"When I met as like as two peas at night, he took a photo and showed it to me in the photo of the" hotel here ", which was twenty years ago. It is strange that the photo in his hand is identical to our family.

Luo Yangyang said, and his head was on the shoulder of the saint.

Feng Sheng's hand in the sheet caresses Luo Yangyang's back and listens to her carefully.

"as like as two peas," he said, "the photo in his hand is his uncle. Twenty years ago, uncle Luo night came to" I am here ", my mother came, and two photos of one model, and you said," how many of the two people I know in my mother and Luo night's uncle? "

When Luo Yangyang said this, he looked slightly flashing, some complicated and some hopeful.

"Well, it's more than 50 percent likely to know each other." The objective evaluation of canonization.

"If, I mean if, if my mother and Luo Ye's uncle know each other. Luo Ye's name was taken by his uncle. His uncle told him that he was named Ye because ye Weiyang. My name is Yangyang. When I was a child, my mother said that my name also came from yeweiyang. Then, luoye and I were surnamed Luo. "

After Luo Yangyang finished, she raised her head again and looked at the canonization seriously.

"Holy asshole, I've never met my biological father, and I don't know what my own father's name is. My mother told me that my biological father died when I was very young."

Luo Yangyang's two small hands supported the sacred shoulder, the body moved up, eyes to eyes, nose to nose looking at him.

"Do you suspect that Luo Ye's uncle is your own father?"

The canonization has been in mind, the matter carefully analyzed, and then came to a conclusion.

"No doubt?"

Luo Yangyang looked serious and asked.

"It's doubtful. It's worth it." The tone of canonization is very positive.

"I think it's doubtful, but on the other hand, I don't think it's possible."

Thinking of another possibility, Luo Yangyang's look darkened again.

"Talk about it." Canonization.

"You think, Luo Ye is a foreigner, and his uncle must also be a foreigner. If Luo Ye's uncle is my own father, then I am a mixed race, but you can see that I look a little bit different from a mixed race. So, I don't think it's possible. "

Luo Yang Yang a low head, slightly side of her small face, small head directly pillow on the face of the saint.

"Luo Ye has several uncles, but his uncle should be Lancelot Godwin. Lancelot is not a pure British Islander. He is a mixture of British Islander and Chinese

Said the canonization.

"How do you know?" Luo Yangyang's head lifted up and looked at the canonization in surprise.

"I should have told you that my mother is British." Feng Sheng stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Yangyang's small face. "I met Lancelot Godwin several times when I was a child."

"What does he look like?" Luo Yangyang was very serious, staring at the eyes of the canonization.

She had never met her father, and her father was no longer in the world.

Now there is a man who is likely to be her own father, and she can't be uninterested.

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