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The tibetan mastiff's opponent was a yellow body and a black headed hound. Everyone sighed when the horse and dog came up.

Father said: "One look and it is obvious that this dog is a military dog trained by the army. The biting ability of this dog is self-evident but the opponent is a tibetan mastiff. Sigh, what a pity."

I looked at the two dogs on the stage, which were very different sizes. I also felt that the smaller dogs would definitely not be a match for the tibetan mastiff. I saw a smile appear in Yan Ruize's eyes, revealing a trace of domineering aura that could rule the world.

Sure enough, as soon as the tibetan mastiff went up, it immediately pounced towards the dog, and in an instant, its teeth bit into the dog's throat.

The owner of the dog hurriedly shouted, "Admit defeat!"

Yan Ruize called out, "Come back."

The tibetan mastiff immediately left the hound, but a large chunk of flesh on its throat had already been bitten off, and fresh blood was still dripping from its mouth. As for the hound, it was already dying. The sound it let out was only a weak whir. It was about to die soon.

The owner of the dog looked at the dog, who was about to die. For a moment, the pained expression on his face was completely exposed.

This competition, without a doubt, tibetan mastiff won completely!

By the time I got out of the dogfight, it was three in the morning, and I was sleepy and sleepy.

My godfather twisted open a white bottle and gave me a mouthful of water. It tasted strange, but I was thirsty and swallowed it.

After a while, I fell asleep.

I felt as if I had been handed from the arms of my godfather to the arms of someone else. I slept comfortably, with no extra heart to think about anything else.

In my dreams, I always feel that someone is stroking my body, I feel a little uncomfortable, turned around, whispered. However, he couldn't get rid of the feeling of wetness that came from his body.

Following that, I seemed to have heard a kick on the door. The man's somewhat impatient voice sounded, "Uncle Yang, you should rest tonight. Be obedient and continue calling out incessantly."

With this sound, I fell back into a deep sleep.

That night I slept very comfortably, got up and stretched, and opened my eyes to see the sleeping face of the Chief Yang.

I snapped out of my sleep, pulled back the covers, and saw myself naked.

I foolishly looked at the sleeping middle-aged man beside me. My mind was blank and I didn't know what to do. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't. All he could feel was the helplessness of not being able to go back. However, I frowned. Why didn't I feel any pain? Logically speaking, the first time should be very painful. I quickly pulled back the covers and looked at the white sheets. There was nothing on them.

I heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed powerlessly onto the bed. It was okay, it was okay …

The few of them had lunch together before leaving.

"Haha, your nephew is going back in a hurry, so we'll be leaving first." Director Yang laughed heartily. After his gaze swept over me, a trace of pity appeared on his face.

Very quickly, Director Yang and Yan Ruize's carriage left. I heard from my godfather that he was the son of the mayor of other central cities in the province, but his reputation in Yan Family was very well-known, so no one dared to not give him some face. As I watched the young figure disappear, I thought I might never see him again.

I looked back at my godfather and said, word for word, "Uncle Yang didn't do anything last night." So, don't sell me at a low price as a defective product so quickly. Let me grow up a little, let me continue to live a stable life.

Both his godfather and Young Master Zhang were shocked. Young Master Zhang crouched down and asked, "How did Xueying know?"

I twisted my fingers and slowly said: "Because when Xueying woke up this morning and saw Uncle Yang, she flipped over the bed. There were no traces of blood, and Xueying's body did not hurt either."

"Father picked me up and nuzzled my nose." Our Xueying is really amazing, we know so much, let's go home! "

Young Master Zhang looked at the road on which the carriage was driving and said, "Isn't this the gift he wanted? Forget it, this favor can be considered repayment. "

Although I don't know why Uncle Yang didn't do anything to me in the end, but in my heart, I'm grateful that this person has left me with a way out. How many more times could I avoid such things in the long road ahead? I stared at the gray sky, at a loss.

Soon, it was drizzling.

Since then, I've lost count of how many times I've been to this kind of dinner as an appendage, and I can say that I have mastered how to deal with men and use my advantages to gain more benefits for my godfather. Until I was 15 years old, my godfather didn't use my body to make any deals anymore. I think my godfather saw that my value wasn't just a little bit, how could he be willing to use my innocence to earn benefits? This kind of killing a chicken to reap its egg was definitely not something that a shrewd person like his godfather or the others could do.

I sat in my room and studied my makeup. Next to me was a twenty-something female teacher, whom I called Sister Lan. I also knew that Sister Lan was actually one of Brother Zhang's lovers. I even saw them rolling around the bed, but I didn't expect the seemingly innocent Sister Lan to be so open in bed. When she tried to teach me how to make makeup, I was still a little shocked, but this Sister Lan didn't feel awkward in front of me, nor did she feel awkward in front of me, someone who had once watched her secrets.

Previously, when I went out, it was the makeup artist who helped me put on my makeup. However, dad said that this was a necessary skill of a woman, so when I met someone to make up for it, I would have to do it myself. So Sister Lan became my makeup teacher.

Sister Lan held the pancake in her hand and asked softly: "Xueying, you're on the third day of this year, right?"

I nodded and picked up the pancake in my hand. Unknowingly, I was already a third year student. Although the title of school beauty was still mine, there was an additional adjective to it. I remember one school anniversary, I performed a tea ceremony on the stage, after that everyone described me as a young lady. In my heart, I could only silently ridicule this eccentric name, as I always felt that it was a kind of ridicule.

Sister Lan continued: "Does Xueying plan to take the high school exam?"

I didn't care much about it and said, "I don't have any plans. I don't want to say that I can pass the exam, but godfather won't let me go to high school again."

Big Sister Lan sighed: "Young Master Zhang never let his girls go to school for so long, you're really lucky."

Even though I agreed with what I said, I scoffed in my heart. Where did this luck come from? It's just that I haven't used up all of its value. In order to train a pet, he had to give them a candy bar, let alone a human.

Sister Lan said, "It's going to be filmed today, so don't put on such strong makeup. You'll have to redraw it later."

I nodded. I was wearing my own makeup today, but I didn't care. I just drew a few random strokes.

At the age of fifteen, I was almost fully developed, and my curvy body and long, straight, slender legs gave me a fair share of my beauty. And my face is definitely the most beautiful. Although my parents are not rich, they are still good-looking, and although my brother Guo Wenxuan is only 11 years old, he also has a handsome appearance, after his baby fat disappeared, the lines on his face became clearer and clearer, and his entire person became more handsome.

These two years, my godfather and Young Master Zhang had a company that produced makeup products. The scale was quite large and the models under the door were all girls from their own family. They had specially hired a photographer who was quite famous in the industry to make promotional photos.

And that famous photographer was a famous sexy realist, claiming to like developing the most beautiful side of a woman. Anyway, this photographer called Brother Feng took a fancy to my body and said he wanted to shoot me a sexy set of photos.

Father naturally agreed. Firstly, it was to win over Big Brother Luo Feng's heart, and secondly, it was to make me the spokesperson for this makeup. Third, a famous beauty is naturally more attractive than other women.

I have never seen this person called Ah Feng before, but I have seen quite a few works that came from his hands. Not to mention the promotional photos, the sexy photos he publishes I guarantee are a must-buy for all men. He photographed the most beautiful angles of a woman, amplifying the allure to the extreme, but leaving a space for imagination. It was truly amazing.

When I walked into Ah Feng's studio with my foster father, I saw all kinds of beautiful young women with wonderful figures. There were also a few women who displayed their most primitive bodies in front of the camera, completely naked.