Chapter 953 (1/2)

Yu Jun Han's palm moved, and the light of his palm flashed. A rolled brocade scroll appeared. He handed the scroll in his palm and said, ”Xiao Yu, open it and have a look.”

The clear and soft voice awakened the enchanted Fengyu. She looked up at the picture scroll in front of her, and a faint struggle appeared in her eyes.

”Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. Open it up, eh?”

Feather Jun cold saw her hesitation, throat slightly rolling, soft voice floated out.

”Well.”

Fengyu nodded, she pressed down all the struggle, no longer hesitated, reached out to take the scroll over, and opened it gently.

On the white rice paper, a wonderful picture appeared in her eyes. In the petal rain of cherry blossoms, a woman with the ultimate beauty picked up flowers and laughed.

The girl is 17 or 18 years old. She is dressed in a pure white Rainbow Dress and feather coat. Her eyebrows are picturesque. In the light pink rain of flowers, her beauty is startling.

Fengyu's pupil suddenly widens and her heart shrinks. All her attention is attracted by the woman in the painting. Is this her?

That delicate facial features is so familiar, and she is almost the same, this is her? This face is her.

However, how did she not know that she had worn such clothes and painted such paintings?

Moreover, the woman in the picture is obviously a little older than her. What's the matter?

”Well, is it the same as you?”

Just when she couldn't understand it, Yu Junhan's voice rang again. Feng Yu looked up and saw the warm and moist silver eyes.

She nodded subconsciously and asked in a confused voice, ”brother Yu, is this me?”

”Oh...”

Feather Jun cold can't help laughing, for a moment only feel very interesting, this girl, when it seems to be so smart, he didn't expect her to ask such a funny question.

Isn't it herself? Shouldn't she recognize it at a glance?

Although they look very similar, but in the end is not the same, as long as careful to distinguish, or can distinguish.

He shook his head and said with a smile, ”Xiaoyu, the woman in the painting is not you. That's my aunt. Her name is Yu Luoying. She's Xiaomo's mother-in-law.”

, as like as two peas, ”Feng,” said surprised, ”I am the same as me. No wonder that little ink is so similar to me. He must be like her mother.”

Since she is Xiaomo's mother, why does she look so similar to her? She doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world for no reason.

What's more, when she looks at the woman in the picture, a subtle feeling rises from her blood.

When she heard that this was Xiaomo's mother, she couldn't help being jealous of Xiaomo. Hell, why should she have this feeling?

, as like as two peas, he said, ”Xiao Yu, are you not curious? What makes you look like my aunt?”