Chapter 65

Soon, the small party mentioned by Zhang Yijiao began. When Lu Xiaoya arrived at the scene, she knew what a simple gathering of friends it was. It was clearly a banquet for the younger generation in the circle.

Lu Xiaoya soon caught Zhang Yijiao, who kept shuttling through the crowd and exchanging greetings with all kinds of people.

After all, it's her home. It's hard to avoid being tired. The children of those aristocratic families around her are either flattering or flattering. Zhang Yijiao always responds with a smile. She is exquisite in all aspects and takes good care of everyone. She is close, but she is also a little alienated.

Zhang Yijiao saw Lu Xiaoya standing there and hurried over: "why don't you find me when you come?" She gave a coquettish annoyance.

"This is not to see our Zhang Xiaogong's style of shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods." Lu Xiaoya joked.

"Are you infected with death by my brother?" Zhang Yijiao said she was going to catch Lu Xiaoya's itch.

Lu Xiaoya quickly dodged: "today is your home. Don't look for me if you are ashamed."

Zhang Yijiao's indifferent stall: "today's guests are all peers in the circle. It's the same when you drink too much later. There's nothing to lose or lose."

Lu Xiaoya looked at the dress of the celebrities and ladies at the scene and deliberately stared at Zhang Yijiao: "I also said it was a friend party. Such a big battle made me almost make a joke on my dress."

"Who knew my mother would do this." Zhang Yijiao grabbed the gift from Lu Xiaoya with a smile, "what is this? Why did you bring gifts at a party? "

"You'll know if you dismantle it yourself. Anyway, everything has come to you." Lu Xiaoya is also very happy, because Zhang Yijiao really treats her as a friend.

Zhang Yijiao carefully opened the packing box and a scroll appeared in front of her. The faint ink fragrance drilled into her nose. Zhang Yijiao looked at Lu Xiaoya brightly: "this is..."

Lu Xiaoya smiled: "as you wish."

She slowly unfolded the scroll, and a pair of elegant fonts came into view - "preface to Lanting collection"

"Xiaoya, i... i... this is the favorite gift I... Received!" Zhang Yijiao was too excited to say a complete word.

"Grandpa said you could go to Ye's house to learn calligraphy from him when you are free. The font I learned is different from Grandpa's. I can't inherit his mantle. " Lu Xiaoya smiled and threw a heavy bomb at Zhang Yijiao.

Zhang Yijiao was naturally very happy and finally had the opportunity to get in close contact with her idol.

"Xiao Ya, your thighs are still thick!" Zhang Yijiao smiled and hugged Lu Xiaoya.

"Don't say that. Yun Yichen is going to beat me." Lu Xiaoya joked.

Not far away, Yun Yichen is there to greet the guests for Zhang Yijiao.

"Hum, I'm really sorry for him if I don't hold him, just his face that brings disaster to the country and the people." Zhang Yijiao muttered.

"Oh, someone is afraid that Yun Yichen will be knocked down by wild bees, waves and butterflies. Look at the acid. " Lu Xiaoya teased.

At this time, Yun Yichen saw them together and came over.

Zhang Yijiao put away the scroll and asked Yun Yichen to accompany Lu Xiaoya. She greeted other guests herself.

"Yun Da Shao is reluctant to accompany me." Lu Xiaoya said to Yun Yichen with a smile.

"How dare you? It's my pleasure." Yun Yichen replied with a smile.

"Gillian wants to hold my big legs. You have to be nice to me, or..." Lu Xiaoya pretended to threaten.

Yun Yichen couldn't help smiling bitterly. Everyone can see his mind, except Zhang Yijiao, a heartless silly girl. Alas, it's not easy to change a friend into a lover!

"After a while, Gillian may want to follow my foreign public school calligraphy. Come with me." Lu Xiaoya paused. "For the sake of your secret love, I'll give you a chance."

Yun Yichen's feelings for Zhang Yijiao are in everyone's eyes. Even if his appearance is very attractive, he is very clean. Except Zhang Yijiao, other girls don't look at it at all, and all emotions surround Zhang Yijiao. Such feelings move Lu Xiaoya very much.

After listening to Lu Xiaoya's words, Yun Yichen immediately beamed: "Xiaoya, thank you so much! I'll hold your thigh, too! "