Ying Shao is a Girl

Ying Zhan took Ying Junchu to meet Ying Miao.

Ying Miao is wearing a moon-white high-order cheongsam, embroidered with small and lifelike reddish magnolia flowers. The silver flower plate buckle at the neckline is extremely exquisite, and the lines are generous and simple. Like autumn water, as bright as white snow, with goose fat on the face, it is incomparably beautiful.

Time seems to have stood still on her body, and the years have not left a trace.

She still came on the moon, amazing the time.

Ying Miao has long lost her childishness as a girl, and gained a bit of elegant and solemn mature charm.

"Little sister..."

Ying Zhan called her gently.

Ying Miao looked back, her eyes moving, clear and graceful.

"Brother, you are here."

"This is... Xiaochu, right?"

Ying Miao looked at Ying Junchu gently.

"Yeah, it's my son Xiaochu."

Ying Zhan responded quickly.

"Xiaochu, come here and say hello to your sister-in-law."

Hearing this, Ying Junchu took a step forward.

"Hello, sister-in-law, you're fine."

The voice was calm, with the usual alienation.

"This kid Xiaochu has grown so big!"

Ying Miao, who is 1.7 meters tall, had to look up at Ying Jun at first.

"Yes, time flies so fast! In the blink of an eye, Xiaochu has grown up, and so has Xiaoxiang! It's time for me, the eldest brother, to grow old!"

Ying Zhan took over the conversation and couldn't help but lament the passage of time.

"No, brother, you are still young and your style is still the same as before." Ying Miao responded with a gentle smile.

"Haha! The little girl can still talk!"

"By the way, where is Xiaoxiang? Call her over to talk to Xiaochu. They should be easy to get along with as young people. It seems like they haven't met yet, right?"

"It's true that we haven't met each other yet. Xiang'er has been running outside with me, and I haven't had the chance to introduce her to my family."

A trace of guilt flashed through Ying Miao's pair of clear autumn eyes.

bell!

The message alert on Ying Miao's mobile phone beeped.

[Xian'er: Mommy, I'm at the door. Where are you? ]

[Mommy: I'll go pick you up now. ]

"Xian'er has arrived at Ying's house. I'll go pick her up now."

"Okay! She has never been to the Ying family and is a bit unfamiliar. Xiaochu, you should follow your sister-in-law to pick up your sister."

A hint of impatience flashed in Ying Junchu's deep eyes.

trouble!

In her eyes, it is unacceptable to waste time on people who have nothing to do with you and cannot produce any benefits.

"Go ahead, it's not easy for your sister-in-law to come to the Ying family."

Ying Zhan roughly sensed Ying Jun's initial resistance, persuaded her in a low voice, and patted her shoulder gently.

"Yeah." Ying Junchu responded coldly, suppressing his displeasure.

Her deep eyes were bottomless.

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The cool breeze blows and the lanterns are turned on.

A girl is sitting on the carved wooden railing in front of the door.

Ying Shuxiang is wearing a long black gauze dress that outlines the girl's beautiful curves. She wears a black jacket with a standard black straight princess cut and eight-centimeter red stiletto heels. Her skin is as good as snow and her eyebrows are picturesque. , the lip color is as red as Manzhu Shahua.

Although she has a similar face to Ying Miao, her temperament is completely different.

The heroic look between her brows is like a queen.

Although he is only a teenager, he makes people want to be his servant.

"Xiang'er!"

Ying Miao saw the girl at the door from a distance.

The slender earrings on the girl's jade-white ears sparkled with the light of the starry sky under the light of the crystal lamp.

As soon as she turned around, the night suddenly lit up.

"Mommy, I'm here."

Ying Shuxiang waved to Ying Miao, with a generous and hearty smile always on his face.

She stepped forward and took Ying Miao's hand. The mother and daughter were very affectionate, like a pair of beautiful sisters.

"who is he?"

Ying Shuxiang's doubtful eyes fell on Ying Junchu.

"He is Xiaochu, your uncle's son, that is, your cousin."

"Oh, is that my brother?"

Abroad, there are only brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, which are not as detailed as domestic relationships. Ying Shuxiang has just returned to China and is not very clear about these complicated relationships.