"How many sisters does your father have?" Yan Zijiao asked in a low voice.

Que'er frowned, thought about it very seriously, and then said slowly: "My father doesn't have many children, strictly speaking, there are only one hundred and twenty-one. I'm the youngest one! ”

"It's not much, just one hundred and twenty-one?" Yan Zijiao swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and he was really stunned when he was calm, and thought that he was hallucinating, so he couldn't help but repeat it again.

The finch didn't know the complexity and shock in his heart, of course, he must be speechless, but he was amazed. She nodded very solemnly, waved her fingers and said a few names seriously, before she raised her head and looked at Yan Zijiao.

"Well, that's all I know, the others know me, I don't know them. My father said that he would not let them talk to them, they were not qualified to talk to me, and my brother was the only one who could talk to me. ”

From the simple words of the finch, Yanzijiao got a very important news, the father of the finch, seems to be very fond of her. As for the other children, in the eyes of his father, only Finch and her brother seemed to be more valued.

It's just that he feels a little uncomfortable.

"Brother? Do you have a brother? Yan Zi took the finch's hand and walked inside quietly.

"That's right! Aren't you my brother? The way of thinking of the finch was instantly simplified, but the words were confused.

"I mean your brother."

The finch stopped again, looked at him, and said, "I only have one brother! ”

Yan Zijiao took a deep breath and decided not to discuss this issue with her, so he had to say, "Come on! Let's go in. ”

Unexpectedly, his attitude made the finch angry, stood in place and stomped his feet, and said quite helplessly: "Brother, I mean really, I only have you as a brother!" ”

"Well, I know. Alright, get in there. Yan Zijiao took her hand again and walked inside, and the finch wanted to continue, but the moment she walked into the hotel lobby, she frowned.

A red dark light flashed in his black eyes in a low-key manner, and he looked straight in a certain direction, looking quite unhappy.

"Why don't you leave again? Aren't we going to talk about it? Yan Zijiao, who realized it later, thought she was angry, stopped and looked back, and instantly looked at her gaze.

On the windowsill sat a beautiful foreign man, his deep eyes radiating a blurry brilliance. The lady sitting across from him kept her eyes on him, not even noticing that her partner was gone.

Yan Zijia also noticed that the large leaves of the green plant just shaded the sun. But it sets off his skin is more and more crystal clear, which is several times better than the skin of those top skin care experts.

You don't have to ask, you don't have to think about it, you can guess his true identity.

It's just that......

Yan Zijiao frowned, looked back at the finch, how did she find out?

Could it be ......

What special skills does she have?

Yan Zijiao really guessed wrong, she didn't have skills, but a bloodline talent. For the same kind of people, you don't need any movement to feel it. What's more, she is the little princess of the blood clan!

The handsome foreign man's fingers holding the cup stiffened, and the whole person became unnatural. The pressure from the blood made him tremble, and he didn't even have the courage to look up. I can only put down the cup slowly and wait quietly for it to fall.

[It's not that I didn't change it, but I forgot to order it.] I'm sorry. 】