Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Strahl hadn't looked at the horse before and actually thought there was something wrong with the horse.

Now seeing this plump little white horse, he thought about what April had just said.

I figured out what was going on. The person taking care of it said it had problems with its appetite.

It's not about eating too little, it's about eating too much.

Strahl looked at April beside him, and she was obviously relieved.

His eyes became bright again, at least they no longer had the resentful look they had before.

April really wanted to rush to the stable and touch Jasmine, but in front of Strahl, she could only follow Strahl's footsteps.

Her calves, which had been a little sore, were no longer sore, and her steps became more bouncy.

April asked Strahl: "Blanchette, how did you buy Jasmine back?"

"I was not aware of this, it was the staff at the stable who bought the horses," Strahl said.

Maybe there was something wrong with the horse, so I did some research, and Butler Huff told me that the horse once belonged to you."

After hearing what Strahl said, April felt lost for a moment.

Yes, how could Blanchett deliberately buy back a horse that had already been sold just to make herself happy?

April adjusted her mindset.

Don't be too sentimental.

The smile on her face never faded, but her eyes had not yet learned how to act.

Strahl could read her thoughts in her eyes.

Finally they arrived in front of the stable. Jasmine, who was fighting for food with other horses, must have sensed the approach of her former master.

He refused to eat the food that was in his mouth, turned around and yelled at April.

April held its horse's head, its white fur cleaned up nicely.

It looked quite excited, rubbing its head against April's palm.

After April's happiness wore off, she remembered what Stral had said about Jasmine's health.

I checked carefully from head to toe and found no problems.

She saw the other horses in the stable.

I couldn't help but blush a little.

She explained quietly to Strahl.

"There should be nothing wrong with Jasmine's health. I never really liked riding horses since I was a kid, and she likes eating, so that's it."

April rubbed Jasmine's ear.

You bad guy.

Strahl looked at Jasmine, and she immediately straightened up.

It imitated the other horses in the stable, except that it was too round and looked quite funny.

April couldn't help but laugh.

This kid, there's nothing to be afraid of.

She wanted to feed it apples like she had before, but in the end she could only rub its head.

Strahl watched April playing with her horse and saw that she was really ignoring him.

Strahl put his hands on the wooden railing of the stable and said to April.

"I've got a set of riding clothes for you, would you like to try it on?"

There was a light gold of the sun in his purple eyes, and a beautiful smile at the corner of his lips.

April said incredulously, "Are you saying that you prepared a set of riding clothes for me that is the same as yours?"

When Stral saw that April only had eyes for him, he was immediately satisfied.

He said, "Not exactly, but I guess riding gear is pretty much the same, isn't it?"

April smiled and nodded.

"Yes, the riding clothes are all the same."

But what gentleman would let a lady ride a horse in riding clothes?

Even though her father doted on her so much, he would not let his daughter wear clothes that were not in line with ladylike etiquette.

April began to think Strahl was strange.

She asked him, "Do you think I can wear it? Wouldn't you think it's too unethical?"

Strahl was the epitome of aristocratic etiquette standing there, but after hearing what April said, Strahl smiled with a casual attitude.

"What does it matter? As long as I want to."

April asked him back.

"Isn't it possible only if I want to?"

As soon as she said this, April regretted it.

I don't even dare to wear it secretly at home, so how can I say these things in front of Blanchett?

Strahl's face remained calm after hearing this, but his smile became more profound, and he spoke to her in his voice full of aristocratic emphasis.

"Speak when your words can be heard, Shara."

April tightly grasped the small umbrella in her hand, with some anxiety in her eyes.

She felt she understood Strahl's hint.

Only by climbing up can you become someone with a say.

Only then can you do whatever you want.

If you want the freedom to ride a horse in riding clothes, you can't be Shara.

Strahl seemed not to notice the shock in April's eyes, and he spoke to the maid standing by.

"Take Miss Shara to change her clothes."

April took a deep breath when she got her clothes and sat in the dressing room.

My heart is full of anticipation.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will be her first pair of pants.

She originally thought that she could only wear skirts for the rest of her life.

April held the white riding suit in her hand, which was different from Strahl's.

But it is a normal riding outfit.

She had never worn such clothing, but she refused the maid's request to dress her.

This time, she wanted to do it herself.

Her future husband probably won't be so magnanimous and so rebellious.

Yes, the angelic Blanchett is a rebellious little devil.

April looked at the clothes and couldn't help but buried her face in them and laughed.

She didn't know why she was laughing.

Strahl really is a little devil.

Every time I want to hate him, he will do something.

When April was putting on the clothes, she found that there were iris patterns embroidered on the collar and chest.

She always felt a little weird when she put it on.

But it was normal for the clothes Blanchett prepared to have his family crest.

After putting on her white riding clothes, April put on black leather gloves and a helmet.

Without a mirror, you can't see what you look like now.

April tried hard to suppress her inner restlessness.

She made her steps as steady as possible.

April stood in front of Strahl and looked up at him with expectation in her eyes.

She asked him, "How does it look?"

April thought that she probably wanted Strahl to praise her for being pretty.

But Strahl did not do what she expected. He stood there straight, shining in the golden sunlight.

He said after careful observation.

“Like a good rider.”

April was silent for a moment, then smiled brightly.

Smiling widely was also unladylike, but April couldn't care less about that at the moment.

"Blanchet, I think you can remove the qualifier in front of it. I am an excellent rider."

Strahl saw that April was in high spirits. Her picturesque face was still arrogant, but the emotions in her eyes were hard to read.

He invited April.

"Shara, do you want to race horses?"