"Uncle, it's not that we don't want to leave, it's just that something has come up again to delay us," Yangyang eagerly explained to Luo Linhao, then added, "Uncle, can you take me horse riding?"
"Have your dad take you." Horse riding is all about that exhilarating speed. Riding with a kid slows down the horse quite a bit; it might as well be a carriage ride.
"My handsome dad hasn't fully recovered yet, he can't go riding." Yangyang stretched out a hand towards Luo Linhao, "Uncle, dear uncle, please take me?"
"No way. Ride in the carriage on your own."
Seeing he wouldn't take him, Yangyang pouted and quickly shouted, "Auntie, future uncle won't take me riding, help, come and tell him off."
"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling chuckled, "You're good, already calling for reinforcements."
Luo Linhao had a sheepish look on his face.
But Yangyang looked very pleased, ready to shout again at any moment.
"Alright, alright, I'll take you, okay? Geez, you're such a little rascal."
