His Wife Calls The Shots

Dong Yuan was as quiet as she thought, and there should be no master at home.

Knowing where Tang Qianyan lived, she walked directly through the front yard and walked to the next door.

The next door was also very quiet, so she let go of her guts and walked in.

It's a pity that the door is closed.

She walked to the side, leaning on the window and looking inside.

Holding the perfume in his hand, he didn't know how to put it in Tang Qian's room.

When I walked to the back window, I finally saw hope.

Staring at the half-open window, her eyes lit up with stars, and she immediately ran over and reached out and threw the perfume in.

The bottle rolled directly into the gap under the cabinet.

She was upset, and originally wanted to throw it where it was easier to find.

Fortunately, the windows do not have barriers, so you can climb in.

She was about to get up and crawl in, when suddenly, she felt a mass of white objects approaching on the left.

The hairs all over her body stood up, and she turned her head stiffly to look over.

"Wow!" Samoyed roared!

Lin Wenyu immediately jumped from the window and raised his hand.

"Don't come over, I didn't do anything, I will leave now, don't come over."

She was so afraid of the dog, she was almost bitten last time.

The main reason is that if this guy draws people in, she won't be able to tell.

So it's still the best plan.

Samoyed stared at her warily, his tail cocked.

Lin Wenyu immediately ran out with a guilty conscience, subconsciously not daring to run towards the front door, so he walked through the back door.

Samoyed chased all the way without stopping.

Lin Wenyu couldn't care about the image, so she couldn't help running forward, with a kind of irritation that she would bite her ankle at any time.

Soon, a servant found her.

The servant's first reaction was to protect her and ran up to hold the Samoyed rope.

Touching its head and soothing: "Sheng Sheng, don't chase people around, this is Miss Lin, a good friend of Miss Young Master."

Lin Wenyu saw it, sighed in horror, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Just leave it alone, I'm leaving now."

"Sorry, Miss Lin, go slowly." The servant bowed to her.

Samoyed was still yelling, but his chubby body was hugged by the servant and couldn't get rid of it.

Lin Wenyu glared at it and walked away quickly.

The back door is relatively secluded and difficult to take a taxi. She has to go out for a long time to get a car.

As I walked, I suddenly heard a dog barking again.

She looked back, and immediately saw Samoyed running towards her!

"Damn beast! I didn't steal anything from your house, so why should I chase after me!"

She cursed, then picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at Samoyed.

After throwing it several times, I only heard a grunt, and then I saw Samoyed lying on the ground.

Lin Wenyu glanced, and saw the blood slowly spilt on Samoyed's body.

She gasped, and her first thought was that Fengxian blamed her, but what to do.

In the next second, she saw Samoyed slowly rising from the ground.

She was taken aback and ran forward quickly.

When she ran to the intersection, there happened to be a taxi approaching, she immediately got in and asked the driver to drive.

Looking back, Samoyed didn't even stop, but still ran toward this side, but because of the injury, he ran relatively slowly.

In a short while, the car drove it far, far away, out of sight.

Lin Wenyu felt a lingering fear, and patted the soil and leaves on her body to calm herself down slowly.

Anyway, she had already tossed the bottle of perfume in. Next, it was Tang Qian's luck.