My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

There are a lot of words between mother and daughter in general, but this truth seems to be unworkable between mother and daughter under Xuexia.

At least, his snow baby once said that the relationship between her and her mother was not good, and it could not be said that she was close to everything.

The teenager used to think that their mother and daughter would be arrogant and awkward talents that would not communicate well, but after today, he would not think so.

Coming here is a woman in a kimono.

The bright black hair that was exactly the same as Xuexia was turned up, and a calm atmosphere was exuding all over his body, his body shape remained well-proportioned, and his walking motion was silently silent.

However, her serious expression gave people a subtle sense of sight.

It is very similar to the serious Xuena.

The woman walked to their table without hesitation and said directly, "Yang Nai."

That kind of voice can be heard very clearly even in the voices of other customers and the BGM in the store, as if it can attract the listener's consciousness.

"Ah, is the conversation over?"

Miss Yang Nai asked, she stood up neatly, swinging her hand behind her back.

"Well, I'm almost done talking about it, the rest is to see for myself—"

Having said that, he glanced lightly at the young man sitting and drinking tea.

"Xuno, are you finished..."

"mom……"

The girl with double pony tails was a little dazed, blushing and stood up: "Why are you here?"

This woman, if you look closely, both her appearance and temperament are very similar to Xuexia.

If his Yukino grows up a little bit and puts her hair up, it should be 80% similar to her.

But now, probably because of her inseparable courage, and even if she speaks softly without any hesitation, people can easily distinguish the mother and daughter.

Mother Xuexia, there is something more, and I also have the author!

This is something that every great character has!

--majesty!

Yukinoshita held her breath and gently hugged her arm. This was a sign of her nervousness. It looked like a scared kitten, very weak.

Seeing her daughter like this, Xuexia's mother smiled kindly.

She was about to speak, but she was suddenly interrupted by the teenager who she had been watching.

"Good noon, Mrs. Xuexia."

Standing up the dull hair that symbolizes vitality and switching, Bajiang crossed her hands in front of her, with a reserved smile on her face, and then turned around.

The middle-aged woman lowered her eyes slightly and found that this guy's temperament had changed. From being harmless to humans and animals, she suddenly became extremely dangerous. As long as he sits there and sinks the corners of his mouth slightly, people can speak a little less involuntarily. .

Mrs. Yukoshita smiled again: "Oh, sorry, if you look at it from the back, you are still quite mature, and thought it was Yono's boyfriend..."

Biqigu waved his hand, and then invited the elder to sit down and sit across from him: "Even though Yang Nai’s name is very warm, it’s actually the winter sun. It’s not called the sun, it’s the lamp in the refrigerator. Like to post cold ass."

He squeezed his eyes at the cold butt-belly black girl with a pale face, and he took the helpless Xuenao and sat beside him: "At first glance, I thought you were her other sister."

Yukinoshita’s mother wanted to sit opposite him, but found that there was a guy with a very low sense of existence in the seat, and that guy blinked suspiciously at herself, as if saying "Why stare at me" "Why don't you sit" In this case...

The woman and the girl in the pink beret looked at each other for a long time, and didn't find any signs of tension or cramps on her face. She seemed to be only slightly wondering-are young people so powerful now?

She sat down gently and skillfully: "Indeed, it is easy to find this from our overly similar facial features."

"Of course, this once also made Xue Nao very distressed-because others knew this was my daughter at first glance, but this does not seem to be something to brag about for her."

Xue Nai stared at the cup silently, not wanting to speak.

He nodded: "It's more than that, it's not just about appearance... Willful belly, bold, keeping his perfection but not caring about it, like her sister to the extreme-but I think Yukino is better than you Compared with Sister Yang Nai, there are many more advantages."

Yukoshita is pinching his hand gently, don't say it!

What a shame!

"Pros, maybe there are."

"Not only there are, but also many!"

The middle-aged woman opposite looked at him in surprise, not understanding that he seemed very dissatisfied with her despising her daughter, but she didn’t care, a smile appeared on her face: “To be honest, I actually wanted to invite you in the fall I'm a guest at home."

"Huh?"

"But my wayward daughter would cry to her father in order to stop this..."

Xuexia had already blushed to the point of expressionlessness.

While bearing the strange gazes of several people, he pinched him severely.

The boy endured the pain and chuckled: "In autumn, you probably want to talk to your mother more about business matters, right? But I don't have much trouble with this matter, so it's useless for you to find me."

"what……"

The woman was stunned, and then smiled more real: "You are as annoying as your dad. When I first collected information, I thought you would probably be interested in Yang Nai."

Yukino Yukoshita kept a subtle silence in the eyes of his sister's murderous eyes.

The teenager opened his mouth innocently: "What a ridiculous idea-no, you are wrong. In terms of attractiveness, I prefer winter snow to winter sun."

Is it okay for you to be so direct?

Your sister-in-law’s temples are already jumping!

"Because your father likes a woman like your mother..."

Mrs. Yukinoshita deliberated on the vocabulary, and her face unabashedly expressed her disgust with Mrs. Kegu: "So I think you will like Yono who has a similar personality..."

Hachiman looked at Kato Megumi who was supporting his ears, and naturally pulled back his left hand, which was full of marks, and put his chin on both hands: "I am not my father after all."

"Although I said that, I think you should have a rough understanding of Yukino's character during the exchanges for more than half a year."

Bajiang is ignorant of his conscience: "The character is very good."

The wife smiled helplessly and looked at her little daughter lovingly, but said something uncomfortable: "Her temper is too weird. Before you, no one can get along with her to this point."

"It's my honor."