Gu Nuo'er frowned, her big eyes filled with displeasure.
Her childish voice was filled with anger. "You're unreasonable and bullying us children!"
The hooligan was amused by her childish look.
He laughed. "So what if I'm bullying you? If you want porridge, bring a bowl over yourself!"
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of the hooligan.
He froze.
A wisp of black hair on his forehead was cut off and quietly landed on the table.
The hooligan's eyes widened and he was about to look up to see who was so bold.
Ye Siming held a dagger and plunged it into the table.
His eyes were dark and cold. "Are you giving us the porridge?"
When the hooligan saw that the boy was being so rude to him, he also lost his temper.
However, because of the dagger in front of him, he took two steps back and said provocatively, "You guys want to snatch the porridge, right?!"