Heidi Klum, 50, and daughter Leni, 20, display their jaw-dropping physiques in skimpy bikinis as they lark around on a diving board at famous Hotel du Cap-Eden-Roc in France

Heidi Klum and daughter Leni displayed their chiseled abs in skimpy bikinis at the famous Hotel du Cap-Eden-Roc in France on Thursday.Inside Leni Klum's epic night out partying with mom Heidi ...Inside Leni Klum's epic night out partying with mom Heidi ...1.920 × 1.440

The lookalike mother-daughter duo larked around on a diving board above the ocean, flashing their trim figures.

Heidi, 50, and Leni, 20, have come under fire in recent months for stripping off in lingerie ads as mother and daughter.

Heidi enjoyed some downtime with her gorgeous daughter during the last couple of days of Cannes Film Festival.

Heidi Klum, 50, and daughter Leni, 20, displayed their chiseled abs in skimpy bikinis at the famous Hotel du Cap-Eden-Roc in France on Thursday

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