When Nangong Ye heard this, he was slightly startled. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. He was startled and said, "Xiao Ruo, what are you doing? Why are you following me? Go back. I will handle some personal matters by myself. You don't need to follow me anymore."
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Xiao Ruo laughed and said, "Young master always needs manpower. I will follow him and help him."
Those words revealed her determination not to leave and to stay with him.
Nangong Ye refused directly, then turned around and got into his car, saying, "I don't need you to follow me anymore, I can handle these things myself."
If she could help, why did he need to bother so much?
Xiao Nuo looked at Nangong Ye anxiously, stopped his car and said, "Master, Xiao Ruo wants to help you."
Nangong Ye was in a hurry at this time, and Xiao Ruo had never been so willful, so he frowned, looked at Xiao Ruo, honked the horn, and said with a hint of coldness: "Okay
Come on, Xiao Ruo, you are not such a willful woman, so hurry back to the gang and stop following me. When I need you, I will naturally come to you."
Then, Nangong Ye just reversed the car, went around a corner, and then went straight here. He didn't pay attention to Xiao Ruo anymore, and he didn't think about what Xiao Ruo would think?
At this time, he was in a very excited mood, "Hong Kong, here I come."
Ye Xiaoya, here I come.
Chapter 8 Ye Xiaoya, here I come (1)
Are you mysterious? The more mysterious you are, the more interested I am.
The game of cat and mouse, who can outplay whom?
You are the woman I have encountered the greatest challenge and the greatest curiosity.
How can I be content with not catching you?
At this time, Nangong Ye left without mercy, leaving the woman standing there. She was slightly startled, and subconsciously clenched her fists. She hurriedly chased after her, shouting loudly.
He stood up and said: "Master, Master..."
What was left to her was the sound of the car ending.
She frowned. The young master's car had been modified, and there was no way she could catch up with it.
She had no choice but to stop, stamp her feet, and pouted her little mouth, which did not quite match what she was wearing. Her face looked very cute and lovable.