Chapter 1107： How old do you think I am? (plus two)

suddenly.

A cold voice sounded in his ears.

"Hold back the tears."

Ling Shen was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and stared at Ye Siming blankly.

He did not know when to go and return.

The height of the young man is enough for him to look down proudly and despise the few princes in front of him.

Ye Siming's eyes were too strong and cold.

His breath was like a ferocious wolf that suddenly broke into the sheep.

Let several princes take a half step back at the same time.

"You, who are you?!" The sixth prince was inexplicably guilty.

The fifth prince urged: "This is the place where the prince cultivates himself and studies. If you go the wrong way, go out immediately!"

"Otherwise, I'll ask the guards to drive you away in a while!"

Ye Siming stared at the two talking princes, raised his thin lips, and smiled contemptuously and arrogantly.

"Study for self-cultivation? What book did you read, it taught you, do you want to bully your younger brother?"

Saying that, the boy's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Ye Siming raised his head and motioned: "Pick up the things you dropped."

The princes looked at each other.

I was very puzzled by this stranger who suddenly broke in.

But Ye Siming was not easy to mess with, and his eyes were dark and frightening.

The fifth prince was ridiculed by Ye Siming and was very indignant: "Why should I listen to you, how old are you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Siming quickly stretched out his hand and pressed his neck.

In front of everyone's eyes, the fifth prince thumped and was pressed to the ground by this cold young man!

His face was severely pressed against the fallen candied fruit on the ground.

Ye Siming bowed his knees with a domineering posture, raised his eyebrows, and looked extremely relaxed.

But the voice was icy cold.

"How old do you think I am?"

The fifth prince was pressed to the ground by him, unable to move no matter how hard he struggled.

She cried out in a hurry: "Help!"

The princes on the side were all terrified.

They are only seven or eight years old, where have they seen such a ruthless person?

Get started without saying a word!

The sixth prince immediately shouted out: "Someone, come here!"

Ye Siming looked back and stared at Ling Shen coldly: "Take your confidence and tell him to shut up."

Ling Shen was dumbfounded.

In the face of Ye Siming's "teaching", he opened his mouth and didn't know what to do.

Ye Siming narrowed his eyes: "If you don't learn how to fight back, you will always be bullied."

"I don't care if you want to be a coward who only sheds tears."

Ling Shen heard the words and suddenly returned to his senses.

He looked at the sixth prince who kept shouting.

Shen'er, don't be a crybaby, be a little man who stands upright and protects his mother!

"Shut up for me! Cry again, and I'll let the royal father beat you!" Ling Shen's soft voice was full of strength and anger.

The sixth prince, who had almost never seen the little baby lose his temper, was instantly stunned.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and said a rare admiration: "You did a good job."

Ling was deeply encouraged, and the small body took a deep breath. After calming down, the eyes that were very similar to Ling Tianyin finally revealed a sense of calm.

"I came to class today, not to quarrel with you."

"If you make a big fuss, then wait until the royal father finds out and see who is punished!"

After Ling Shen finished speaking, his little finger pointed to the candied fruit on the ground.

"Pick up my things, don't bother, why trample on my good intentions."

The sixth prince looked at him suspiciously.

The fifth prince was still held by Ye Siming.

The rest of the younger princes hid behind the sixth prince.

When Ling Shen saw that the sixth prince was not moving, he scolded him fiercely: "Can't you hear me, pick it up!"

The sixth prince quickly squatted down and went to pick up the candied fruit.