Nangong Youyou responded innocently: "But this high-speed rail is not easy to deal with, the speed is too fast and too fierce."

"I ran more than ten kilometers before I took it up, and it consumed my energy."

She touched her flat belly and was thinking about the eighth steamed bun that she was embarrassed to eat in the morning.

Ye Fan sighed: "It's not easy for you to survive until now."

"What's the matter? The knife man does the job on the edge of the knife."

Nangong Youyou smiled: "I beat tigers at the age of three, eagles at the age of four, and send flyers on the expressway at the age of five..." "I can be said to have climbed out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. What is a mere high-speed rail?"

The little girl was old-fashioned: "If the plane wasn't too slippery, I'd probably take off the plane."

"The car's tires are a little short of air. Do you want to go down and blow a few times?"

Ye Fan slapped Nangong Youyou's head: "I'm young and don't tell the truth in my mouth."

"But you still have something extraordinary."

"At this age, martial arts are so good, it seems that the talent is better than many people."

Although the little girl is so weird that it is a headache, Ye Fan still recognizes her skills.

Nangong Youyou smiled and said, "It's like this, my senior brother practices for a year, and I will practice for one night."

She also showed off her short hands and short legs.

"But your master said that you can be so powerful, but it was made by the credit knife man who has half his wealth."

Song Hongyan smiled sweetly when she heard this, and exposed the little girl without hesitation: "Since you were three years old, you have been sneaking into the treasure house of the knife credit man with your thin figure and ate all kinds of rare fruits, ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum."

"You have stolen one of the precious medicinal materials accumulated over a hundred years."

"Those things are not enough for ten thousand knives to be credited."

"Your master was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and your senior brother and sister were also in tears."

"If you can't beat you, you've probably been slashed by them."

Song Hongyan took out another pack of beef slices for Nangong Youyou.

Nangong Youyou pretended not to see it, but just looked out the window and spoke: "Wow, what a big plane, what a tall building."

"Wow, what a handsome big brother."

She bit the lollipop and shouted tightly against the glass, but her little hand was extremely accurate to take the beef slices handed over by Song Hongyan.

"Remember, be my bodyguard, you can't eat enough food, and you are not allowed to take Jin Zhilin's medicinal materials."

Ye Fan's heart tightened, he grabbed the little girl's ear and advised him, and thought that he would add two more locks to the medicine warehouse.

"Your medicinal materials are too low in age and are hard to bite, and they are not delicious at all."

Nangong Youyou grinned: "I don't like eating."

As soon as she finished speaking, she knew that she had made up her words and rushed into Song Hongyan's arms with a whoosh: "Sister Yan, protect me, protect me."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan slapped her seat with one hand.

Song Hongyan smiled and hugged Nangong Youyou: "Okay, I will protect you, but I can't steal food in the future, that's the treatment."

She smiled at Ye Fan again: "Okay, don't bother with her, it's a blessing to be able to eat."

Ye Fan looked at Nangong Youyou angrily: "I'm just afraid that she will eat arsenic."

"Arsenic is a bit bitter, a little astringent, not delicious."

Nangong Youyou shook his head desperately: "I will never eat it again."

Ye Fan and Song Hongyan almost fainted.

An hour later, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan appeared at the airport.

The two took Song's bodyguards out of the car door.
Chapter completed!