Out of control and sinking

When asked, Jiang Ruan nodded: "Yes."

The smile in Boss Zou's eyes deepened. Looking at the pure-looking, petite and exquisite girl in front of him, he clicked his tongue twice in his heart. It turns out that this is what Bo Ye is good at.

Loli type.

"That's right."

Boss Zou said: "Bo Ye and I have known each other for a long time, certainly longer than you have known him."

This is also a bit of a show off.

Jiang Ruan was speechless: "I can see it."

Boss Zou was surprised: "How did you tell?"

Jiang Ruan said: "Age."

She pointed at his face.

"You look older than me."

"You must have known him longer than me."

Jiang Ruan was confident.

In so many years, this is the first time that Boss Zou has been called "old."

She truly deserves to be Bo Ye's woman.

Just like him... sharp-tongued and bitchy-tongued.

Bo Ye was like this, he was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

The corners of his lips suddenly twitched violently.

Boss Zou looked a little worried.

He touched his face and cursed: "How old am I? What nonsense! I am obviously in my prime! Handsome and handsome..."

"It has nothing to do with me whether you are old or not."

Jiang Ruan was very cold and stared at Bo Ye, fearing that something would happen to him.

Jiang Ruan said: "But I have to tell you, Bo Ye is straight, not curved."

"There is no such thing as a little lover kept outside."

"It's even less possible to raise a man."

It means where you came from, go back to where you came from.

She wouldn't believe him.

Seeing that Bo Ye was fine, Jiang Ruan turned around and looked at Boss Zou's appearance. Although he looked fierce, his words were quite interesting.

He should be familiar with Bo Ye.

"And, from what I know about Bo Ye, you are definitely not his type."

Jiang Ruan smiled at him: "So you'd better give up on this idea."

The smile is quite sweet.     But it's not his type.

Boss Zou was disdainful: "If you don't like it, just don't like it. There are many people who like me, and there is no shortage of him."

"He also likes little lolita types like you, just like a primary school student."

Boss Zou: “Old cows eat young grass.”

The tone was sinister.

Jiang Ruan's lips twitched, and he suddenly didn't want to talk to him anymore, and turned to watch Bo Ye fight.

Unexpectedly, Bo Ye was really good at fighting. After he joined in, he knocked down several black men directly.

There was a circle of people watching.

Jiang Ruan saw the South African woman staring straight at Bo Ye.

His eyes were shining.

I'm almost drooling just looking at it.

"..."

But looking at their faces, Jiang Ruan didn't feel the slightest sense of crisis.

After all, only the whites of his eyes are white from top to bottom.

Finally, Bo Ye knocked down the last black man.

The black man was lying on the ground.

Jiang Ruan ran over excitedly, looked at the man with sweat on his forehead, and took out a tissue: "Are you okay, Bo Ye?"

"How are you?"

Bo Ye said: "It's okay."

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, the bodyguard came over and reported what happened just now to Bo Ye.

Jiang Ruan listened and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I wanted to save this little girl, so they started fighting."

She couldn't bear it: "She is only fourteen years old. She was sold here from China. She is one of our compatriots. If she is taken away by those two black men, she will definitely not survive."

Bo Ye breathed slowly and looked at Jiang Ruan. He held her nervous little hand and coaxed: "It's okay."

He knew she was kind.

I can't bear to see those things that are harmful to nature.

But this is South Africa.

This kind of thing may happen every day.

Nor are they saviors.

Bo Ye looked at the bodyguard: "Check the person's background and tell them we want this little girl."

Bodyguard: "Yes." (End of chapter)