Under the blue sky and white clouds, the green grassland spread to the horizon to the end of its gaze. Groups of knotted cattle scattered among them, leisurely foraging everywhere. When their tails were swung, the birds on their backs remained motionless, but when the eagles at the sky began to dive, the birds fled in panic.

Feng Yiping sat on the log table in the yard, holding a handful of grass in his hand, teasing the two snow-white alpacas. There were two rows of purple tall jacaranda beside the yard, and branches covered with purple flowers were layered. A gust of wind blew, and the purple petals brushed through the hair tips in groups and fell to the ground, and another shallow layer was laid on the ground.

On the other side, a dark-skinned cowboy was flipping the grill. On the grill, a kangaroo was already roasting golden and was about to be done.

In the distance, several horses rushed over the cattle and approached the courtyard quickly with a burst of joyful screams. When the horse's hooves stepped on the petals on the ground, the riders around them tied the reins one after another. Only the beautiful knight in the lead still rushed towards Feng Yiping at high speed, and swept past him with a gust of wind, sprinkling a string of arrogant and proud laughter.

Feng Yiping hugged an alpaca and comforted him, "I'm not afraid, I won't take pictures, we won't be as knowledgeable as her," he said.

"Haha," Zhang Yan, wearing a cowboy hat, a vest, a wide belt around his waist, a leather jacket on his jeans, and a spur on his feet. Zhang Yan, dressed in a very authentic western denim, walked over with a whip and laughed, "How is it, handsome!"

Feng Yiping looked at her, "It's quite rough,"

Zhang Yan rolled his eyes wide, "I know you are jealous," she waved her whip, "Why, let's compete with each other?"

"Compare with you," Feng Yiping shook his head and said disdainfully, "It's not good to win,"

"Tsk!" Zhang Yan's mouth slanted to the sky, "Then you will win,"

"I'm giving in to you, I'm gentlemanly," Feng Yiping said with his head down.

This is really a pain that he can't say.

Unable to fulfill his promise to Zhang Yan's grassland trip in May, he took her to Australia in September.

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At the beginning, Feng Yiping took her to race on the grassland. Later, in order to show her ability in all aspects, he showed off his riding skills in front of her, which greatly aroused Zhang Yan's interest.

After that, under the guidance of several female employees of the ranch, he quickly surpassed Feng Yiping's two swords in less than a week. By the way, the riding technique that Feng Yiping had shown before was actually his entire riding technique.

Now, Zhang Yan was extremely proud. I don’t know if it was a foreign country and was so vast that Zhang Yan’s temperament changed drastically. Not only did he like to take a few people on the grassland and not to say that he would show off in front of Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping was really depressed. How did he know that even sports games, he only liked to watch volleyball and badminton. Zhang Yan, who had no athletic talent, was so unreasonable in this regard?

With some suspicion, he also asked someone to check the county annals of Zhang Yan and his county. It turned out that during the Five Barbarians' invasion of China, there were Hu people who were herding horses in Zhang Yan and his county.

This seems to explain why her hair is always a little yellow, and why she is so good at riding a horse like a genetic mutation.

He could only laugh at himself as a pure Han man.

"Yes, a gentleman who can only ride a horse, hehe," Zhang Yan smiled, and saw the barbecue grill over there, and his hat was swirling towards Feng Yiping, and she ran toward him, "Wow, is this baked?"

Feng Yiping caught the hat, so the environment changes people, or the right environment can make a person reveal his nature.

As for Zhang Yan's performance these days, she is better at climbing trees than boys of the same age in the village, and it is definitely not a false statement.

It was the times and environment that limited her, which made her a seemingly weak mother. If she was born in other eras, she might be a female paper that ate meat and drank big gulps of wine.

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