brought him over to ride a horse. ”

It was ten o'clock in the morning, the temperature had climbed to thirty-six degrees, even the air was hot, the staff were wearing straw hats, sweat was still rolling down from the sideburns, and said while wiping sweat: "Teacher Wen, this weather is so hot, our little master is noble, I am afraid that I can't bear to ride like this." ”

Wen Qiao smiled: "It's okay, his body is just too weak, so he has to exercise." ”

Shen Yanyin said, "I think you're here to torture me." ”

After saying this, he regretted it!

It used to be his tutor who tortured him, but when, the role was reversed?

Wen Qiao wore a sunhat on his head: "Whatever you think, anyway, I, the family teacher, are also responsible for exercising your physical fitness." ”

Turning his head, he asked the staff to lead two horses out, one tall and one slightly shorter, suitable for children to ride.

Wen Qiao put knee pads and a helmet on Shen Yan, "Get on the horse." ”

Shen Yan originally wanted to say that he couldn't ride, but then he would be embarrassed in front of Wen Qiao, and he could only withstand the high temperature of thirty-six degrees and get on horseback.

Wincho followed suit with another horse.

"If you don't think you can do it, then tell me and I'll stop."

Shen Yan looked stubborn, his mouth was pursed, he held the reins, and jumped out first.

Fortunately, there is still shade in this racecourse, and the heat wave has been slightly blocked, Wen Qiao looked at his watch and estimated Shen Yan's physical fitness, this exercise intensity, this sultry weather, he can last for an hour at most.

After an hour, if the imp still hasn't begged for mercy, it must be stopped, otherwise he will suffer from heat stroke.

Shen Yan was born in a wealthy family, riding horses, archery, swimming, fencing, and all kinds of sports were not left behind.

He thought that even if Wen Qiao could ride a horse, his equestrian skills would definitely be average, and he couldn't compare to him, who began to practice riding and archery at the age of four or five, so he proposed, "Let's compare." ”

Wen Qiao almost laughed: "Than what? ”

"It's better than anyone else can finish this hill."

Wen Qiao narrowed his eyes: "Are you serious?" ”

Shen Yan: "Don't you dare? ”