Feng Chenglin lingered outside the Ling Mansion for a long time before he mustered up the courage to enter the door.

As soon as he raised his feet and stepped up the stairs, he met Ling Luoyu who was about to go out.

"Three less?!"

"Fatty?!" Ling Luoyu hurriedly beckoned: "You came just in time, I was looking for you!" ”

"Looking for me? What are you looking for me to do?! Feng Chenglin stepped forward excitedly: "Sanshao, are you going out again, so you want to take me away?!" ”

Ling Luoyu squinted unhappily: "What do you want?" Even if I want to take you away, I have to let you go! ”

Feng Chenglin's expression was a little gloomy: "Then what are you looking for me?!" ”

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

"This is the ...... Don't say it! When you get to the place, help me pick someone up! ”

"Pick up who?!"

"Don't ask, you'll know when you get there!"

She slipped a note to Feng Chenglin.

"Remember, when you see someone else's girl, don't ask anything, don't say anything, just pick me up!!"

"I'm going to pick people up...... So what are you going to do!? ”

"Didn't you say I had something?!"

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

"This ...... What's this smoking!? ”

Unfold the note, and there were only a few simple words on it - West City Gate, Jiaojiao.

"Jiaojiao?! Who is Jiaojiao?! ”

Listening to the name, it's a girl, but I've never heard Ling Luoyu mention it!

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West City Gate.

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

Ling Luoyu just said that she was going to pick up someone, but she didn't say what this delicate girl looked like?!

This person is crowded, girls are everywhere, how does he know which one is Jiaojiao?

You can't just go up and ask for a name when you see a girl, can you?!

While he was thinking in his heart, he heard a timid voice coming from behind him.

"Third Young Master!"

Listen to the sound, it's very soft and glutinous.

It's just soft and glutinous, with a little timidity.

The fat man hurriedly turned around: "No...... I ......"

Behind him, a woman in an old linen dress stood timidly.

The long hair was wrapped in a blue cloth and pulled into a bun, neat, and the slightly sallow little face was covered with freckles, and the black eyes were full of shyness and timidity.

She carried a package on her arm, her hands in her sleeves, and a pair of black cloth shoes stood covered in dirt and dust.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva dryly, the corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched.

"Are you...... Jiaojiao?! ”

The woman hurriedly grinned, and suddenly showed a mouth full of big yellow teeth.

"You are the third young master!? Oh, it is said that the third young master is better looking than women...... But you don't look very good-looking......"

Feng Chenglin was stunned by the big yellow tooth, and hurriedly greeted.

"That...... Let's get into the carriage first......"

"Carriage?!"

Before Feng Chenglin finished speaking, Jiaojiao had already exaggerated a scream, almost throwing off all the burden.

"And the carriage?! In our country, horse-drawn carriages are reserved for the rich...... Is the third young master's family rich?! ”

Wind into the forest: "There is ......"

Emma!!!

Where did this sister come from?!

Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?!

With this appearance and taste, it is estimated that she dislikes the scum when she lifts shoes for Sanshao!!

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

Jiaojiao's voice screamed, provoking the pedestrians around her, and in an instant, it seemed that Feng Chenglin was even more embarrassed, and his head was in a cold sweat.

"That...... Girl, please ......."