Chapter 62

Andrea and they knew the news before breakfast, and all three showed different degrees of excitement.

As Anna walked down the escalator, she saw the most disciplined child she had seen in the last few days.

"The magic of riding lessons?" Anna had a funny look on her face.

"The best!" Said Charlie, and Andre was red.

Anna stepped down and sat next to Karenin, who was reading the newspaper. The smell of ink floated, and after feeling Anna's sight, he lowered the distance of the newspaper. This is to see that they have become the focus now.

Whether his wife or his three children, they all look at him.

"I didn't know you were so interested in riding."

Karenin thought it over and said, "I must say that although I intend to take you on horseback, I am not a professional rider."

"You are always very modest." Said Charlie, cheerfully.

"Not modesty, but fact." Karenin said, then he looked at his wife and said, "I hope you won't be disappointed, Anna. If you need to, I can ask Peter to hire a more professional rider."

Anna shook her head and said with a smile, "it doesn't need to be so troublesome, and I know you can do it."

Karenin felt a little pleased by his wife's trust, so the next orange juice he found quite pleasant.

After breakfast and a little rest, they went out.

Driver Peter and some young servants brought the horses. They were all jujube red, and their long manes were spread out. The difference between them was that the white patches on the body were distributed in different parts, and they looked very gentle.

"Which one is male?" Andrea asked.

"No, young master, these are mares."

"Mare?" Andre frowns. Anna sees the action and laughs. Because the boy's action is so similar to a certain gentleman!

"The mare is more tame for beginners, Andre." Karenin said he knew his nephew would sometimes be a bit competitive. It's not a bad trait for a boy, but it also needs to be guided so that he doesn't become a stupid egotist.

"All right." Andrea showed a reluctant expression, and his eyes swept over the horse. He seemed to have liked it, but he did not shout out first. Karenin gave his nephew some satisfactory evaluation in his heart.

"Choose what you like." Karenin said, then looked at his wife.

"And you, Anna, which one do you like?"

Anna couldn't help smiling at Karenin.

"I can do anything, when they choose first."

Karenin showed a look of disapproval, "it's a little spoiled." He took another look at his wife, who stepped forward and took his arm.

"But they deserve to be spoiled." Anna said with a smile, pointing to the three boys.

Obviously, they already have what they like. Charlie and Andrea are interested in the same horse. They don't give in to each other. They just do a little game. Charlie looks at his hand triumphantly and makes a grimace. Andre, apparently willing to lose, turned to the other horse, and after the horse lowered its head and added his fingers, the boy could not help grinning.

The three boys obviously didn't pick the best and the highest two. Some of their upbringing and courtesy had already been engraved in their bones.

"They are already gentlemanly and chivalrous, and I have no doubt about that." Anna said she seemed confident in the children.

But Karenin's concern is that his wife is still a little immature, in fact, his wife is not very big, in Petersburg circle, she is still young like a little girl. But she always manages her role well and doesn't feel abrupt.

There is a kind of magic in Anna, that is not in line with her age of meekness and wisdom.

She showed the charm of many gestures in front of him, and sometimes she was a little awkward, but very appropriate.

Karenin first considered marriage at the age of 20, when he was about to graduate from college. The choice before him is very clear. After entering the political career, relying on the support of his uncle, he can get a good official position in a few years, and then he can find a suitable wife for himself. Like the people in this circle, through this combination, the two families can be stabilized.

At that time, he also retained the desire of a young man for his wife's idea, but it was obvious that official career could always change some people.

Karenin is not one of them.

Obviously, he is more interested in work than in marriage.

Women or love could not satisfy him. It was only necessary, not wanted, until he met the girl in front of him at the residence of the Duke of Moscow.As for "arrogant people, they don't make proper restrictions." Karenin said that, in fact, there was something intentional about this, because until he followed Anna's character, she would always have more hopeful words. And Karenin admitted that he was happy to listen to that at the moment.

"Ah, I don't object to that, but don't underestimate them. Many times, children are better at creating miracles than adults." Anna said confidently, and then she took her husband's hand.

"Look, I like it. It's like wearing white socks!" Anna said, pointing to one of the horses. The reddish brown horse was wagging its tail, and its hooves had very clean white hair, as if to know what Anna was talking about. The horse moved its hooves and looked very impressive.

"May I feel the white socks?" Anna's eyes were shining at her husband, as if the previous steadiness were gone.

Karenin took a few steps forward and showed them.

He approached the horse in a calm and calm manner, raising his hand slowly but neatly. First he approached the horse's neck and shoulder, then stopped, then slowly approached the horse's nostrils and stopped again.

"It's smelling him!" Charlie yelled.

"It's identifying if you're hostile to it." Karenin explained.

"If I touch it with my dirty hands, will it not be happy?" Charlie tilted his head and looked at his hands. He had built his nails before he came, but he didn't know if it was enough for a horse. Maybe they belong to a more picky species.

Andre couldn't help rolling his eyes. "It's like you smell your feet. Nobody's in a good mood. It's disgusting."

Charlie looked at his friend and laughed teasingly, "so you've heard that? Like a cat can lick its nose? "

"I don't, it's just a metaphor." Andre put his arms in his arms to cover up his unnatural, and then he decided to change the subject, but in a somewhat blunt tone.

"What are we going to do next?"

"Don't get close to them from the rear, you may get hurt if they are scared." He licked his nephew's eyes in his nose.

Andrea pursed his lower lip and blushed a little. He did, but alexeira gave him a hand.

Karenin naturally took the reins from Peter's hand to avoid wrapping it around the neck of the horse. His fingers held the reins and the whole man stood side by side with the horse. Then he took the horse for a few steps.

"Don't pull them hard. Walking side by side is the best way, but don't get too close, or you may get trampled on when you turn. "

"Now you can try it yourself." Karenin said, and then signaled that the servants could release the reins.

Anna and they did it according to Karenin's way. At first, everyone was a little cautious, but it turned out that it was not so terrible to lead a horse.

"Can we ride now?" Charlie asked excitedly. If it wasn't for his short stature, he would have looked like he was going to pat the horse.

"It's better to go to the open space." Karenin said, and then took everyone to the open place.

He turned over to the horse, and his boots wrapped around his legs, making him strong.

When a man gets on the horse, most people will appear a little elated, just like a woman with a beautiful skirt can't help boasting.

But Karenin did not.

He was originally tall, and his straight body was more beautiful when he stepped on the horse's back. However, whether it was the strength of his fingers holding the reins or his eyes, he was calm and calm.

"When you come up from the left side of the horse, you should move quickly, and tardiness will deepen the horse's resistance psychology. After you mount the horse, you should pay attention to the neat movement, and don't touch the horse's position at will, which will cause illusion to them."

"When you're ready, you can give them some instructions." Karenin said that and then turned down, his action is not rude, nor heroic, and Andre they have seen some of the racers do not do the same.

Karenin came down and approached the horse. He raised his hand and stroked the horse's mane. Then he looked at Anna and the boys. Then he was stunned because everyone was staring at him with a very strong look.

Especially her wife, who looked at him for a moment, then gently turned her head away from him.

Karenin held his hand unconsciously.

"Can we have a try? Uncle Andre asked, interrupting Karenin.

"Yes. Do as I say. " Karenin said to his nephew, and then his eyes returned to his wife.

He looked a little confused.

Because his wife has successfully sat on the horse's back, her long blue skirt is blown by the wind, her head is slightly inclined to the direction of the open space, the curvature of her jaw is soft and immature, her black hair is half covered, but she can still see the red cheeks.

Under the gaze of Karenin, her wife secretly turned her head to look at him, but she didn't expect that he had been watching her all the time. Therefore, her deep red face and big gray eyes completely entered Karenin's sight. ()www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!