Ying Shao is a Girl

   Chapter 81 The daughter of the family is a little immortal (9)

   Ying Zhan took Ying Junchu to see Ying Miao.

Ying Miao was dressed in a moon-white high-order cheongsam embroidered with small and lifelike red magnolia flowers. The silver flower plate buttons at the neckline were exquisite and the lines were generous and simple. The shawl of the same color was quietly placed on her shoulders. If the autumn water, bright and white snow, the face is congealed with goose fat, it is absolutely beautiful.

  Time seemed to stand still on her, and the years did not leave a trace.

   She still came on the moon and was amazed by the time.

   Yingmiao has long since faded from the childishness of being a young girl, and has a bit more elegant and solemn maturity.

   "Little sister..."

  Yingzhan called her softly.

   Yingmiao looked back, her eyes flowed, and she was clear and graceful.

   "Brother, you are here."

   "This is... Xiaochu, right?"

   Ying Miao looked at Ying Junchu gently.

   "Well, it's my son Xiaochu."

   Yingzhan responded quickly.

   "Xiaochu, come and say hello to your aunt."

   Hearing this, Lord Ying took a step forward.

   "Hello auntie, stay safe."

   The voice was calm, with the usual alienation.

   "Xiao Chu, this child has grown so big!"

   Yingmiao, who was 1.7 meters tall, had to look up at her when she saw Yingjun.

   "Yeah, time flies so fast! In the blink of an eye, Xiaochu has grown up, and Xiaoxiang has grown up too! My big brother should be getting old too!"

  Yingzhan took over the words and couldn't help feeling the passage of time.

   "Where, brother, you are still young, and your style has not diminished." Ying Miao replied with a light smile, gentle and gentle.

   "Haha! The little girl can still talk!"

   "By the way, where's Xiaoxiang? Call her over to talk to Xiaochu. They should get along well with each other as young people, as if their siblings haven't met before, right?"

   "It's true that I haven't met. Xiang'er has been running outside with me, and I haven't had a chance to bring her to meet people at home."

   Ying Miao's pair of cut water Qiu Tong flashed a trace of guilt.

  Bell!

  Yingmiao's mobile phone information prompt sounded.

  [Xiang’er: Mommy, I’m at the door, where are you? ]

  [Mummy: I'll pick you up now. ]

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

   "Okay! She has never been to Ying's house before, so she is a little unfamiliar. Xiaochu, you also follow your aunt to pick up your sister."

   Ying Junchu's deep eyes flashed a trace of impatience.

trouble!

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

   "Go, it's not easy for your aunt to come to Ying's house."

   Ying Zhan could roughly see Ying Jun's initial resistance, persuaded her in a low voice, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

   "Yeah." Ying Junchu responded coldly, suppressing the displeasure in his heart.

   Her deep eyes were bottomless.

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   The cool breeze is blowing, and the lights are just coming up.

   A girl's chair is on the carved wooden railing in front of the door.

Ying Shuxiang is dressed in a long black veil skirt, which outlines a girl's beautiful curves, a black jacket, a standard black long straight princess cut, 8 cm red stiletto heels, skin that is better than snow, and picturesque eyebrows. , the lip color is red like Manzhu Shahua.

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

   The heroic spirit between the eyebrows is compelling, like a queen.

   Although he is only in his teens, he is willing to be his servant under his skirt.

   "Xiang'er!"

   Yingmiao saw the girl at the door from a distance.

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

   As soon as she turned her head, the night instantly lit up.

   "Mommy, I'm here."

   Ying Shu Xiang waved at Ying Miao with a generous and hearty smile on his face.

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

"Who is he?"

   Ying Shu Xiang's doubtful eyes fell on Ying Junchu.

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

   "Oh, that's your brother?"

  There are only brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in foreign countries. They are not as detailed as domestic relations. Ying Shuxiang just returned to China and is not very clear about these complex relationships.

   (end of this chapter)