Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Before the two moved their chopsticks, they heard a commotion outside.
The sound is getting louder and louder.

No desire to eat, Ye Wushang threw the chopsticks out of the window.

"Which bastard is trying to shade me."

After a roar, Luo Liuling also threw a chopstick casually, and after a crackling sound, the noisy outside finally quieted down. [

However, the door of the attic was kicked open by someone, and the sound was remembered before the person came in.

The person in blue who was closest to the door immediately kicked the door. The person who kicked the door obviously didn't expect that there was another person by the door, who was kicked by blue clothes and flew directly from the door.

Without even yelling, he was kicked out of sight.

The crowd outside immediately thought of a commotion, the people in this private room are too outrageous, what is the origin.

"Baby bastard, dare to touch your grandfather and me."

When the voice fell, a young man walked in, and there were several men of different ages behind him.

When he saw the person sitting inside, his eyeballs seemed to be pulled out, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Brother Sheng, who dares to bully you."

The man behind him took another step forward, and when he saw the people in the private seat, his expression looked like he had seen a ghost.

In front of them, a child sat upright.On the chubby little face, there is a pointed and upturned nose embedded.

Long hair, neatly combed, without any decorations, a pair of big black eyes under the flying eyebrows, and a cold expression on his face at this moment.

Beside her sat a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, his body reflected in a blue robe, holding a pair of chopsticks in his slender hands. Looking obliquely, everyone at the door panicked.

"Little...Miss."

The man next to An Sheng knelt down with a plop, trembling with fright, not daring to look at Luo Liuling.

An Sheng didn't know what to say for a long time. The child in front of him was Miss Fifth, the daughter of the Luo family, and the future princess, so the young man next to him was the prince.

As soon as his body softened, An Sheng's body plopped and sat on the ground.

The whole body was frightened and cold, and cold sweat was brushing down.

His legs were weak. You must know that he hadn't been afraid for a long time. His father was the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's mansion. In the past two days, the servants and maidservants all gave him some expressions, which made him very frightened.