Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Ammingxuan acted elegantly and gently rubbed his cuffs again before opening:

“You have no idea how famous your master is? ”

Wood shook its head.

“Fifteen years ago, he successfully predicted the earthquake in Agusan, but no one in the authorities believed him at that time, causing irreparable damage.

Twelve years ago, he appeared again in Yanjing City. He was immediately invited by the Prime Minister. At that time, there was no news, but the military sent many people to Sida province.

Later the fighting ended before returning the news that the riots in Sida Province were well prepared to send troops to suppress. There was no loss.

Ten years ago, locusts hit the north.

Eight years ago, the floods in the south.

Three years ago, a riot broke out in Cloud Province.

A year ago, Sun Moon Island earthquake.

……

Behind all this, there's your master's name. His fame also preceded the mysterious clan leader and the Ming Abbot. He can take you to the South China Sea whenever he wants.

That's why you don't have to take the college entrance exam to interview Yanjing University. Including what Xiaoqin told you, not because of Yunting, but also because of your master.

Authorities are convinced that Dao Ling is the only disciple who has the most mysterious power. ”

An Mingxuan finished his breath and the trees felt like dreams.

But there was a blunt pain in her heart.

According to the memory of the previous life, her master will sacrifice himself in three years to save the disaster.

That scene, she will never forget, makes her feel deeply about her master, a person who deserves her pride and admiration all her life.

“Is it true that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, if one day disaster comes, my master must save the world?” The look on the tree's face is a little sad.

“If I had that ability, I would. I'm sure if Yunting had that ability, he would too.” Ammingxuan did not respond positively to the woodland question.

“My master is no worse than you.” Wood took a deep breath and looked back: “But he still had me. ”

“So, Lin still don't believe me? I can assure you that I swear I will keep it a secret for you. ”

Wood shook its head.

Shaking your head can mean no or no trust.

Quiet, again filled with small rooms.

When the coffee is cold, the trees are not in the mood.

Instead, Ammingxuan continued to make coffee for the trees with great patience.

But just looking at her on the side, he would feel comfortable too.

Perhaps, as Professor Lin said, he and she are destined for marriage, so he can't help but be attracted to her.

Perhaps it was something really spiritual about her, something he could touch slightly but wasn't sure about, mysterious and beautiful. Attract him deeply.

Either way, the last thing that attracted him was the tree man.

Nai Ho Lin Wood's phone rang before the coffee was ready.

Wood picked up the phone, his eyes lit up, and his voice unconsciously carried a hint of joy and slight delicacy.

You don't have to ask Ann Mingxuan to guess, it was Yun Ting who called her.

“I feel sorry for you, being held captive by a police officer.” The trees have a delicate tone.

But she only said one thing and the other hung up.

Ammingxuan is curious, why did they say one word? Yunting is too much. A girl with such good trees can't believe she hung up on her phone with one word?