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Chapter 398: White Mastiff

Chapter 398: Chapter 398: White Mastiff

Suddenly, he gave Chu Xiaoran, the "underage" girl, a deep look with a flash of malice in his eyes, sinisterly saying, "Well, well, you little rascal, seducing and trying to molest an underage girl!"

What the heck!

Who’s underage? Isn’t it pretty obvious that everything is rather well-developed?

Irritated and humiliated, Chu Xiaoran glared at Qian Duoduo, puffed out her chest, and gritted her teeth, "Open your titanium alloy dog eyes and look, where am I underage?"

"Uh..."

At first, Qian Duoduo was speechless, then muttered, "Clearly a little sister, must be too much estrogen, trying to force growth."

"Pfft..."

Xiao Zheng couldn’t hold back and spat out his coconut juice all over Qian Duoduo’s forehead, laughing so hard he couldn’t straighten his back, thinking to himself that he had seen those who pulled hate, but never someone who could pull so much of it.

He pursed his lips, looking at Qian Duoduo with pity, knowing the poor guy was going to end up in a miserable state today.

How dare he call Chu Xiaoran a little sister.

As expected.

Chu Xiaoran turned into a fire-spitting little chili pepper, her face covered with angry lines as she glared at Qian Duoduo, enunciating every word, "This, lady, how, is, she, little?"

Estrogen? Forcing growth?

No need for sleazy development, I’m naturally this big, no problem at all.

Xiao Zheng had already walked over to Lin Ruobing, grinning wickedly, "Wife, shall we make a bet?"

"Go away, don’t have time for this!" Lin Ruobing dismissed him rudely, concernedly watching Chu Xiaoran, afraid she would be bullied.

Xiao Zheng, utterly shameless, laughed, "By my judgment, this Qian Duoduo is going to suffer a crushing defeat."

"On what grounds?"

Lin Ruobing unexpectedly chimed in.

Xiao Zheng smiled mischievously, "Let’s bet, I say Xiao Ran will KO Qian Duoduo!"

Lin Ruobing was noncommittal, just watching indifferently. They were out traveling to relax, no need to be so serious.

But she couldn’t give Xiao Zheng too much face, knowing that with his level of shamelessness, a little encouragement would send him through the roof.

Around them, many tourists had gathered, all sizing up Chu Xiaoran. Such a Lolita, a jackpot for three years, no loss for a decade.

Finally.

Qian Duoduo’s anger was ignited. With so many people around, the face of Mr. Qian of the Qian Family had been utterly disgraced.

He looked at the raging Chu Xiaoran and sneered, "The kindergarten teacher really is incompetent, to let loose a Lolita who’s so insolent. Watch how I’m going to spank you until your butt blooms!"

Having said that, he strode forward, ready to catch the little Lolita and punish her severely.

However, Chu Xiaoran had her arms crossed and her proud little head held high, giving Qian Duoduo a disdainful sidelong glance, "Kid, I’m warning you, don’t wait until you’re battered and bleeding to start regretting it."

"Psh!"

Qian Duoduo twisted his mouth, sneering contemptuously, just a Lolita who really needs discipline.

"Come here, you!"

After speaking, he reached out to grab Chu Xiaoran’s arm, his gaze carrying a hint of malice.

"Bang!"

Chu Xiaoran took a light leap backward, dodging the sleazy claw, swiftly kicked out, and finally unleashed her ultimate move—the Yin Leg—kicking upwards at Qian Duoduo.

"Oof!"

Qian Duoduo let out a soulful cry, steadied himself for a moment, and then clutched at his crotch, wailing in agony.

"You little brat, I’ll finish you off!"

"Psh!"

Chu Xiaoran casually retracted her foot, with a "king’s disdain," and let out a cold chuckle.

Only then did the crowd notice her sandals—damn, they were pointed, truly sharp.

"Hiss..."

Xiao Zheng also felt a chill, sensing a breezy coolness in his own crotch area, and felt discomfort.

If Chu Xiaoran so much as lightly kicked him, he might end up truly brother-bonded with Li Lianying and become a real "man."

Thinking of this, he raised his thumb and exclaimed, "Indeed, a master does produce a brilliant student, Xiao Ran is truly worthy of being my last and greatest disciple."

"Pfft!"

Chu Xiaoran looked disdainful, rolled her eyes at him, and pulled Leng Ruobing towards the sea, opening her arms and humming a tune.

"Oh sea, oh sea, you are my homeland..."

Qian Duoduo watched her swagger with a cold glint in his eyes, clenched his legs together painfully in an outward ’eight’ character, his face a mask of agony.

"Damn freak next door, tonight I’ll make you scream until your voice breaks, yet you won’t be able to die."

The two tender models hurriedly supported him, expressing concern, "Mr. Qian, let’s go back, find a doctor to take a look, so you don’t have any regrets."

"Regrets your ass!"

"Slap!"

Qian Duoduo’s face turned blue with anger, and he slapped one of the models across the face, knocking her to the ground and leaving a clear handprint on her cheek.

"Mr. Qian, you hit me, wah wah wah..." The model sobbed uncontrollably, her chest heaving dramatically, as if she were crying a Pacific’s worth of tears.

The other model, seeing her sister insulted, pursed her lips and couldn’t help saying, "Mr. Qian, that was wrong of you. Do not do unto others what you don’t want done unto you."

"Slap!"

"Worthless bitch, out of my sight!"

Qian Duoduo, like an enraged bull, slapped her too, and the fair-skinned girl fell to the ground with blood trickling from her mouth, looking pitifully beautiful.

Having vented his rage, he glimpsed the jubilant Chu Xiaoran from afar, his eyes flashing rapidly, and he left with his legs tightly pressed together like an innocent girl.

Beneath the palm trees.

Xiao Zheng watched his retreating figure and sighed. Ah, being a bodyguard isn’t easy these days.

A fight was inevitable!

...

The waves cascaded one after another.

As if coveting the pairs of beautiful legs and mountains of curves on the beach, yet they lamented their inability to reach, distant and powerless.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Leng Ruobing and Chu Xiaoran lay on the beach, listening to the sound of the sea.

Four smooth and jade-like legs dangling, attracting countless wolfish stares.

Opposite them.

There lay the shameless Xiao Zheng, feeling as though his eyes were going to go blind with all that he had to take in.

"Ruobing, Xiao Ran, there’s a back massage with essential oils over there, want to try it?"

"We’ll go once we’ve had enough sunbathing."

Chu Xiaoran propped herself up on the beach, cupping her cheeks in her hands, rocking her little head back and forth, like a restless little bunny.

Xiao Zheng turned over, laying flat on his back on the beach, and looked over again.

Damn, from different angles you see different beauties, ancient wisdom certainly didn’t lie to me.

In the distance.

A youth in swim shorts walked along the beach, scanned the place, and his gaze settled on Xiao Zheng.

Next to him, there was a snow-white Tibetan Mastiff with menacing eyes, staring at each person, baring its fangs as if seeing a delicious feast.

"The red silk of yesteryears is no more, how nostalgic," he murmured, releasing the Snow Mastiff’s leash, leaned against a palm tree, and took out a bone flute, playing a haunting melody.

"Woo woo woo..."

The flute’s mournful sound was like the continuous wailing of the sea breeze.

The Snow Mastiff changed, its eyes began to turn red, its fur standing on end, its blood-red tongue lolling out, teeth chillingly exposed.

It looked back at the youth, then turned around, and bolted straight for Xiao Zheng, as fleet as a cheetah, accompanied by the howling wind.