Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan sorted out his own things, and when it was true that there was no shortage of things and the secrets (the plain diary) were not read by anyone, he stepped out of the villa and came to the courtyard.

The combination of the villa and the courtyard’s hydrophilic terraces, swimming pools, and cloisters presents a classic style of life.

Being in it is as if away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the feeling of tranquility and remoteness is refreshing, but it is very elegant and rich, graceful and luxurious.

Song Qinghuan couldn't help being surprised, such a beautiful villa, a poetic and picturesque place, this is the place where the "Emperor of the Earth" lived.

Why don't you look at it?

After turning a small bend, she found that there was an independent villa behind the villa, which had the same courtyard as the previous villa.

Just as Song Qinghuan was curious and wanted to look over, he accidentally saw a **** and shiny dog.

A black leather dog leash is also tied to its neck.

But the leather dog leash was not tied anywhere at the moment, but fell scattered on the ground.

Seeing Song Qinghuan coming over, the big dog yelled at her: "Oh!!"

Is this dog a Tibetan Mastiff? !

This truth made Song Qinghuan’s heart beat faster, and was so frightened that he lost half of his three souls, fearing that this fierce Tibetan mastiff suddenly rushed forward, and turned around instinctively and ran back!

When the Tibetan Mastiff saw her running, he immediately chased after her.

Song Qinghuan was so scared that Huarong was pale, and without thinking, he climbed up the high railing next to it.

The Tibetan Mastiff also ran under the railing, raised its two front feet, and seemed to want to climb up too.

Song Qinghuan was so scared that he had no soul, and shouted in horror: "Ah!!! Help!"

As soon as the voice fell, a clear voice rang coldly: "Zishi, come here!!"

The Tibetan mastiff called "Zi Shi" snorted, turned around and ran to its owner, shaking his head and wagging his tail, shamelessly betraying his owner to please him.

Song Qinghuan, who was so frightened that Huarong was pale, climbed the railing and looked down.

He looked at her with calm and indifferent eyes, scared her, and there was no trace of guilt.

Song Qinghuan's quilt can eat the big Tibetan mastiff. Her chasing emotions were a little broken. Her lips moved, and she wanted to scold him, but she was afraid of the consequences of scolding. The big Tibetan mastiff would pounce on her again.

"Why don't you come out to pick me up when you're at home? Why don't you take good care of your big dog, he almost killed me just now!!" She was so aggrieved.

Shi Yuhan looked at her with dark and bottomless eyes, hiding her indifference like ice: "It's okay now, you can come down!!"

After speaking, I wanted to take his "Zi Shi" away!

Song Qinghuan, with a calm mind, was so frightened when he was about to go down, he sucked in a cold breath...