High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Still visually measuring the height of the fence, Young Master Rong took a few steps back, and just about to run up, Xu Zhiyuan added worriedly: "Young Master Rong, please turn over carefully!"

Young Master Rong's eyebrows darkened, and he growled angrily, "Shut up!"

You still think that no one knows about his climbing over the wall in the middle of the night, right?

Xu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to zip the zipper on his mouth, Rong Shao then turned his head to look at the wall again, and with an easy run-up, he stretched out his hand and climbed up the wall neatly, jumped into the wall.

"Okay, we don't have anything to do, let's all get in the car and rest." Xu Zhiyuan just turned around and said to the people in black, when there was a burst of fierce dog barking in the yard, and Rong Shao's angry voice was faintly heard. Growl.

Xu Zhiyuan immediately broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and ran to the edge of the wall in a few steps, with his ear against the wall, he asked worriedly, "Young Master Rong, are you okay? Do you want to pass you a handy weapon?"

How could there be a dog in the yard? There was no Ming Ming last night.

Listening to the loud dog barking, it is not difficult to hear that it is a large dog.

"Xu Zhiyuan, shut up for me!" Young Master Rong growled viciously from inside the wall, still panting faintly?

Xu Zhiyuan tipped his nose in silence, okay, Young Master Rong is mighty, fighting a vicious dog with his bare hands...

Why is it so joyful to imagine that picture in my mind?

Xu Zhiyuan's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and he returned to the car.

Borrowing the dim light in the yard, Rong Shaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, staring closely at the tall Tibetan Mastiff. The Tibetan Mastiff was raising its head and barking at him, showing its sharp teeth.

"You bastard, get out of here! I'll kill you again!"

The Tibetan mastiff flicked its tail, and its paws stepped forward to bark louder. Rong Shaojun raised his eyebrows and said, "You bastard is still working hard!"

The Tibetan mastiff seemed to be stimulated, screamed frantically, and rushed towards him viciously.

It was too late for Young Master Rong to hide, the Tibetan mastiff bit his shirt and refused to let go, its paws firmly grabbed his shirt and trousers, hanging firmly on his body.

Rong Shao was furious, and he clenched his fist and threw it at the dog. The Tibetan Mastiff was huge, twisting its body vigorously, which affected Rong Shao's body balance.

Before throwing a few punches, a man and a dog both fell on the grass and started entangled and fighting.

In a certain bedroom on the second floor, Christine, who had a panoramic view of this scene, leaned forward and backward with a smile, lazily leaning all her body weight on Catherine.

"Catherine, my decision is really right. Look, this will add fun to our lives."

Catherine looked at the man who was smiling contentedly, her heart twitched, and she responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Under the yard, Young Master Rong and the Tibetan Mastiff were still fighting and entangled.

When had Young Master Rong been so embarrassed that he was reduced to fighting a dog himself!

The shirt was torn several times, and the hair was messy. The Tibetan Mastiff was big and strong, and a fight with it took away a lot of Rong Shao's physical strength.

Now that the breath has been kicked slightly, looking in the direction of Luo An Ning's bedroom, damn it, if you delay any longer, you won't have much time tonight!

With a thought, he took out a platinum lighter from his trouser pocket, and after a snap, blue flames burst out.

The Tibetan mastiff was still biting his clothes at first, but gradually he felt something was wrong, and it was too late when he let go and turned his head to look.

When the flame touched the flammable hair, it swished and burned quickly, and the speed of spreading was shockingly fast.