"Okay, Sissi, don't cling to daddy like this. You are so old, and it will be very tiring to hold you like this."
Song Hongyan stroked her daughter's hair, exposed the watermelon head and clamped it up: "Come down."
The woman is always thinking about Ye Fan losing his skills, and is worried that Sissi will tire Ye Fan by hanging on like this.
Ye Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I like holding Sissy."
"Dad, please put me down, I brought you a gift."
Sissi asked Ye Fan to put her down, then took out a cup from the schoolbag she was carrying and handed it to Ye Fan.
"Dad, this is a ceramic cup I made for you personally. Take it and remember to drink water every day."
The workmanship of the cup is a bit rough and the shape is average, but there is a line of words written on it very carefully:
Ye Fan’s father, Sissi loves you.
The words were simple and direct, but they made Ye Fan feel warm in his heart.
Seeing this, Song Hongyan joked: "Girl, you are biased. Dad has a gift, where is mom?"
"Yes, yes."
Sissi took out another sachet from her schoolbag and handed it to Song Hongyan:
"This is the safety bag I went to Jinming Temple with my grandma to ask for!"
"This is donated from my pocket money."
Sissi had a smile on her face: "The great monk said that if you wear it, you can be safe and have a good sleep."
Song Hongyan looked touched and touched Qianqian's head: "Girl, if you're interested, okay, mom will wear it from now on."
She took the sachet and put it in her arms.
Sissi then sent gifts to several familiar bodyguards of the Song family.
Although the gift was not expensive, Sissi's hospitality could be felt and everyone around Song Hongyan laughed.
"Hey, who is this sister?"
At this time, Sissi saw the heroic Nangong Youyou: "How cool."
Ye Fan was very direct: "She is a foodie."
Nangong Youyou had a stern face, and was about to refute Ye Fan righteously, but she heard Qianqian say in surprise:
"Foodie? Doesn't that mean you like eating?"
She immediately grabbed a lot of dried meat and pastries and snacks from her schoolbag.
Sissi ran to Nangong Youyou and shouted: "Sister, this is a gift for you."
"Ahem...I am a..."
Nangong Youyou really wanted to say that she was a bodyguard and was on a mission to protect Ye Fan, and she didn't want to talk to a little kid.
Just seeing the sincere meat jerky and pastries, her stomach rumbled.
In the end, she nodded spinelessly:
"I am indeed a foodie."
With a whoosh, the words fell, and she hugged all the snacks given by Sissi.
She took it in her mouth, tore open a bag of dried meat and ate it.
Extremely fast.
Three ounces of beef jerky disappeared in the blink of an eye:
"Sister Qianxi, right? My name is Nangong Youyou."
Nangong Youyou waved her hand: "I am a brave and invincible bodyguard who never blinks."
"bodyguard?"
Sissi looked at her eating in surprise, and then gave her schoolbag directly to Nangong Youyou:
"Don't worry, sister Youyou, don't eat so fast, there are still snacks here."
"I'll give them all to you, and I'll give you my schoolbag too. You can eat slowly."
She looked at Nangong Youyou very happily: "After you finish eating, come to me, I have a lot of snacks."
"Thanks!"
Nangong Youyou was not polite, threw the snacks into her schoolbag, and then carried them on her back.
"Sister Qianqian, from now on, you and I, Nangong Youyou, will be with you."
"Whoever dares to bully you, tell me and I will hammer him."
Nangong Youyou promised while eating heavily.
I ate a few more bags of pastries and drank a bottle of Wangzai milk.
"Youyou, you just finished your breakfast not long ago. Don't eat so much. Be careful and hold on."
Song Hongyan looked a little worried at Nangong Youyou's situation: "Go back and eat slowly."
"It's okay, I'll have a fight later and it will be used up soon."
Nangong Youyou bit another piece of meat in her mouth, then returned to the car and took out a small hammer.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Ye Fan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's earphones moved slightly, and Shen Hongxiu's voice came from:
"Master Ye, at three o'clock, six o'clock, and nine o'clock, there is a group of unknown people approaching you in an encirclement manner."
"There are cleaners dressed up, travelers dressed up, and staff dressed up."
"I have targeted them, do you want to shoot them immediately?"
Shen Hongxiu asked Ye Fan for instructions.
Ye Fan looked sideways.
Sure enough, eight people with different expressions walked quickly from three directions.
Their costumes were different, their routes did not overlap, and their traveling speeds were even more uneven, but their eyes were the same.
That is Ye Fan.
As soon as Ye Fan looked over, these people also caught Ye Fan's gaze.
But no one stopped, but continued to approach unhurriedly, looking like passers-by passing by.
"Hongyan, take Sissy..."
Just as Ye Fan tilted his head towards Song Hongyan, he saw Nangong Youyou suddenly holding the hammer and rushing out.
"Whoosh whoosh-"
Nangong Youyou disappeared in a flash, rushing past the eight people surrounding him like a phantom.
There was a crackling sound.
The eight people stopped moving for an instant, and then fell to the ground with a plop.
All their toes were crushed by Nangong Youyou.
The heartbreaking pain not only made them look miserable, but also made them howl like pigs:
"ah--"
Not to mention dealing with Ye Fan, the eight people couldn't even take out the weapons in their arms. They could only hold their bloody feet and howl.
When Song's bodyguards shouted to protect Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, Nangong Youyou flashed past again.
She passed by the eight murderers again.
The hammer in his hand hit him all the way.
The howling soon stopped. The eight people's eyes widened and they fell straight to the ground.
Everyone's Tianling Cap was smashed.
They fell to the ground and dropped their weapons from their arms.
There were silenced pistols, poisoned crossbows, and electromagnetic darts. It looked like a premeditated attack.
"asshole!"
Eight people fell to the ground. Not far away, a fashionable woman wearing earplugs shouted angrily, raised her left hand and flashed a short gun.
She was about to pour bullets on Ye Fan and the others.
Nangong Youyou's eyes suddenly burst into a captivating light, and then the distance of more than ten meters seemed to not exist.
She immediately flashed to the woman with earplugs.
"boom--"
One hammer fell, and the head blossomed.
The woman with earplugs fell to the ground with a plop.
Never die with peace of mind.
Not to mention, when the earplugged woman fell to the ground, Nangong Youyou jumped up again and went straight to the second floor like an ape.
Among the panicked and screaming crowd, she pulled out a man wearing a mask.
The masked man's face changed drastically and he stabbed him with a dagger.
"boom!"
Nangong Youyou just threw him out with her backhand.
The masked man hit the floor with a loud bang.
Severe pain in the whole body.
But before he could get up, Nangong Youyou fell from the sky again and stepped on his back with a thud.
The spine shattered with a crack, and then a hammer fell.
The man in the mask tilted his head and lost his life.
A mobile phone fell out.
"Finished, call it a day!"
Nangong Youyou ran back to Ye Fan carrying her schoolbag like a whirlwind.
After she threw the phone she picked up to Mark:
"One enemy owes me ten buns."
Then she picked up the hammer and shouted: "Who else? Who else? Ten more buns, no, ten enemies."
Ten buns are not enough to eat.
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan looked at the little girl in shock...
Sissi looked even more adoring.
Similarly, on the fifth floor of the airport, a long-haired man looked at the scene and narrowed his eyes.
Then, he took out a notebook and turned out a page with Ye Fan's information written on it.
