Feng Chenglin wandered outside the Ling Mansion for a long time, only then gathered the courage to enter.

As soon as he lifted his foot up the stairs, he met Ling Luoyu who was about to go out.

"San Shao?!"

"Fatty?!" Ling Luoyu hurriedly waved: "You just came here, I am looking for you!"

"Looking for me? What are you looking for?!" Feng Chenglin leaned forward with a look of excitement: "San Shao, are you going out again, so you want to take me away?!"

Ling Luoyu squinted in discomfort: "What do you think? Even if I want to take you away, Hao Qingyou has to let you go!"

Feng Chenglin's expression felt a little sad: "Then what are you looking for me for?!"

Ling Luoyu's mouth opened wide, and then closed again, his expression becoming more unhappy.

"It's... don't talk about it! When you get to the place, help me pick someone up!"

"Who pick it up?!"

"Don't ask, you will know wherever you are!"

She stuffed a note to Feng Chenglin.

"Remember, when you see a girl from another family, don't ask anything, don't say anything, just take over my house!!"

"I'll pick up people... Then what are you going to do!?"

"Didn't you tell me something is wrong?!"

Ling Luoyu's appearance seemed even more unhappy, and regardless of whether Feng Chenglin understood it or not, he turned and flew on his horse and rode away.

"This...what kind of wind is this smoking!?"

Unfolding the note, there are only a few simple words on it-Xichengmen, Jiaojiao.

"Jiaojiao?! Who is Jiaojiao?!"

Listen to the name, she is a girl, but she has never heard Ling Luoyu mention it!

West Gate.

Feng Chenglin jumped out of the carriage and stood there a little confused.

Ling Luoyu only said that she would come to pick up people, but didn't she say what this Jiaojiao girl looks like? !

There are so many people, girls are walking everywhere, how does he know which one is Jiaojiao?

Can't you just go up and ask the name when you see the girl? !

As I was thinking about it, I heard a timid voice coming from behind.

"Three young masters!"

Listen to the sound, it's very soft.

It's just that there is a bit of timidity in the soft waxy.

Fatty Feng quickly turned around: "It's not... I..."

Behind him, a woman in an old linen skirt stood coyly.

His long hair was wrapped in a blue cloth and rolled into a bun. It was crisp and neat, and his slightly sallow face was covered with freckles, and his bright black eyes were full of shyness and timidity.

She had a package slung on her arm, her hands in her sleeves, and a pair of black cloth shoes were covered with dirt and dust.

After swallowing dryly, Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched.

"You are... Jiaojiao?!"

The woman grinned quickly, and her big yellow teeth suddenly appeared.

"You are the Third Young Master!? Oh, they say that the Third Young Master looks better than women...but you don't look so good..."

Feng Chenglin was crippled by the rhubarb, and greeted him quickly.

"That... girl get in the carriage first..."

"carriage?!"

Before Feng Chenglin could finish her words, Jiaojiao had already exaggerated screams, and almost dumped her burden.

"There are also carriages?! In our countryside, only rich people can ride carriages... Is the Third Young Master's family rich?!"

Feng Chenglin: "There is..."

Emma! ! !

Where did this sister come from? !

Is it a bit too exaggerated? !

With this appearance and taste, I think that she will dislike the scum of San Shao! !

I really don't know where he got this girl from! !

Jiaojiao let out a cry of exclamation, and the pedestrians who provoke the people around, instantly seemed to see Fengchenglin even more embarrassed, with cold sweat on his head.

"That... girl, please..."