Horace stopped teasing her when he noticed the flush on her cheeks. He then realized that Clara had also already changed her clothes.
The white equestrian clothes successfully delineated the beautiful shape of her body.
She looked cool in it.
Clara felt Horace’s stare and then turned to look at him.
“What are you looking at?” Clara, of course, knew that he was looking at her, but she still wanted to ask him.
So that he could stop looking at her.
“Nothing special,” he stared at Clara with an unfathomable smile.
Then he held Neo’s hand and guided the horse out of the farm to the prairie, intending to ride on it with Clara and his son.
At the beginning, Neo sat between Clara and Horace.
Yet, soon, they found it too crowded, so Horace decided to ride with Clara and Neo in turn.
Neo was the first one to ride with Horace. Since he was only a little child, Horace did not dare to ride fast.
He could only make the horse run slowly on the prairie. Neo tightly held Horace’s hand at first because he was scared.
Yet, after a while, Neo felt more at ease on the horseback and began to move his body more boldly.
His change made Horace proud of him.
Horace always had great confidence in Neo and viewed him as his future successor.
Therefore, he was impressed and delighted by Neo’s bravery.
He thought that his son was much smarter than him and must have a brighter future when he grew up.
Neo would finally grow into an excellent successor to Horace.
Cheered up by his son’s bravery, Horace speeded up the horse, which startled Neo at first and then excited him soon.
Neo loved the feeling of galloping on the prairie, and so did Horace.
They could fully enjoy themselves on horseback.
When they went back to the urban area, they would be constrained by rules again.
That was why he wanted to go horse-riding with Clara and Neo.
He could relax himself while having fun with his family. It was definitely a good choice.
Then, Horace again speeded up the horse and ran several rounds on the prairie before he helped Neo get off from the horseback. He told Neo to stay where he was.
Horace was ready to ride the horse with Clara before having lunch.
It had already been 12 o’clock, three hours after they finished their breakfast, so they should be ready to have lunch.
Whereas, Horace wanted to ride with Clara, so he could only leave Neo alone on the farm.
Knowing that Horace was to ride with Clara, Neo shouted happily.
“Ride fast! Daddy! Mommy!”
He loved the interaction between Horace and Clara since he found it full of love. What’s more, since they were to ride the horse together, he could offer them his cheers.
Besides, he also wanted to see how fast and cool they would ride a horse together.
Neo was excited by and looking forward to the following mommy-daddy-horse-riding show.
Relieved and encouraged by the excitement of Neo, Horace began to ride with Clara.
Neo sat on a stool watching them.
“Clara, how do you feel?” Horace hugged Clara’s waist and leaned his head on her shoulder.
His lips almost touched Clara’s neck.
Clara secretly rolled her eyes upwards. She was made speechless by his question.
Shouldn’t Horace be the main horse-rider? Why did he act like he was depending on her to ride and control the horse?
Although Clara was sure that Horace could still control the horse in such a posture, she began to wonder what Horace’s true intention was. Was he riding a horse or flirting with her?
Clara did not answer and Horace also understood the reason why she kept silent.
Then he speeded up the horse and started galloping on the prairie.
Horace suggested to Clara that she should sit behind him since the wind was so strong that it might hurt her when the horse galloped.
Yet Clara refused since she found it more exciting sitting in the front and the wind did not trouble her but instead made her feel cool.
Horace dropped his advice after being persuaded by Clara.
After all, changing seats was indeed troublesome and he could not protect Clara well if she sat in the back. Therefore, there was no doubt that not changing their seats was the best decision.
The horse continued to gallop at a speed much higher than that when Horace rode with Neo.
A bright smile bloomed on Clara’s face. Since her hair was loosened, the wind would blow it up in the air, which made her more attractive.
Yet, since Horace sat behind her, her hair would sometimes slap his face when it was blown up during the ride.
Although Horace did not complain, Clara knew it and collected her hair with a rubber band at the back of her head.
As Clara’s hair had been tied, Horace could see a wider range of view, which encouraged him to speeded up the horse to the greatest extent, rolling up waves of dust behind them.
The dust then fell down quietly back to the ground, disappeared.
“Horace, that’s enough. Put me down.”
Clara slightly dragged Horace’s sleeve and shouted.
She wanted to stop since Neo was waiting for them. What’s more, she was hungry now and she believed that Neo must be hungry too.
And so was Horace since he had been on the horseback all the time.
He expended far more energy than they did.
Horace handed his clothes to the farm manager and guided the horse back to the farm.
Horace had just finished the pay of horse riding when Clara got changed. Then, they were ready to have lunch.
They went to the prairie by sedan chair because Clara loved the sedan chair and they were not in a hurry at that time.
Yet, they were starving now, so a sedan chair could not work.
Then Horace planned to go back to the urban area by taxi.
As the sun began to burn, they still could not find a taxi.
“What happened?” Clara’s stomach grumbled several times and yet they still could not see any vehicle coming near them.
“Are you waiting for a taxi? Unfortunately, we don’t have a taxi here.”
The voice claimed their attention. The three of them turned around and found that it was the farm manager who was talking to them.
“You don’t have taxi here? Then how do tourists go back?”
Horace was shocked. Wasn’t the lack of taxis a big loss in the car renting industry?
It was more than strange that they could not get a taxi on such a famous prairie. (No, it’s not.)