As soon as they entered, a creature as big as a lion, with a fluffy body, pounced and wrapped its paws around Chen Feng's legs, its tongue hanging out in an effort to please him.
When Chen Feng saw the fellow's pose, which resembled that of a dog peeing, his face darkened instantly. He kicked the creature away and pointed at Lin Xinru, saying, "This is your female owner; come over and get acquainted."
Female owner?
The eyes of the King of Tibetan Mastiffs rolled around. Having been nourished by spiritual energy day and night in Chen Feng's villa, it became even more spiritual. Gone was the simple and honest look it had when it had first arrived. Chen Feng suspected that Qiuchi had led it astray. It hadn't learned any other skills, but it had certainly mastered the art of charmingly coaxing its owner.
It rushed over at rocket speed and immediately stood up on its hind legs, hugging Lin Xinru's legs with its front paws, its eyes pleading for her affection.
