Chapter 50: Miss Feng is not easy to mess with......

It cost three thousand, which is one thousand more than the driver's original two thousand.

The driver was puzzled, the money had been spent unjustly, and in the end, he had to spend a lot more, but he really didn't know how Miss Feng could not change her face.

As far as he knew, this Miss Feng had never been a loser.

"Hey, Shan Zhun, the picture has been sent to your mailbox."

I don't know what was said over there, Feng Gu Qiao smiled lightly and said: "Check her children, if they have a good character, they will find trouble of 3,000 yuan, and if they are not good, they will be beaten according to the medical expenses of 3,000 yuan and thrown to the hospital." ”

"Oh, the father's debt is repaid, wait for your good news."

Listening to Feng Gu Qiao in the back seat, he hung up the phone with a smile, and the driver only felt a cold wind on the back of his neck, Miss Feng is not easy to mess with......

At the airport, the brightly lit hall was full of people, Feng Gu Qiao took off his coat and put it on his arm, quietly waiting for Wu Yanjue's flight.

A group of girls sitting lazily on the ground in the distance were chatting with lantern signs, and all kinds of gossip from all over the world were one after another, so as to pass the long boring time waiting for the pick-up.

There are also a few female fans who settle down directly at the entrance of the channel, holding the light sign and vowing to see the idol for the first time.

With nothing to do, Feng Gu Qiao glanced at the lantern that the girl regarded as a treasure, and when he saw the name on the lantern clearly, he suddenly felt bad.

Bian Yisheng!

Feng Gu Qiao was messy for a while, and then the only remaining desire to survive made her go over to the girl, and tried to talk: "Beauty, what time is your idol's plane?" ”

"It's three o'clock in the morning." After the girl finished answering, she glanced up and down at Feng Gu Qiao, "You're not a fan?" ”

Seeing the vague unkindness in the girl's eyes, at first glance, she was a senior-level brainless fan, Feng Gu Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth, and it was estimated that if she wanted to say that it wasn't for this girl, she would immediately scold her for being neurotic.

"Forget it, isn't it that our brother Bian won't like you either." The girl turned her face away disapprovingly, looking very sour.

Feng Gu Qiao was stunned suddenly.

When Wu Yanjue came out of the passage, he was wearing casual clothes, and his height of more than one meter was extremely conspicuous in the crowd, coupled with his unique face, which directly made several female fans who were talking about it on the side of the airport just now.

Feng Gu Qiao was all on Wu Yanjue, staring at his face carefully, and before he could get closer, he felt that he had lost significantly weight in the past few days abroad.

There were still a few steps away from each other, and Feng Gu Qiao suddenly pouted and stretched out his hand towards him.

Wu Yanjue's eyebrows moved, and he helplessly reached out to hold her hand, "An An." ”

Burying his face in Wu Yanjue's arms, Feng Gu Qiao's muffled voice sounded: "Wu Yanjue, I miss you so much." ”

At that moment, I don't know why, Wu Yanjue suddenly felt that his heart was full.

……

The news of Bian Yisheng's fans picking up the airport came out overnight, and before dawn the next day, Feng Guqiao was woken up by a phone call.

Yesterday in Wu Yanjue's house, she rubbed her face for a long time before returning to her room to sleep, and the lack of sleep caused her to be extremely irritable when she was woken up.

Squinting his eyes, it took a long time to make out the name of the caller ID, and the three big characters of Bian Yisheng made Feng Gu Qiao bounce up from the bed like a spring in an instant.

There was a tornado blowing in his heart, and Feng Gu Qiao was building up in his heart for a long time before he pressed the answer button with a bitter face and was very embarrassed, and said bitterly: "Brother......"

"I'll wait for you at the door, give you half an hour to clean up yourself." An irrefutable order smashed down on his head and face, and Feng Gu Qiao was caught off guard.

"No, brother......" Feng Gu Qiao wanted to delay.

"Huh?"

A light tone that seemed to be laughing but not laughing made Feng Guqiao hear a full threat, "...... Right away! ”