An'er looked at Xuan Jue, and all kinds of expressions in his eyes turned into shock, incredible, and the unbreakable bond in his blood.

His admiring eyes looked at Xuan Jue's face so similar to his, and his little heart was beating uncontrollably, even making him feel the extreme excitement and cheers.

Not only An'er stared at Xuan Jue's face.

Even Xuan Jue has been staring at An'er's immature face, from the moment An'er appeared.

The pupils in Xuanjue's eyes were as dark as ancient pools, and he didn't know what to think of for Shang An'er's envious look, and instantly restored his original coolness.

When the big and the small looked at each other, Qingyuan also noticed that something was wrong in the air, and the strange atmosphere made him can't help but meet the honest white blue eyes at the moment.

The big white wolf, who was still aggressive and eager to bite them to death, squatted obediently beside the little boy younger than him at this time.

Looking at such a well-behaved Dabai, Qingyuan still couldn't forget the fierce attitude of its grinning teeth before.

Qingyuan once again set his eyes on the little boy, but this time he clearly noticed something unusual.

Seeing that the little boy's face was very familiar, he looked up and down again, and found that even the pair of peach blossom eyes on the child's face, as well as the cold temperament of the body, were similar to his senior brother Xuanjue.

No, or rather, it's carved out of a mold.

Such an obvious abnormality, only Qingyuan was the last to notice.

He was even surprised when Xuan Jue and An Er looked at each other: "This kid of yours looks similar to my senior brother, shouldn't it be his younger brother?" ”

It's no wonder that Qingyuan thinks so, just because his senior brother Xuanjue is actually better than him, he is cold and cold on weekdays, and he has an aura that rejects people, and what woman can stand him.

To say that he has a son is simply more rare than the sky and rain.

The most important thing is that the senior brother entered the Dayin Temple earlier than him, five years ago.

At that time, the senior brother looked so immature, like a young man, although he is also good at recovering his face now, and he has not changed much from a few years ago, but thinking from Qingyuan's various angles, he feels that Senior Brother Xuanjue is not like a person who marries a wife, let alone has children.

As Qingyuan's guessing words came out, Xuan Jue and An'er had different expressions on their faces.

Xuan Jue's eyes lit up, and then he returned to his original state, but the previous look of distress that made him very entangled disappeared.

An'er was different, he glared at Qingyuan fiercely, eager to stuff him with a cloth towel, and no one thought he was dumb if he didn't speak.

Since seeing Xuan Jue's face, An'er's cold aura receded, and he tried his best to control his excitement, his eyes were shining, and he stared at Xuan Jue expectantly.

Facing his expectant eyes, Xuan Jue lowered his eyes, he untied the Buddha beads that were wrapped around his wrist because of the appearance of the white wolf, and then wrapped the Buddha beads around his palms, and recited Amitabha Buddha with both hands.

At this moment, An'er knew very well that the Xuanjue in front of her was the father he had been looking for with his mother and sister for many years.

That kind of blood bond, and a kind of previous feeling between each other, made him think that this person was his father.

But in the face of Xuanjue's evasive gaze, An'er was a little injured.

There was no excitement and expectation in the other party's eyes, and there was no other emotion, and he even seemed a little cold, treating him like a stranger he didn't know.