Lu Xiaoyou caught a glimpse of a figure in the full-length mirror.
She didn't pay it any mind, continuing to bend over and pull on her riding boots. However long she had been in front of the mirror, that person had been watching.
Turning around, Lu Xiaoyou asked him, "Do I look good?"
Leaning against the doorway of the cloakroom, Long Xiliang tilted his chin up.
"You look good."
She truly did look stunning.
The equestrian attire had been urgently custom-made from Italy. There were few in the world who could afford such attire, let alone wear it.
On Lu Xiaoyou, the clothes didn't seem wasted at all, and only such extravagant and expensive riding gear seemed fitting for her.
"Can you ride a horse?" Long Xiliang asked her.
"Of course, I can~"
Long Xiliang was skeptical. Given Lu Xiaoyou's background, it was unlikely she'd have had any exposure to equestrian activities.
