"yes!"

Nian Qingyun blurted out, and her pretty face turned red instantly.

"She looks a bit like my mother when she was young..."

There was a trace of loneliness in Ling Xiao's eyes, but Nian Qingyun was completely attracted by the look on his face at this time.

This expression...has a bit of a story to it.

Isn't Ling Xiao's mother the number one alchemist in Eastern Xinjiang, Holy Lord Xuanyuan?

Yes, it seems that when Ling Xiao was ten years old, Holy Lord Xuanyuan left the Ling clan and returned to the Holy Land of Danyuan.

He also swore that he would never set foot in the Ling clan again in this life.

For a ten-year-old child, it must be... very painful to suddenly lose his mother's love.

Thinking like this, the coldness on Nian Qingyun's face instantly dissipated and turned into a rare tenderness.

"sorry…"

"Huh? There's nothing to be sorry for. I told you that you will slowly get to know the real me."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his face looking free and easy.

It was as if such misunderstandings had long been accustomed to him.

Sorry!

I have never seen Xuanyuan Yue look like when she was young!

As a woman, sometimes our compassion is overflowing.

Most of them are irresistible to men who are kind, honest, filial, sunny, handsome, caring, responsible, motivated, durable and wealthy!

But when this scene fell into Nian Qingyun's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of distress.

it's me.

I wrongly blamed him.
Chapter completed!