Chapter 1018

Nangong is striding into the hall. His tall figure is full of the strong air of a king. Nangong shaojue looks at him. There is no panic in his serious and cold look. He is so calm.

Su Wei, who was afraid and flustered, looked at the man getting closer and closer.

Originally thought he would do something, but he directly bypassed the two, passing by, only heard a low strong voice, "go back!"

Suddenly, Su Wei Yi was surprised, including the man sitting on the sofa, but his mood just flashed by, while Nangong shaojue didn't change much.

I haven't waited for sue to relax.

Nangong shaojue has already pulled Su Weiyi out of the hall and left the place where she was oppressed. Su Weiyi feels relaxed and the rest is full of doubts.

On the bus, Nangong shaojue places Su Weiyi on his leg, hugs her, and then the car drives slowly, leaving the residence.

"Husband..." Su Weiyi called.

Nangong shaojue looked at her. He knew her doubts clearly. He held her hand tightly for a few minutes. His face became gentle and said slowly: "he is really your father!"

The words fall, Su only one suddenly open big eyes, the heart is tiny a quiver.

"But you have nothing to do with him, you have only me now!" Then he took back his hand and covered Su Wei Yi's high abdomen. He said in a deep voice: "and our children!"

With that, Su only leaned against Nangong shaojue and said in a low voice, "as long as I have a husband and our children!"

Suddenly, Su only suddenly thought of something, looked up at Nangong shaojue and asked, "but he looks much older than your father!"

“……”

"He should be in his seventies!"

Suddenly, Su Wei was stunned, "but he looks like he's only 50 or 60 years old. It seems that he should be well maintained. By the way, what about your father? In fact, every time I see you two, I feel like brothers! "

Said, only heard Nangong less never good airway, "you want to say I'm old?"

Su only one Leng, immediately reaction come over, look up to mumble a, "which have? Where do I say my husband is old? I just think master Nangong looks a little different from his actual age? Of course, in my eyes, my husband is young and handsome. Even if he is old, he must be a handsome guy who Charms thousands of girls! "

Finally, he looked at Nangong shaojue with a smile on his face.

Looking at Su Weiyi's naughty little appearance, Nangong shaojue only feels that his heart is soft.

"That's right... Husband, how old is master Nangong this year?"

“……”

"Almost 54!"

“……”

"Now that I see your father... Can I think of him as my husband in more than 20 years?" A smile said, but words fall, in front of the man's face suddenly gloomy down, "you think you can..." tone is very bad.

Suddenly, Su Weiyi seemed to be aware of something, but when he heard his tone, he felt a sense of frustration.

"All right! okay! I know it's wrong! I shouldn't think about these messy things. My husband is only my husband now! "

With that, Su Wei mumbled and snorted. He took back his eyes and didn't look at him any more.

It seems that he is used to being spoiled by Nangong shaojue. He can't accept his face.

Nangong shaojue hugged her in this way, with one elbow on the window, and his eyes fell on the riverbank scenery that flashed by the window. They didn't speak all the way back.

Su's only small way of holding back is in his arms. Suddenly he doesn't talk to himself, and his heart is even worse.

At this time, in the hall of the residence, the whole space is full of a strong and oppressive atmosphere.

Tross was facing Nangong zhenglie. His wrinkled face was still strong. He only heard his old voice say: "zhenglie hasn't seen you for decades, you're still the same!"

At this time, Nangong zhenglie is sitting on the palace sofa, folding his slender legs, and the whole person is still dignified. His three-dimensional facial features have been honed by the vicissitudes of time, and seem to become more chilly, but with an enchanting charm.

He is the king above, who can't be violated.

All of a sudden, he said in a deep voice, "I thought Mr. Parson's graveyard was a foot high. I was ready to worship you."

The words fall, only hear Tross a low voice to smile a voice, the facial expression doesn't have the slightest anger.

"Zhenglie! Now I don't want to compete with you for anything. After all, I'm old and I don't have decades to live. I just want to enjoy the rest of my life. I'm very happy that Liye is still alive. Look at her now. Even if she is pregnant with your son's child, you seem to take good care of her. This makes me really surprised, but also very happy. "

“……”

"Anyway, Liye is my daughter after all. She hasn't seen my father since she was born, which is very unfair to her. Now I just want to get her back and live with me." The tone of speech is particularly firm.

But when Tross said this, Nangong zhenglie's already dignified look seemed to become more cold and terrible.

Suddenly, I heard a cold, piercing, strong and low voice saying, "now I just want to ask you, what do you want to talk to me about? Your life? "

The words fell, and the voice fell.

But Tross's eyes kept tightening and his breath seemed dignified.

I heard Nangong zhenglie continue to say, "your life is worthless! You are just a mole ant in front of me now

At the moment, several tall men standing behind Tross pulled out their guns and aimed at the man sitting on the sofa.

All of a sudden, the murderous atmosphere was full of blood, and Tross looked terrible.

But Nangong, who was still sitting on the sofa, was strong, and his dignified look was still cold and heartless.

Only heard Tross bloodthirsty terrible voice, "Zheng lie, you come to talk about, is the speed of this gun fast, or the speed of escape?"

In the next second, a few flashes of lightning swept by, only the sound of metal collision was heard, and the gun was forced to fall to the ground, accompanied by a deep cry.

I saw a few tall men holding their wrists, frowning in pain. I don't know when, two tall women, with murderous eyes, holding a long knife, with bloodthirsty light, were compared between their necks, and the scarlet blood gradually overflowed.

At the moment, Tross was suddenly locked by the mechanism on the sofa. He suddenly opened his eyes, which could not hide his shock and anger. But at the moment, he was trying to bear it.