"I don't really want you to wear that." Ancheng looked at Yi Roujing, whose figure was graceful, and jealousy was already taking over. "It's too pretty."
"Daddy, you're also very handsome." Baozi, even at such a young age, knew how to comfort someone. "And of course, I'm very good-looking too."
Ancheng laughed and picked up his son. "Little charmer."
"It really is pretty, but I have to maintain poise, so it's not very convenient for movement." Yi Roujing still preferred wearing loose and comfortable clothes, but she also liked dressing up every now and then. "I'll just endure it for a day tomorrow."
"Don't forget to bring your riding outfit. Tomorrow, you should really experience it." Yi Roujing was quite looking forward to it, as she had never ridden a horse before.
The next day, at eleven in the morning, Yi Roujing and her party of five were picked up by the Chen Family's car to go to Qingshui Mountain.
