Spoiled By The President:My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 1002

So really can't blame South Murong panic, after all, holding such a strong family of people, said to change.

What he thought was wrong.

Nangong Jin certainly knows what he thinks.

He said in a deep voice, "do you remember the name of the first patriarch of the Nan family?"

As soon as this word comes out, South murongdun is stunned.

If he remembers correctly, the first patriarch of the Nan family seems to be called Nanjin!

Yes, that's the name.

He suddenly realized something, which was incredible, but his eyes widened in disbelief.

Nangong Jin slightly hook lips, did not speak.

But nanmurong clearly read from his eyes duding, and that kind of dignity cultivated by being in the upper position all the year round.

He was shocked.

Nangong Yu said at the right time: "don't see the South LORD yet!"

South Murong's face at this time has become pale, cold sweat on the forehead constantly falling down.

He shook his head in disbelief and murmured, "no, it's impossible, how could it be..."

Yes, as an atheist growing up in the new century, he would never believe that anyone in this world has lived for a thousand years!

In a thousand years, bones should be turned into ashes, or they will be turned into stones. How can they still be alive!

Nanmurong's panic does not fall into Nangong Jin's eyes.

He is not surprised. After all, it would be strange if he believed for the first time that Nangong Jin was really a person a thousand years ago in terms of his current education and world outlook.

Nangong Jin faintly smiles, also does not worry, picks up the tea on the table to drink.

After putting it down, he said in a low voice: "nothing is impossible. Although this is indeed fantastic, it is not impossible. There are always miracles in the world, isn't it?"

Next to Nangong Yu echoed, "yes, yes, sir is right."

He was nangongjin's first-hand selection and successor of the clan leader. From the day of his succession, he met Nangong Jin.

At the beginning, he couldn't believe it. He even felt very dissatisfied with the man above him.

But after so many years, he gradually understood that the man in front of him had his means and force, and his great ability.

If you don't listen to him, don't mention the position of the patriarch, you will lose your life.

Not only that, he is mysterious and powerful, is not his own ordinary people can be the enemy.

So gradually, Nangong Yu also put down a little dissatisfaction.

Even though Nangong Jin is powerful, she doesn't care much about the interests of the family.

In his eyes, money and other things seemed to be outside his body.

His daily life is not extravagant.

Even in Nangong Yu to please him, and bring some even this era is very rare baby, he is just a light look on the past.

Later, he even asked him to take it directly and impatiently, and didn't send it later.

Nangong Yu realized that the man in front of her was really not interested in money.

Yes, the whole Nanshi family is his, or even established by him.

How could he be so fond of money?

What does he want that he can't get?

Even if you want his position as the patriarch of the clan, you only need to say a word, an action, or even just to stand up and explain his identity. There will be a lot of people attached to him and follow him. He doesn't need to act on others and get anything from others.

Of course, some people may not believe it.

But Nangong Yu believes that the man in front of him naturally has his means and ability to let those who don't believe believe believe it.

It's like nanmurong.

See South Murong pale face, cold sweat straight down, he said in a low voice: "you for a while and a half, can not accept it is normal, I can give you time, you will slowly accept."

His tone was as flat as talking about a little thing about eating and sleeping.

There is no solution to the turbulent waves in Murong's heart at the moment.

South Murong looks at him, after half a sound, just reluctantly sink down.

He asked, "it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that it's unbelievable. To be honest, if the patriarch was not here today, I might have thought that..."

He lowered his head.

Nangong Jin smiles.

The smile was as gentle as the moon.

"Why? Think I'm a liar? "

Nan Murong nodded in embarrassment.

"Normal."

With a faint smile, he picked up the pot and added tea to the cup over the table."If you don't believe it, there's another way to prove it."

He said, suddenly put the teapot on the table, and then lifted his wrist.

I saw something amazing happen.

The cup in front of Nan Murong seemed to be born with magic. As he raised his hand, "whoosh" flew to his hand.

Nan Murong didn't even respond. How did this happen? The next second, the cup was in his hand.

He opened his eyes in amazement.

Nangong Jin added tea to the cup and put it back in front of him. He said with a smile, "is this credible?"

Nan Murong was too frightened to speak at this time.

This, this What's this called?

Take things from the air?

Is he magic?

Seeing that he still couldn't believe his face, Nangong Jin sighed and shook his head as if he were quite vexed.

"Well, it seems that you still don't believe it. I'll show you another hand."

Then he looked up again. This time, he did not aim at the cup in front of him, but a pot of flowers on the flower shelf next to them, about three meters away.

I saw Nangong Jin face condensation, wrist a little hard, the flower actually seems to be covered by magic, "whoosh" fly over.

The next second, has been Nangong Jin single handed in the hand.

He looked again at Murong.

"This time, do you believe it?"

Nan Murong's face can no longer be described as pale.

It's white to the extreme. Looking at Nangong Jin's eyes, it's like looking at a monster.

After a while, he lost his voice and said, "you Where did you learn this skill? "

Nangong Yu said in a deep voice: "presumptuous, how do you talk to your husband?"

Nan Murong's heart is awe inspiring.

Nangong Jin raised her hand and stopped Nangong Yu's scolding. She said, "a long time ago, a lot of Kung Fu had not disappeared in this land. Now you can't do it if you want to practice. I'm just practicing early. It's nothing. It's not what you think of magic. In your words, it's just the use of airflow and some internal power."