Chapter 1068

Wenqiao followed Shen Yan and entered his room.

Small people into the room, like a madman, ran to the desk, with a dart, on the wooden table disorderly.

The harsh voice made wenjo frown.

She went over, grabbed Shen Yan's wrist and asked, "did your father hit you?"

Shen Yan's body was stiff: "no, my father won't hit me."

Wenjo saw the bright slap on his face. He was beaten, but he didn't say it. He remembered that when he mentioned that he wanted to tell his father to drive her away, he didn't resent him.

To think of it, his father is still dignified in his eyes. Maybe he also thinks that he should be punished for his mistakes.

The child's temperament has been very struggling and contradictory. If it goes on like this, it is really easy to lead to big mistakes.

It's possible to kill and break the law.

"I think there is a riding range in the mountain behind your house. I'll go riding today."

"I'm not going."

Wenjo put his arms in his arms. "Do you think I'm using a question? I'm commanding, OK? Change your clothes and go to the racetrack. "

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

"I don't care if you like it or not, put on equestrian clothes and go to the racecourse with me. I'm your tutor, not your nanny. You should listen to me, not to me."

Shen Yan low curse a few words, Wenqiao also did not hear clearly, then saw the child swearing, went to the closet to get clothes, and then went into the bathroom.

Today is still 38 hot days, the racecourse staff hide in the shade of trees lazy, after all, this weather, sir and young men are not likely to ride.

Unexpectedly, the next second saw a young girl with their young master coming to this side.

A few people were in a hurry.

Just walking to the racecourse, Shen Yan felt himself sweating and panting. When he looked at Wenqiao, this woman was not red faced and her heart didn't jump, just like nobody was in trouble.

The kid was so angry that he almost stamped his feet.

Wenqiao introduced himself to the staff: "I am Shen Yan's tutor, take him to ride a horse."

It was ten o'clock in the morning. The temperature had risen to thirty-six degrees. Even the air was hot. The staff wore straw hats, and the sweat still rolled down from the temples. While wiping the sweat, he said, "Mr. Wen, the weather is so hot that our young master is very expensive. I'm afraid we can't bear to ride down like this."

Wenqiao smile: "it's OK, he is too weak, so he has to exercise."

Shen Yan measured Yin: "I think you are here to torture me."

With that, he regretted it!

He used to torture his tutor. When did his role change?

Wenjo wore a sun visor on her head: "whatever you think, my tutor is also responsible for training your physical fitness."

Turn around to let the staff lead two horses out, a tall horse, a little shorter, suitable for children to ride.

Wenqiao put on knee pads and helmet for Shen Yan, "mount the horse."

Shen Yan wanted to say that he couldn't ride, but he would lose face in front of Wenqiao. He could only bear the heat of 36 degrees and get on his horse.

Wenjo got on another horse.

"If it doesn't work, just tell me, and I'll stop."

Shen Yan's stubborn face, small mouth tightly pursed, holding the reins, the first to jump out.

Fortunately, there are still trees in the racecourse. The heat wave is blocked a little bit. Wenqiao looks at his wristwatch and estimates Shen Yan's physical fitness, exercise intensity and sultry weather. He can last for an hour at most.

After an hour, if the kid hasn't begged for mercy, he must stop, otherwise he will get heatstroke.

Shen Yan was born rich and noble. He rode, arched, swam and fenced. All kinds of sports declined.

He thought that even though Wenqiao could ride a horse, his horsemanship must be ordinary. He couldn't compare with him, who began to practice riding and shooting at the age of four or five, so he said, "let's have a match."

Wenjo almost laughed: "what do you compare to?"

"Faster than who can finish this hill."

Wenjo squinted. "Are you serious?"

Shen Yan: "you dare not?"