Chapter 23

Lu Xiaoya's study plan was soon on the agenda. Although the old man didn't say anything, he still only arranged calligraphy and go. He spent the rest of his time reading and learning junior middle school courses. He went to old Jiang every Saturday morning to study pharmacology. The schedule is very substantial, and every day is very meaningful.

Lu Xiaoya sat under the old tree in the courtyard, dressed in a white skirt, like a graceful lotus, holding a volume of ancient books in her hand. She studied them carefully. The sun sprinkled thin light spots through the branches of the tree and fell on Lu Xiaoya's white skirt.

"Xiaoya!" Old ye called her gently.

"What's the matter, Grandpa?" Lu Xiaoya raised her head and looked at Grandpa. Some of the broken hair in her ear fell off. Lu Xiaoya stroked it behind her.

"This is Luo Yu," Mr. Ye said. "I've studied with me for several years before. He can be regarded as my student. He will stay at Ye's house for a few days. You should get along well."

Lu Xiaoya looked at the man beside her grandfather. She looked like she was in her twenties. She was tall and thin. She was dressed in black. At first glance, she felt like a good childe in the world. When she looked closely, she would find that her inky eyes were deeply cold and had a cold momentum.

Lu Xiaoya slightly turned her head to avoid the line of sight, but said politely, "Hello, Mr. Luo, this is Lu Xiaoya." Simple opening remarks, without a trace of procrastination.

Lu Xiaoya tried to recall and found that she didn't know this person in her previous life. Such a person is out of control for herself. Psychologically, Lu Xiaoya doesn't want to have too much contact with him.

"Hello, Miss Lu. Seeing is better than hearing." Luo Yu's lips wore a faint smile.

Obviously, it's a very normal sentence. Lu Xiaoya has an unidentified feeling in her heart. This tone and the smile in the corners of her mouth... Sure enough, this is a very dangerous person. Lu Xiaoya thought.

"Xiaoya, I'm going to Shanghai to attend a meeting these days. I have to stay for about a week. Don't be lazy while I'm away. I'll check your homework when I come back." Before master Ye finished, Lu Xiaoya came forward and hugged his arm and said pitifully, "why didn't you hear that there was a meeting before, and it took so long to go," Lu Xiaoya said with a small mouth, "I'll miss you, Grandpa..."

Master Ye was spoiled by Lu Xiaoya, and he was at a loss: "I wasn't afraid that no one would teach you before. Now Luo Yu just came. His calligraphy and chess skills are very good, just let him guide you, so I can rest assured. "

"Grandpa, it's better for you to teach yourself, isn't it?" With that, Lu Xiaoya took a hard look at XXX.

Luo Yu frowned slightly and said faintly, "this meeting has gathered great figures in the literary world, and this meeting is of great significance. The old man naturally has to go." The mouth said so, but the heart was full of stomach Fei. How could this little girl be so hostile to him?

Master Ye laughed and said, "XXX is right. I haven't seen those bad old men for a long time. I just take this opportunity to get together with them. You stay at home and I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

Grandpa coaxed himself as a child. Lu Xiaoya wrinkled her nose and said hello reluctantly.

Luo Yu looked at Lu Xiaoya's unconvinced little eyes and Duqi's small mouth. He puffed a smile in his heart. He didn't show it on his face, but there was a little shallow smile on his lips: "it's all right, I'll be with you."

Lu Xiaoya felt that there was something wrong with this. She couldn't say anything wrong. Finally, she could only stare at Luo Yu fiercely.

Looking at Lu Xiaoya's shriveled appearance, Luo Yu can hardly associate her with the arrogant Miss Lu in coco.

Sure enough, she was a very interesting girl, Luo Yu thought.

Lu Xiaoya was a little hairy when he stared at her: "Grandpa, I'll go and read." Then he fled.

Looking at Lu Xiaoya's back, Luo Yu's eyes followed that back farther and farther.

Old Ye smiled and sighed, "this child..."