Zhan Rin's rough and powerful fingers caressed Yu Zi's sleepy face, after the fierce and crazy gallop just now, Zhan Rin's tangled bronze muscles were as bright as a layer of honey, and sweat was dripping from his forehead, in front of Zhan Rin, the huge Tibetan Mastiff King was obediently lying on the corner of the wall like an ordinary pug, not at all majestic.

He still didn't let go of Yu Zi, even though Yu Zi's eyes full of fire and arrogance were closed, he was still obsessed with Yu Zi's temperature like a demon, and Zhan Rin wiped Yu Zi's skin with a towel while looking at Yu Zi's face blankly.

"Doctor... Big... I hurt so much..."Yu Zi shook his head unconsciously, the words in his mouth were mutterable, Zhan Rin skillfully drugged Yu Zi, wrapped a few circles of gauze around his smooth forehead, and suddenly leaned down and imprinted a gentle kiss on his closed right eye.

"Dirty." A word clearly entered Zhan Rin's ears, and Zhan Rin suddenly came to his senses, it wasn't him, it wasn't the damn man, no matter how bold that man was, he didn't dare to repeat this word constantly!

Zhan Rin Huo Ran stood up, and the bathrobe he was wearing fell down, just draped over Yu Zichi. On his naked body, long after the damn man betrayed him, he swore that there would never be a second person who could play him around!

The tall man left with a cigar in his mouth, and the giant Tibetan mastiff was still afraid of the breath left on Yu Zi's body, and did not dare to approach rashly, but in the early morning, when everyone gathered in front of the cage to watch the excitement, the Tibetan mastiff king was guarding Yu Zi's body and blocking everyone's contemptuous and sarcastic eyes.

"It looks like I was punished quite badly by Lord Rin last night!" No. 2 put his hand on the iron grate of the cage and landed down the stone path.

"Who called him so bad? Deserve! Another unkind voice interjected.

Lu Ying looked at the sleeping Yu Zi inside through the iron pillars, his eyes flashed a trace of complexity, but he didn't say anything, Shen Ziyan's disgust for Yu Zi was undisguised, and he said bitterly: "Isn't this not dead yet?" You see, the Tibetan mastiff protected him a lot...... Tsk, it stinks too much here, Lu Ying, I'll go take a hot shower first. Shen Ziyan clearly pointed out.

Feng Qing stared at Yu Zi's pale face with a strange expression, and unconsciously stroked his cheek, this Yu Zi was obviously inferior to himself in everything, why was Zhan Rin so special to him?

It's just because Yu Zi likes to take a bath in the spacious bathroom, so they can't enter that bathroom except for Zhan Rin, although Zhan Rin sent someone to build a bathroom in the big room where they lived, but no one with a discerning eye can see that the bathroom in the big room is not the same grade as the one in the hall at all!

Feng Qing has never been a man who feels sorry for himself, in the world of Zhan Rin, he knows better than anyone what will happen to those who fall out of favor, even if it is for the sake of his own life, he has to take the trouble to find a way to catch Zhan Rin's heart!

Lu Ying followed Shen Ziyan back to the room, Feng Qing looked at Yu Zi for a few minutes, and left disdainfully, the remaining few bored men were still pointing at Yu Zi who was locked in it and talking and laughing, the Tibetan Mastiff King returned to his usual majestic appearance when Zhan Rin was away, it roared viciously at the few men standing outside the cage, and even slapped the cage trapped with himself and Yu Zi with sharp claws, several men were so frightened that they took half a step back, but they still did not leave.

This Tibetan mastiff has been with Zhan Rin for five years, it was trained by Zhan Rin, and he has followed Zhan Rin to level many gangs, it is very smart and spiritual, and it will not take the initiative to hurt people if it does not hear Zhan Rin's whistle, and now Yu Zi is locked up with it, and the Tibetan Mastiff King feels that Yu Zi is in the same situation as himself, of course, no one is allowed to bully him.

"En~" Yu Zi covered his injured forehead, his dark eyes opened slowly, so noisy, and all around him were filled with the laughter of men and the fierce howl of the Tibetan mastiff when he was provoked.

Yu Zi moved to the wall with difficulty and sat up, the pool of blood left on the wall last night because of impulse had dried up, and the wound on his forehead was faintly painful, Yu Zi secretly regretted that he was too impulsive last night, if he didn't really can't bear that kind of humiliation, he would never do this to himself because he was afraid of pain!

It's all the fault of that damn bastard of Warrin! Yu Zi curled up and clenched the bathrobe that was not thick or thin on his body, and a trace of strong hatred flashed in his dark pupils.

"Shhh With only a slight movement, he could feel a dry and tearing pain behind him, Yu Zi smiled bitterly, it seems that he didn't escape last night, Yu Zi's body trembled, and suddenly he felt that he was so cold, what should he do to return the shame he had borne to Zhan Rin?!

When the Tibetan mastiff king saw that Yu Zi had woken up, he circled around Yu Zi, occasionally turning around to intimidate the men outside the cage, and obediently crouched at Yu Zi's feet.

"Eighty million is nothing more than that, it's not like being trapped in a cage and sleeping with a brute! looks very tall, and he is so cheap in his bones......" As soon as No. 2's sarcastic words fell, the figure of the Tibetan mastiff king slammed into the iron grate of the cage, and the bloody mouth almost bit off his entire hand, and No. 2 was frightened to the ground, drenching in cold sweat.

Yu Zi twisted his legs, and the tears that were almost forced out were endured by him again, Yu Zi's cold eyes swept over the men outside the cage who were watching his jokes, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

Several men were unwilling and scared away from Yu Zi's sight, in the dim light, Yu Zi hugged his shoulders hard, and there was a rare confusion in his dark eyes, Zhan Rin, who saw this scene through the surveillance, lit a cigar for himself, threw a gold-plated mobile phone on the table back, and Uncle Lin behind him took it easily.

"Give him his phone tomorrow when he goes to work." Zhan Rin's indifferent voice sounded.

"Yes, Rin." Uncle Lin respectfully bowed to Zhan Rin's back.