Negotiation

Lu Zhi brooded alone for about two hours. Shen Ranxin could not be bothered to comfort him and sat on the living room sofa reading the book the director had sent someone to deliver.

Then he saw Lu Zhi shuffle over, cram his six-foot-three frame into Shen Ranxin's arms, and wipe his tears on Shen Ranxin's clothes.

Shen Ranxin immediately snapped a barrage of photos on his phone, then laughed at him while scrolling through the gallery.

Lu Zhi did not seem to understand why Shen Ranxin was so happy, but since Shen Ranxin was happy, his own mood improved too. He wrapped his arms around Shen Ranxin's waist and nuzzled against him until he got tired, then fell asleep.

On the page of Animal Behavior and Analysis Shen Ranxin had turned to, there happened to be a sentence: If it is willing to sleep defenselessly beside you, it means you are a companion it trusts!

Shen Ranxin nodded and turned the page.

"Animals are extremely vigilant, and their most sensitive area is usually their buttocks. Any animal is vulnerable while defecating. If you encounter an animal in the wild and want to tell whether it is a wolf or a stray dog, there is an excellent method: lightly pat its butt."

"If its hostility disappears afterward, it is a stray dog. If your hand disappears, it is a wolf."

Shen Ranxin: "?"

He closed the book and glanced at the cover.

Fuck, who wrote this book? Was it even legitimate?

Shen Ranxin looked closely at the compiler and editor-in-chief: Pei Zhao.

Shen Ranxin: "..."

Then never mind.

He put down the book, looked at Lu Zhi sleeping in his arms, then looked at Lu Zhi's butt.

An evil idea sprouted in his mind.

Shen Ranxin raised his palm, stared