Chapter 128 I raised my husband in ancient times (17)
Cen Jiao lowered her eyes shyly, but her eyes couldn't help but send them to the teahouse.
A woman is coddled in a boudoir and pampered by the elders in her family. She has long developed a shy but bold temperament.
"Chunhua, the sun is getting bigger, let's go to the teahouse to sit for a while."
Chunhua understood and held an umbrella to lead the way.
"This way, miss."
The master and servant chose an inner position, but they were right in front of Lin Chaomu. When he raised his head, he could see Cen Jiaojiao's face.
Lin Chaomu secretly clenched his fists, his beating heart slowly calmed down.
Now is not the time.
Mother Lin took a sip of tea and kept talking.
"Ziqing, why hasn't Xiao Jiang come yet? I don't need you to accompany me here. You can go find her."
"Mom, it's okay, she knows this street better than me."
"No matter how familiar we are, she is just a lonely woman. You are her future husband, so you should learn to love your wife now."
Mother Lin's words were like a hook hanging in Lin Chaomu's heart.
He looked up to the opposite side and met Cen Jiaojiao's almond-shaped eyes. These eyes were so similar to the pair in his dream...
But what qualifications does he have now to step forward and ask where the lady lives.
Thinking of this, Lin Chaomu sighed vaguely and restrained the urge to find out.
The time has not come yet, so don’t disturb the beauty yet.
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"Miss... this scholar is so reserved. He peeks at you but doesn't dare to talk to you. It's really interesting."
Cen Jiaojiao smiled lightly and was angry.
"If I hit you and make you talk nonsense, they might just be... just looking at the birds in the trees or the cars and horses on the street."
Chunhua chuckled.
"The birds in the trees and the cars and horses on the street are not as beautiful as you, Miss!" "See if I don't slap you in the mouth!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, my good lady."
The master and the servants were chatting and laughing in low voices, forming a scene of its own. Lin Chaomu thought about it, called the teahouse boy, came forward and whispered a few words, and then got up and left with Mother Lin.
The boy then walked up to Cen Jiaojiao and smiled flatteringly.
"The husband just asked me to bring a message to the lady."
Cen Jiaojiao's pretty face turned red.
"Just tell me."
"If we are destined, we will meet each other in the future, and we will meet and talk in person when the time comes."
Chunhua slapped the boy hard.
"This husband is so unreasonable. Our lady knows who he is, and we want to talk to him next time. Could it be that you, a young man, are just talking nonsense? I just saw that husband give you money!"
The little boy was howling and shouting, busy asking for trouble.
"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 be noble and let me go."
Chunhua looked at Cen Jiaojiao's face and saw that there was no trace of annoyance on her young lady's face. Instead, her pink lips were raised.
"Chunhua, let go!"
"Miss, why aren't you angry..."
"What do you know, we should go back."
With that said, Cen Jiaojiao stood up and was about to leave. Chunhua hurriedly threw a couple of silver ingots and chased after her.
"Miss, wait for Chunhua...Miss, you haven't told me why you're not angry yet!"
Cen Jiaojiao walked up to the sedan bearer impatiently, raised her feet and sat in the sedan. Chunhua did not dare to speak and followed silently behind the sedan.
Suddenly, a charming sound came from inside the sedan chair.
"He must not want to take such a risk 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 chapter)