Jiang Qingyao was still not satisfied, but her face was red from the wind, so she had to give up.

He Zheng stretched out his arms and carried her down, then let go after she landed.

Jiang Qingyao could feel his hot body temperature, "Thank you."

He Zheng saw that she was still unsatisfied and said lightly: "If you like, I will take you horseback riding another day."

"Um?"

Jiang Qingyao blinked, "My Lord, don't you think that women should stay at home to take care of their husbands and children, and shouldn't be exposed to the public to learn such things?"

“Someone once told me that.”

Hearing this, He Zheng raised his eyelids. "To be able to say such things only shows that the person is narrow-minded, ignorant, and has a despicable heart."

The indifferent voice sounded like heavenly music to Jiang Qingyao, and was very pleasant to the ear.

She smiled, "I think so too."

He Huaixuan is an extremely despicable person.

He is incompetent himself, so he can only rely on suppressing women to demonstrate his dignity and ability.

The two went straight to the tea room at the horse farm and sat down.

He Zheng: "Calming tea and food, Miss Jiang is thoughtful."

Jiang Qingyao: "It should be."

"What flavor does the Marquis like? Sweet or salty?"

He Zheng still had that indifferent look on his face, "No preference."

“…”

Jiang Qingyao understood that he didn't care about food, and no one else could understand his preferences.

Seeing her frown, He Zheng said, "The peach blossom pastry from last time was good."

Jiang Qingyao's expression relaxed, and she subconsciously said, "Then I'll buy it for you next time, Lord Hou."

Her eyes are bright like stars in the night sky.

He Zheng's eyebrows moved slightly, "Okay."