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Chapter 131 The figure in memory

When Zhou Huan saw this woman, she was in a state of dizziness for a moment, and even the strength on her body seemed to be exhausted...

His eyes were wide open, and his eyes were undecorated and he looked straight at the woman who seemed pure but mature charm, just like a sculpture.

At this moment, the whole world had disappeared from his eyes, frozen and stopped.

And only the figure of the woman was left in his eyes, staring at the woman's face intently, even his thinking was imprisoned, and his mind was blank.

"Look, Aslan seems to be fascinated by her too!" A man next to him smiled, and the others laughed.

Tonight, Zhou Huan has always been very decent in socializing, and is so out of control as he is now.

As my sister, Ivana was also surprised.

You should know that on weekdays, Zhou Huan always gives people so elegant, like a prince. Having never seen Zhou Huan like this now made Ivana feel a little jealous, making her unable to believe that her younger brother was really fascinated by this mature woman?!

But no one knew that just when they thought Zhou Huan was fascinated by that woman, Zhou Huan, who seemed to have a stupid expression on his face and even his eyes became dazed, gradually appeared in his mind with pictures of memory, and the seemingly pure but mature woman slowly overlapped with the images in his memory...

When Zhou Huan was sensible, he had never seen his mother.

However, the appearance of MT brought him magic.

At the beginning, when he was detained in the lockdown room of the Security Bureau, MT once asked him if he wanted to become a 'god'?

And at that time, MT didn't know what method he used to dig out the memories from the depths of his brain's memory that began with his birth and even his experiences in the past eighteen years.

That's right, that scene that seemed like a dream was all his memories.

And in that dream, on the bed in the dream, he transformed into a baby, and he met his own as he wished...

Mother!

With his eyes fixed on the woman not far away, Zhou Huan's eyes were wet.

Is she a mother?!

Why do she look so imaginative with her mother?!

Zhou Huan, who was filled with tears in her eyes, almost wanted to shout "Mom" on the spot!

However, he still used great perseverance to resist this impulse.

Looking at the woman, he shouted in his heart, "It's so similar, it's really so similar. It's exactly the same as the mother in the dream, and there's almost no difference."

Gradually, Zhou Huan woke up.

No, it seems that something is wrong.

Although this woman grew up exactly the same as her mother, why is she so young?

Just looking at the appearance, it is like a woman in her twenties.

If my mother is really alive, then, my mother is nearly forty years old, how could she have such a young appearance?

Then, she...

Who will it be?

...

...

Luna has a very bad habit. She doesn't like those men staring at herself with obsessive eyes.

Of course, she could not stop others' gazes, but she could ignore the gazes of these men.

But this time, she found that she could not do this kind of ignorance. When she looked at her pure, excited, and even with infinite longing eyes, she seemed to feel a subtle difference. She felt her mind tremble involuntarily. It seemed that there was an inexplicable element in the gaze of the boy, which made a feeling of sorrow rise in her heart, causing her originally silent emotions to appear irritable and uneasy.

Luna didn't understand why this feeling happened, but her intuition was telling her...

She should understand, and she must understand!

The coldness in the eyes gradually turned into a luster, a halo that seemed bright but extremely gentle, flashing in Luna's eyes.

Many people are very strange when they find Luna's eyes. Because they find that this kind of gaze is not joy, appreciation, impatience, or anger, but there is a kind of mature woman who looks at a child...

love!

The person who noticed Luna's eyes looked a little surprised and a little weird.

Many people looked back and forth at Luna and Zhou Huan, wanting to discover something.

But soon, the gleam in Luna's eyes was replaced by a faint light, as if everything they saw just now was an illusion.

Then, Luna turned her head and looked elsewhere...

I found that the woman who looked like a mother no longer looked at her. For a moment, Zhou Huan felt her heart breaking up again, and her body became a little cold.

"Aslan, don't think too much. Judging from my sister, she is really not suitable for you. It is said that she was not from D before, but seemed to be an Asian. You didn't see her as an Asian face, even her hair and eyes were black. Maybe you don't know her identity, she is the secretary of the CIA director, and most people dare not provoke her. Most people who dare to provoke her will not end up."

Ivana was a little dissatisfied with Zhou Huan's performance and said bitterly: "And I also heard that although Luna is still single now, she doesn't like to contact men. There are rumors that she likes women... I don't know if it's true or false."

Zhou Huan was speechless, pulled the corner of her mouth and barely smiled at Ivana, "Sister who is okay, I just think she... is very special. It's not what you think."

"It's better not." Ivana gave Zhou Huan a blank look, "You are now a fiancée, and your fiancée is still Miqier, don't make jokes. Then..."

"I got it, sister."

At this moment, Mickey, dressed like Snow White, walked down the stairs leisurely, and her cute and pure white dress made her look as fascinating as a princess.

Miqier glanced at Zhou for a while and found Zhou Huan, and waved her hand with joy.

When Zhou Huan suppressed the excitement in his heart just now and brought the gift up, Miqier took it apart and looked at it, and she was immediately disappointed and angry.

Zhou Huan's gift was actually very old-fashioned roses, too cliché. How could Mickey lack such a gift? She immediately bulged her face and said angrily: "You are so old-fashioned, so not romantic!"

"Rose is a gift for your fiancée, but..."

Zhou Huan suppressed his thoughts, smiled implicitly and elegantly, and said to Miqier gently: "I have another gift to my girlfriend Miqier. I wonder if my girlfriend wants it?"
Chapter completed!
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