The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 128

Cen Jiao shyly blew her eyes down, but couldn't help sending her a pair of glances towards the teahouse.

The woman was pampered in her boudoir and favored by the elders in her family. She has long developed a shy but bold personality.

"Chunhua, the sun is getting bigger, let's go to the teahouse and sit for a while."

Chunhua understood and led the way with an umbrella.

"Miss, go this way."

The master and servant chose the inner position, but they were right in front of Lin Chaomu. As soon as he raised his head, he could see Cen Jiaojiao's face.

Lin Chaomu secretly clenched his fists, his beating heart accelerated, and slowly calmed down.

Now is not the time.

Lin's mother took a sip of tea and kept talking.

"Ziqing, why hasn't Xiao Jiang come here? I don't need you to accompany me here. You can go find her."

"Mother, it's okay, she knows this street better than me."

"No matter how familiar you are, you are just a lonely woman. You are her future husband. You should learn to love your wife now."

Mother Lin's words hung in Lin Chaomu's heart like a hook.

He looked up and met Cen Jiaojiao's almond eyes, which were so similar to the one in his dream...

But what right does he have now to come forward and ask where the lady lives.

Thinking of this, Lin Chaomu sighed indistinctly, restraining the urge to find out.

Before the time comes, don't disturb the beauty yet.

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"Miss... This scholar is so restrained, it's so funny to peek at you but dare not approach you."

Cen Jiaojiao smiled lightly, coquettishly.

"Slap your mouth and make you talk nonsense. Maybe they are just... just watching the birds in the trees or the chariots and horses on the street."

Chunhua giggled.

"The birds on the trees and the chariots and horses on the street are not as good as you, miss, they are so beautiful!"

"Look if I don't slap you on the mouth!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, forgive me, my dear lady."

One master and one servant whispered and laughed, forming a scene of their own, Lin Chaomu thought about it, called the teahouse servant, and after whispering a few words, he got up and left with Lin's mother.

The servant then walked up to Cen Jiaojiao, smiling obsequiously.

"The gentleman just now asked me to give the miss a word."

Cen Jiaojiao blushed slightly.

"Let's go ahead."

"If there is a destiny, we will meet each other in the future, and we will meet and talk face to face when the time comes."

Chunhua slapped the servant hard.

"This husband is so unreasonable. Our lady knows who he is, and next time we have a chance to talk, could it be that you are talking nonsense? I saw that husband gave you money just now!"

The little servant was yelling, busy begging for trouble.

"This big girl, I don't dare to talk nonsense. That's what my husband said. I don't dare to make mistakes in every word. You can hold your hand high and let the little one go."

Chunhua looked at Cen Jiaojiao's face, and saw that there was no trace of annoyance on her young lady's face, but her pink lips were curled up.

"Chunhua, let go!"

"Miss, why are you not angry..."

"What do you know, we should go back."

Saying that, Cen Jiaojiao stood up and was about to leave, Chunhua hurriedly threw a tael of silver ingots, and followed after her.

"Miss, wait for Chunhua...Miss, you haven't told me why you are not angry!"

Cen Jiaojiao walked up to the bearer impatiently, lifted her feet and sat in the sedan chair, Chunhua didn't dare to speak, and silently followed behind the sedan chair.

Suddenly, there was a delicate hum from inside the sedan chair.

"He definitely didn't want to take such a risk for the first time. When I go back, I will definitely ask my brother. There are only a few young talents in this small place. I will definitely find him."

(End of this chapter)