Chapter 83 Little things have learned to please people?
Ye Siming held his collar in one hand and easily threw him under the bridge.
With a "crash" sound, bones and flesh hit the rocks in the creek, and the sound of breaking ice floes was clearly audible.
When the dandy saw Ye Siming, he threw all his people down.
He was even more furious: "You unruly man, do you dare to tell me your name? I will find an opportunity to torture you to death!"
Ye Siming gave him a cold look.
As if he was looking at an ant that could be crushed at any time, he sneered slightly and turned away.
Ye Siming seemed to have not heard the curses coming from behind him.
He walked to the carriage and pulled up the beaten coachman.
When he came to Gu Nuo'er again, he looked at her with lowered black eyes: "Are you scared?"
Gu Nuoer opened her clear eyes and shook her head violently.
She didn't know why she was so excited. She waved her little pink fist around: "Brother Siming, your skills are so good!"
Ye Siming used his fingertips to brush away the white snow that had just fallen on the tip of her nose.
He gave an extremely perfunctory sneer.
Gu Nuo'er twisted her butt and clapped her hands: "So Nobao thinks it's unnecessary for dad to let Brother Siming go to the martial arts training ground! Why don't we take Brother Siming out to play!"
Ye Siming glanced at her.
She smiled sweetly and cutely, tilting her little head as if she was beaming with joy.
A delicious light blush appeared on her white cheeks.
Has the little thing learned to please others?
Ye Siming raised his lips quietly and sneered twice, quite arrogantly.
Then, he pushed Gu Nuo'er into the carriage with one hand, and then he lowered himself and sat in.
The driver sat tremblingly on the shaft and drove the carriage away.
After they left, the dandy boy was dragged up by a group of servants who were shouting and moaning in pain.
During this period, I fell down the landslide several times.
His gorgeous clothes were stained with mud and he was in such a miserable state!
After climbing up from the creek, the playboy angrily kicked away the snow.
He pointed at a boy casually and said: "You go and follow them. The rest of the people will follow me back to my house and call for thugs. I don't believe that I can't kill these two brats!"
The servant who almost died in Ye Siming's hands just now was afraid.
Although he didn't know why the young man suddenly let him go.
But the gash on his neck that was cut by the dagger was still bleeding, which showed that the young man really wanted to kill him.
The evil servant doesn't want to provoke such a desperate person.
He hesitated and said: "Master, this is not good! We have just arrived in the capital and are not familiar with the place. What if we offend the big shots? The master said, let the little people persuade you!"
As soon as the servant finished speaking, he was slapped on the cheek by the dandy young master.
"Useless things!" the young master yelled angrily: "Do you think they look like noble people at all? I don't know if they are some idiot from some unknown family!
I'm not afraid of you, so what are you afraid of? If something goes wrong, my father will take care of you. If you dare not obey, I will beat you to death first!"
After he said this, no one dared to refute.
Light snow fell from the sky, making his eyes even more sinister.
Gu Nuoer took Ye Siming to a teahouse with not many people.
After entering, I skillfully ordered a pot of hot tea and several plates of pastries.
Then he smiled sweetly at the waiter: "Bring me another warm and wet white towel!"
"Okay!"
Ye Siming sat opposite Gu Nuoer and looked at the falling snow outside.
His eyes fell on a long queue not far below.
These people were dressed in torn cotton wool, holding bowls in their hands, waiting for the porridge shed at the front to hand out porridge.