Ying Baoyue was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Ying Xun's face with wide eyes.

Speaking of which, when she first met Ying Su, he happened to be about the same age as the current Ying Xun.

She was about to speak, but the words stopped again at the look of the young man above her head.

Ying Baoyue always felt ...... The kid suddenly mentioned this as if he was playing tricks on her......

"How?" Ying Xun stared into the eyes of the girl on her lap, "You can't remember what my father looks like, do you?" ”

Ying Su died nine years ago, according to the age of Ying Baoyue's body, she was only five or six years old at most at that time, plus she was not a natural cultivator, so it was natural not to remember.

Hearing Ying Xun's rhetorical question, Ying Baoyue finally took a deep breath and shook her head, "I don't remember." ”

But in fact, how could she not remember what Yingsu looked like.

Hearing her answer, Ying Xun's eyes dimmed, but the next moment, he only heard the girl lying on his lap speak again, "But I've seen the portrait of the uncle before." ”

Ying Baoyue raised her head slightly, looked into Ying Xun's eyes and said, "You don't look the same as your father." ”

Ying Xun was stunned for a moment, only to hear the girl in front of her smile, "I think the uncle is better-looking." ”

Ying Xun, who was originally surprised, turned black in an instant when he heard this, but he saw the girl on his lap staring at his face and whispering, "You are different from your father." ”

"You're you, he's him."

Ying hugged the moon and cut the railway, without a trace of hesitation.

Ying Xun was completely stunned, and the words of the girl in front of him seemed to break a nightmare that he had been haunting him in the middle of the night.

Ying Baoyue quietly stared at the face of the young man in front of her. She just told the truth. In terms of appearance alone, Ying Xun and Ying Su are only five similar. If you put the two people in her mind together, you can indeed see that it is a father and son or a relative.

But it's not exactly the same.

If it is very similar, at least it must reach the level of Ji Mo and Ji Qingyuan's father and son.

Ying Baoyue didn't know what was going on with her master's genes, in short, the two children she gave birth to, one like her father and the other like her mother, it was really similar.

After all, it was like directly defeating the rumors that were extremely true, which made all the Southern Chu people who laughed at Ji Qingyuan at the beginning who was not Ji Mo's son shut up, and even made Ji Mo force Ji Ange to wear a veil.

As for Ying Xun, he can only be said to be an ordinary resemblance to his father. Many of Ying Xun's characteristics are still inherited from his mother, and he belongs to the fusion type of his parents' appearance, unlike the pair of brothers and sisters of the Ji family who are only like one-sided.

However......

Looking at the eyes of the young man in front of him, Ying Baoyue expected that Ying Xun had grown up listening to what he had said.

"It's really not like it, right," Ying Xun looked at Ying Baoyue after a short silence and said expressionlessly, "Do I have some similarities with my biological mother?" ”

Ying Baoyue nodded, and then added, "If it's looking at the portrait." ”

"yes, but you know what?" Ying Xun smiled bitterly, "Even the Ye family said that my father and I are very similar, it is simply carved out of a mold." ”

(Later anti-theft)

Ying Baoyue was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Ying Xun's face with wide eyes.

Speaking of which, when she first met Ying Su, he happened to be about the same age as the current Ying Xun.

She was about to speak, but the words stopped again at the look of the young man above her head.

Ying Baoyue always felt ...... The kid suddenly mentioned this as if he was playing tricks on her......

"How?" Ying Xun stared into the eyes of the girl on her lap, "You can't remember what my father looks like, do you?" ”

Ying Su died nine years ago, according to the age of Ying Baoyue's body, she was only five or six years old at most at that time, plus she was not a natural cultivator, so it was natural not to remember.

Hearing Ying Xun's rhetorical question, Ying Baoyue finally took a deep breath and shook her head, "I don't remember." ”

But in fact, how could she not remember what Yingsu looked like.

Hearing her answer, Ying Xun's eyes dimmed, but the next moment, he only heard the girl lying on his lap speak again, "But I've seen the portrait of the uncle before." ”

Ying Baoyue raised her head slightly, looked into Ying Xun's eyes and said, "You don't look the same as your father." ”

Ying Xun was stunned for a moment, only to hear the girl in front of her smile, "I think the uncle is better-looking." ”

Ying Xun, who was originally surprised, turned black in an instant when he heard this, but he saw the girl on his lap staring at his face and whispering, "You are different from your father." ”

"You're you, he's him."

Ying hugged the moon and cut the railway, without a trace of hesitation.

Ying Xun was completely stunned, and the words of the girl in front of him seemed to break a nightmare that he had been haunting him in the middle of the night.

Ying Baoyue quietly stared at the face of the young man in front of her. She just told the truth. In terms of appearance alone, Ying Xun and Ying Su are only five similar. If you put the two people in her mind together, you can indeed see that it is a father and son or a relative.

But it's not exactly the same.

If it is very similar, at least it must reach the level of Ji Mo and Ji Qingyuan's father and son.

Ying Baoyue didn't know what was going on with her master's genes, in short, the two children she gave birth to, one like her father and the other like her mother, it was really similar.

After all, it was like directly defeating the rumors that were extremely true, which made all the Southern Chu people who laughed at Ji Qingyuan at the beginning who was not Ji Mo's son shut up, and even made Ji Mo force Ji Ange to wear a veil.

As for Ying Xun, he can only be said to be an ordinary resemblance to his father. Many of Ying Xun's characteristics are still inherited from his mother, and he belongs to the fusion type of his parents' appearance, unlike the pair of brothers and sisters of the Ji family who are only like one-sided.

However......

Looking at the eyes of the young man in front of him, Ying Baoyue expected that Ying Xun had grown up listening to what he had said.

"It's really not like it, right," Ying Xun looked at Ying Baoyue after a short silence and said expressionlessly, "Do I have some similarities with my biological mother?" Ying Baoyue was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Ying Xun's face with wide eyes.

Speaking of which, when she first met Ying Su, he happened to be about the same age as the current Ying Xun.

She was about to speak, but the words stopped again at the look of the young man above her head.

Ying Baoyue always felt ...... The kid suddenly mentioned this as if he was playing tricks on her......

"How?" Ying Xun stared into the eyes of the girl on her lap, "You can't remember what my father looks like, do you?" ”

Ying Su died nine years ago, according to the age of Ying Baoyue's body, she was only five or six years old at most at that time, plus she was not a natural cultivator, so it was natural not to remember.

Hearing Ying Xun's rhetorical question, Ying Baoyue finally took a deep breath and shook her head, "I don't remember." ”

But in fact, how could she not remember what Yingsu looked like.

Hearing her answer, Ying Xun's eyes dimmed, but the next moment, he only heard the girl lying on his lap speak again, "But I've seen the portrait of the uncle before." ”

Ying Baoyue raised her head slightly, looked into Ying Xun's eyes and said, "You don't look the same as your father." ”

Ying Xun was stunned for a moment, only to hear the girl in front of her smile, "I think the uncle is better-looking." ”

Ying Xun, who was originally surprised, turned black in an instant when he heard this, but he saw the girl on his lap staring at his face and whispering, "You are different from your father." ”

"You're you, he's him."

Ying hugged the moon and cut the railway, without a trace of hesitation.

Ying Baoyue nodded, and then added, "If it's looking at the portrait." ”

"yes, but you know what?" Ying Xun smiled bitterly, "Even the Ye family said that my father and I are very similar, it is simply carved out of a mold." ”

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