"Then why are you nervous?"

Ling Yu asked inquiringly.

Yan Xiaoxi's voice trembled: "Say...... It hurts to say it's the first time. ”

"Who told you that?" Ling Yu asked.

"My classmates. ”

The two just lay down and chatted for a while, Yan Xiaoxi relaxed a lot, although she was still a little nervous, but she was much better.

"Sleep. Ling Yu said.

Yan Xiaoxi said: "Are you going to start?"

She became extremely nervous again.

Ling Yu smiled, turned around, and gently pinched her jade-like face.

"I mean sleep with your eyes closed. ”

"Didn't you want me to make a personal promise?" Yan Xiaoxi thought to himself, this is all lying on the same bed, why didn't he do it?

"I'm not as dirty as you think. ”

Ling Yu closed his eyes and said, "You can also see the environment in the basement, the bedding is full of hair, and there is really no way to sleep, so I can only come and squeeze with you." Don't worry, I won't touch you. ”

Hearing these words, Yan Xiaoxi's heart was surging with a sweet feeling of happiness. She had fantasized about what her Prince Charming would look like, and now the appearance of Prince Charming in her mind was what Ling Yu looked like.

"You're a good guy. ”

Ling Yu smiled: "Don't send me a good person card, that's because you don't see my badness." ”

"Anyway, you're a good person in my heart. Yan Xiaoxi blew hot air on Ling Yu's ears and said softly, "Ling Yu, I find that I seem to really like you." ”

The girl who is recognized as the third most beautiful girl in the circle of Yuncheng Gongzi said that she liked a man, if it was someone else, it is estimated that she would have already danced excitedly, but Ling Yu only smiled faintly when she heard it.

Ling Yu's cold reaction made Yan Xiaoxi a little hurt, she didn't wait to look forward to Ling Yu's response, and couldn't help but secretly feel sad and cranky.

"Does he dislike me?"

"Am I not charismatic enough?"

......

Just as Yan Xiaoxi was thinking nonsense, Ling Yu was already asleep in her embrace.

Yan Xiaoxi has been thinking nonsense, she hugged the man in her arms tightly, trying to capture his heart, but it felt like she was catching a wisp of fresh wind, no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.

I don't know how long it took for Yan Xiaoxi to fall asleep.

The next morning, when she opened her eyes and woke up, she found that Ling Yu had disappeared and left her room at some point.

All this was like a dream, Yan Xiaoxi stroked the place where Ling Yu lay next to him last night, recalling everything that happened last night, and his heart couldn't help but feel a warm current of sweet happiness.

"Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock at the door.

"Xiaoxi, it's almost eight o'clock, why don't you go down for breakfast?"

The Yan family has strict family rules and does not allow lazy sleep. Breakfast at seven o'clock in the morning is the rule of their family.

Yan Junshan stood outside the door, with reproach in his tone.

Yan Xiaoxi hurriedly got out of bed and quickly went to open the door. She forgot to change her pajamas.

As soon as the door opened, Yan Junshan saw his daughter wearing a lace nightdress that was as thin as cicada wings and almost transparent, and he couldn't help frowning, and the Sichuan character lines on his forehead became even more obvious.

"Dressed like this, what a style!

Yan Junshan scolded angrily.

Yan Xiaoxi realized that she was still wearing the sexy/sexy nightdress given by her best friend, and immediately felt ashamed and hurried to change her clothes.

Walking in with his hands behind his back, Yan Junshan went to open the curtains, and when he turned around, he saw the "Thousand Character Text" of Huai Su that Ling Yu had copied last night on the desk.

Yan Junshan's eyes were instantly attracted by this character, and he couldn't help but pick up the word and look at it carefully.

He is a famous calligrapher and is the number one figure in the calligraphy world in the country. The fact that a character can attract his attention is enough to show that the artistic attainment of this character is very high.

Yan Xiaoxi changed her clothes and walked over, and saw that Yan Junshan was looking at this character intently, thinking that this would save her trouble, and she didn't have to think about how to let her father see this character.

"Dad, let's go downstairs to dinner. Daddy......"

After screaming a few times, Yan Junshan came back to his senses.

"Xiaoxi, you didn't write it, did you? where did you get this letter?"

Yan Junshan knows that his daughter's calligraphy level, although she has a good level, but she can't write such a famous level.

Yan Xiaoxi didn't answer and asked, "Dad, what do you think of this copying?"

When it comes to calligraphy, Yan Junshan, who has never talked much, immediately became very talkative.

"Xiaoxi, what is copying? Copying is not just imitation, imitation can only get its shape, but not its charm. Copying should not be limited to imitation, in that case, it will always remain superficial. True copying is not only to imitate its shape, but also to imitate its spirit! Shen Yun is something that cannot be seen or touched, and it is difficult to explain it thoroughly. Whether a calligrapher can become a master depends on whether his works have charm. ”

Yan Xiaoxi has listened to these words since he was a child, and he has heard them countless times. As for her father's Shen Yun, she still hasn't figured out what it is.

"Dad, hearing you say that, I seem to appreciate this painting very much. ”

Yan Junshan said: "Of course! This is a rare and good work, and the artistic attainments are far higher than mine!"

"Huh?"

Yan Xiaoxi was surprised, her father was the vice president of the National Calligraphy Association, and his calligraphy attainments were extremely high, and a piece of calligraphy could be sold for tens of millions of dollars.

"Dad, don't be presumptuous. ”

Yan Junshan smiled: "I'm not arrogant. Do you think I'm willing to admit that others are better than me? Of course I don't, but other people's works are much better than mine, and this is a gap that can be seen with the naked eye, and I have to accept it with an open mind!"

Yan Xiaoxi shook his head and said, "This painting is not as good as you said? ”

"By the way, you haven't told me who wrote it. Yan Junshan asked.

Yan Xiaoxi said: "It's your future son-in-law!"

“...... What?"

Yan Junshan's face was full of astonishment, and he looked incredulous.

In his mind, Ling Yu was a second-rate son, a little gangster who didn't learn or knew anything, how could he write such a high-level masterpiece!

"No way! You must have teamed up to deceive me! That kid is really scheming, knowing that I love dancing and writing, so he will do what I like. Hmph, I think he's stupid! Can this character be fooled? He is so virtuous, if he can really write such words, I can chew and chew this inkstone!"

Yan Junshan was full of anger, and slapped the "Thousand Character Text" in his hand on the desk.