The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 18 Don't get up if you can't finish!
Benedict!
There was a sudden knock on the door.

Everyone in the castle was familiar with Mo Junting's character, and they would not easily disturb him at such a time unless there was something important to do.

Seeing the trembling hand of the girl holding the ink inkstone, Mo Junting turned over and fell to the ground, and said coldly, "Come in."

When the door opened, Ling Feng saw the man with disheveled clothes, the surprise flashed in his eyes, and he respectfully said, "Master, I want to pick up Miss Yan's..."

Mo Junting's deep eyes were as cold as a sword, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura: "A thousand push-ups, don't get up if you can't finish them."

Ling Feng's legs trembled... Did he accidentally ruin the young master's good deed?
"Yes." Ling Feng lowered his head wanting to cry, but caught a glimpse of a figure flashing by the window, raised his head suddenly, and saw Mo Junting turned around and rushed out: "Stop!"

But, it's still too late.

Taking advantage of Mo Junting's diversion, Yan Zhixin rushed out of the balcony without hesitation and jumped upstairs.

She would rather jump off the building than let him approach.

Seeing that staggering and determined figure, Mo Junting's deep eyes twitched darkly. At this moment, he didn't know whether he wanted to strangle her or kill her!
Fortunately, it is only the second floor, if it is higher...

Ling Feng lost his voice and said, "Master, the Tibetan Mastiff is below!"

Tibetan mastiffs are much more terrifying than bodyguards. Bodyguards will not shoot easily, but Tibetan mastiffs that have been fully aroused can tear people into pieces in minutes.

Mo Junting's expression changed, he picked up the phone and roared: "Pay attention to the Tibetan mastiff, if necessary, kill it!"

As soon as the words fell, a chilling roar came over.

Before Yan Zhixin, who jumped downstairs and sprained her ankle, could distinguish the direction of the roar, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the garden beside her, bared her teeth, and rushed towards her in an aggressive posture!
Yan Zhixin was dumbfounded, her long-term training made her reflexively raise her hands up in front of her body, and squatted down slightly.

Seeing that the opponent was a Tibetan Mastiff, Yan Zhixin took a deep breath, and looked at it with guarded but non-hostile eyes.

The Tibetan Mastiff stopped moving and kept barking.

Yan Zhixin looked at it cautiously.

It doesn't move, and neither does she.

Mo Junting jumped down from the balcony and fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, his heart almost stopped beating.

Under the vigilance of countless bodyguards, when Mo Junting was about to drink the Tibetan mastiff, the eyes of the Tibetan mastiff had softened.

Yan Zhixin raised her hand to greet it, watched it retract its sharp claws, and then carefully patted its head.

Mo Junting: "..."

bodyguard:"……"

The Tibetan mastiff is not hostile to her!

There is more than no hostility.

Under her gestures and whispers, the fierce and unusual Tibetan Mastiff squatted down as docilely as a cat.

Ling Shan rushed into the garden at the fastest speed. Seeing this scene, she touched the sweat on her forehead: "Miss Yan really deserves to be a perfect student in her studies."

However, a student majoring in police dogs was able to tame a fearsome Tibetan mastiff in just a few seconds.

The ability is simply amazing.

Ling Feng followed Mo Junting and jumped down, looked at the Tibetan mastiff squatting aside, and then at Ling Shan who was in a state of embarrassment: "This is not something that a perfect student can do, it is simply inhuman."

Mo Junting's eyes were condensed: "Yan Zhixin."

Yan Zhixin's stiff body only slightly relaxed, and immediately stiffened again when she heard his voice, her face was pale, and she was even more scared than seeing a Tibetan mastiff.

(End of this chapter)