Tibetan Mastiffs have always been very sensitive. They instantly noticed Wen Xinya's little movement, and immediately bared their teeth at Wen Xinya, making a "baring" sound.
"Oh! It's so fierce!" Wen Xinya was so scared that she shrank into Si Yiyan's arms, let out a low cry, and dared not look at it again.
"Don't be afraid, it's saying hello to you." Si Yiyan couldn't help but find it funny. Wen Xinya, who was fearless, was actually so afraid of dogs. He still found it a bit ridiculous. He waved to the Tibetan Mastiff, and the mastiff immediately came forward, wagging its tail, and circled around Wen Xinya, doing all kinds of funny movements from time to time, which was very hilarious.
Maybe it was because Si Yiyan was with her, she was not as scared as before. Looking at the funny appearance of the Tibetan Mastiff, she couldn't help but laugh: "Hahahaha..."
"Queen, come here and say hello to the future mistress, and... don't show your teeth! Don't scare her!" Si Yiyan ordered the Tibetan Mastiff with a stern face.
The Tibetan Mastiff immediately lowered its noble head towards Wen Xinya and licked her exposed arm with its tongue.
"Ah!" Wen Xinya was startled instinctively and shrank into Si Yiyan's arms. Then she felt a hot and wet sensation on her skin. She felt the Tibetan Mastiff's goodwill and was not as frightened as before, but she still felt a little scared.
The Tibetan Mastiff sensed that she was not rejecting him, and stretched out its tongue to lick Wen Xinya's face.
Si Yiyan frowned and ordered: "Queen, you are not allowed to lick the future mistress anymore, no matter where she is."
Benefits like licking and kissing belong to him, and he will never share them with anyone, not even a dog.
The Tibetan Mastiff seemed somewhat unhappy, lying on the ground sullenly, as if it had no energy.
Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan curiously. Her eyes, washed by tears, became clearer and brighter. "Are you jealous of a dog?"
"Queen, go and play by yourself!" Si Yiyan did not answer Wen Xinya's words, but gave orders directly to the Tibetan Mastiff.
The Tibetan Mastiff bared its teeth at Si Yiyan in displeasure, then ran away looking back every few steps.
After the Tibetan mastiff left, Wen Xinya became bolder and looked at the Tibetan mastiff curiously and asked, "What did you call this Tibetan mastiff just now?"
Si Yiyan said: "Cleopatra, it's called Cleopatra."
Wen Xinya's eyes suddenly widened: "Is it a female?"
Si Yiyan actually had a hobby of raising bitches. She suddenly couldn't help wanting to laugh.
Si Yiyan's smile deepened, and his beautiful eyebrows softened: "No, it's a male!"
Wen Xinya pouted and looked at Si Yiyan in disbelief: "Male? If it's a male, why do you call it Cleopatra? You made me think it was a female?"
Si Yiyan said seriously, "Who said that it must be female just because it's called Cleopatra? Since Cleopatra could be a male, why can't it be a male?"
Wen Xinya was speechless for a moment and asked curiously: "Why did you name it Cleopatra? Why didn't you call it the Egyptian Emperor, the Egyptian King, or the Egyptian Prince?"
Si Yiyan explained: "When I first bought him, he had a bad temper. I named him, but he either barked at me or barked at me, so I put the naming issue aside. One day I was reading Egyptian history in the living room, and there was a card of Cleopatra in the book. Cleopatra liked it very much and held the card in her mouth and refused to let go. Later I named him Cleopatra, and he happily circled around me."
Wen Xinya tried hard to hold back her laughter: "I didn't expect that the Queen is actually such a coquettish dog. It's true that a dog is like its master. This saying is absolutely true."
"What did you say? Huh?" Si Yiyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Xinya, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.
The word "hmm" was so round and round, so gentle and soft, that it wiped out all the Wen Xinya's self-righteousness. She quickly said, "No... I was saying that your E language sounds good."
"Really?" Si Yiyan looked at her doubtfully.
Wen Xinya nodded immediately: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Do you want to learn?" Si Yiyan's voice was filled with fatal temptation, and his obsidian eyes were flashing with gorgeous light.
"What?" Wen Xinya opened her lips slightly and looked at Si Yiyan in confusion.
"Repeat after me: Yatākzhedelā Yanzhenина." Si Yiyan's eyes were fixed on her, and he slowly recited a word in English, rolling, lifting, flattening and stretching his tongue.
The sentence was very short, with only four words, but it gave people a graceful and exquisite feeling. Wen Xinya had no choice but to follow Si Yiyan and recite it.
"E language is really difficult, even harder than English and German." She didn't know how many times she followed Si Yiyan to recite it before she remembered the pronunciation of these four words.
"Combine the four words together and say them again." There was an inexplicable light flashing in Si Yiyan's eyes, and he looked at Wen Xinya with endless doting in his eyes.
Wen Xinya nodded and put the four words together and read them to him.
"Read it again!" Si Yiyan's voice was frighteningly low, and his eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely intoxicating light. His long eyebrows seemed to fly into his temples all of a sudden, and his narrow and beautiful eyes suddenly shrank, like bright fireworks in the sky that suddenly bloomed with extreme brilliance.
Wen Xinya had no choice but to read it again.
"Read it again!"
"Xinya, read it again!"
"Xinya, can you read it again?"
"Xinya, I want to hear it again. Can you read it to me again?"
Under Si Yiyan's entanglement, Wen Xinya repeated the E language over and over again until her mouth became dry and dry. Then it suddenly occurred to her that this sentence could mean "I love you" in E language
Thinking of this, her face suddenly turned red as if dripping with blood, and she refused to recite any more: "No more, I'm thirsty!"
Si Yiyan suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the lips, their lips intertwined.
Wen Xinya was completely stunned by Si Yiyan's sudden kiss. She stared wide-eyed for a moment, unable to react.
"Are you still thirsty?" Si Yiyan asked with malicious intent, looking at her sparkling lips stained with her saliva, which looked even softer and more delicate like a flower covered with dew. It was so stunningly beautiful that he had an urge to pick them again.
"You filthy rascal, you pervert!" Wen Xinya scolded with a smile! **** This thing is actually a process of getting further and further, from light kisses to deep kisses, from lips and teeth to neck, from neck to chin, and she was also seduced by him, and she was always overwhelmed with passion, and finally unsatisfied.
"Si Yiyan, what does that sentence mean?" Wen Xinya sat between his legs, her hands entangled around his neck, her head tilted high, her cheeks flushed with rouge, her eyes narrowed with moist joy, her lips slightly parted, flashing with a delicate and tempting temptation.
"What that sentence means is..." Si Yiyan kissed her zygomatic bone while speaking vaguely, and then his low voice changed, with a hint of lewdness: "I am Si Yiyan's woman!"
Wen Xinya let go of the hand that was wrapped around his neck and punched him in the chest: "Si Yiyan, you are so mean! So cunning!"