Feng Baoer was directly led into the main house, but Qingya was blocked outside the house.

Walking slowly inside, all the scenery is reflected in your eyes.

A faint fragrance was spreading from the incense burner. There were a mahogany grand master chair carved with auspicious patterns on the left and right of each desk. A beautiful woman sat upright in the chair on the right.

Wearing a skirt embroidered with pink and white peonies, her long hair was neatly combed into a round bun, and her sideburns were covered with gold-inlaid jade water droplet hairpins, and her light shines...

The beautiful woman seemed to be less than thirty years old, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Feng Baoer.

No need to think about it, Feng Baoer also knows that this is the mother of this body.

When I saw Feng Baoer, Aunt Liu was also surprised.

A ray of light flashed in his eyes.

The daughter in front of her had such a swaying figure and such soft and shimmering phoenix eyes...

Especially those eyes, they look very similar to her.

A deep light flashed in the eyes and was quickly replaced by calm: "Baoer, come here and let me see."

After Feng Baoer entered the house, she only slapped Aunt Liu and withdrew her gaze at a glance, and hesitated after hearing the sound.

She is a fake. Although she is still this body, her soul is not that soul.

He walked a few steps forward and came to Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu's beautiful eyes were half closed, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her cheeks were filled with a morbid blush.

The slender fingers hang on the lower abdomen, as pure and beautiful as green onions.

But in the slender hands, it was like turning hands to turn hands to rain.

Even though he is so stunning, he cannot escape the plot of fate.

Aunt Liu lowered her eyes and took back all her thoughts, with a chuckling still on the corner of her mouth!

Looking at Feng Baoer walking over, he stared at Feng Baoer's face without blinking.

After only five years of seeing each other, this daughter became more and more like her.

If those people see it, they will not be able to escape fate.

Somehow, Feng Baoer shivered when he was looked at by these eyes full of countless thoughts.

Aunt Liu's eyelashes trembled, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and a trace of pain could not be hidden in the dry voice: "Baoer, how have you been in the past five years!"

Feng Baoer's face remained unchanged and she replied lightly: "Very good!"

That calm and indifferent tone did not bring any slight turmoil.

It's like the calmness after a storm, the wind is calm.

Aunt Liu couldn't help but take a look at this daughter more. The personality of her daughter in her memory was a bit different.

There was a hint of wisdom in his eyes, and a light of confidence was emitted on his face, as if everything was in his hands.

That domineering look has a sense of self-righteousness.

The more I looked back, the more I became afraid Aunt Liu was.

The fingers couldn't help but hold them tighter, and they were excited for a moment, and there was a burst of pain in the chest, which made Aunt Liu cough.

"Master, Master."

Madam Qiu strode forward and strodessed Aunt Liu's back anxiously, with a hint of worry on her tone.

"I'm fine, go and bring the boiled medicine."

Aunt Liu's tone was a hurried and her voice was obviously a hint of powerlessness.

Feng Baoer on the side couldn't help but take a look, and saw Aunt Liu's breath was sometimes unstable, as if she had some serious illness.

It was a bit strange that Feng Yanlin ignored Aunt Liu's appearance.

Is there something else in it?

As I was thinking, a bowl of medicine broke up.

But what is surprising is that it was placed in front of Feng Baoer.
Chapter completed!