Chapter 006 | 0006 Overdrawn Happiness

"I want to have sex with you."

After Wu Xian finished speaking, she did not expect a response.

Although she is mentally ill, she still retains a shred of reason. No one would agree to a crazy woman going to someone else's house to act out her desires.

But just being able to express her thoughts made her extremely happy, like a little bird gently shaking its head.

As she turned her head, she raised her neck and inadvertently met Hobart's gaze. He then repeated, "You want to have sex with me?"

Those green eyes were like a bottomless sea, calm and still without any ripples.

Wu Xian stopped shaking her head. She stopped, feeling somewhat lost, even though she had started it herself.

Hobart didn't dwell on the answer. He handed the scissors to Wu Qian and said firmly, "The scissors you want, miss."

Yes, Wu Xian wanted scissors. She went out specifically for scissors. Regardless of the fact that her hair had already been cut, she went out for scissors, so she definitely had to touch them.

So she stretched out her hand, palm up, a gesture of asking for something.

Hobart didn't give it to her immediately. He was silent for a moment, about forty-five ticks of the clock, a time that made Wu Xian uncomfortable. Her raised hand was already trembling slightly.

She was very sensitive today, so much so that some grievances were welling up in her eyes and were about to fall.

"There's a loose thread on my shirt. Cut it off for me, and I'll give you scissors as a reward."

Tasks, rewards. His tone was almost commanding, and Wu Xian liked commands.

Hobert gave her a little taste of sweetness, even though they hadn't made any agreements between them.

This is blatant seduction.

But Wu Xian only cares about scissors and orders.

Ah, Hobart, he even planned to give her the scissors, saying it was a reward, which excited her even more than giving them directly to Ussling.

She took the scissors with trembling hands, her fingers getting stuck in the two metal circles, but no marks were left even though Hobart had just used them.

The copper block was still cold, and Wu Xian had to warm it with her body heat, which was quite difficult. She pressed hard enough to leave an indentation on her thumb. It was a pity it wasn't winter, otherwise it might have made that piece of flesh swell and itch.

Wu Xian missed the chance to see the beautiful scars, but she now had other important things to do, important enough to outweigh her regret.

She licked her dry lips. Taking the reward ahead of time meant transgression and going astray. This overdrawn pleasure was like a tide of immorality washing over her.

She got so excited that the scissors trembled.

Wu Xian found the end of the thread, but she couldn't align it no matter how many times she tried. She started to breathe rapidly, and even the scissors were cutting into her, causing her pain.

At this moment, Hobert's hand enveloped Wuxian, and with the exertion of his powerful masculine muscles, he easily stopped Wuxian's trembling. He said, "Relax," and led her closer to the end of the thread.

Hobart commanded, "Get ready."

It was a slightly cold tone, but that was precisely why Wu Xian didn't have to worry about her earlier outburst when she got the scissors. If he tried to comfort her too much, the hateful madwoman might mistake it for pity.

Therefore, Wu Xian was extremely focused.

She held her breath, afraid that her breath would blow the thread away. The scene in her eyes was infinitely large, and under Hobart's guidance, she cut off the root with the copper scissors.

As the thread came loose, Wu Qian breathed a long sigh of relief, only then realizing that Hobert was as cold as ice.

Hobert released his grip, but the scissors remained in Wu Qian's hand.

She couldn't help but feel anxious again. Although she had completed the task, she hadn't done it well. Would she still get a reward? Perhaps she would only get the worst grade, a C.

She wasn't very smart; even when she got a B in school, Ms. Wu would scold her.

"Very good, great, good boy."

"The scissors are yours now."

Oh my god! The scissors are hers now.

Wu Xian was overjoyed. She had been with Hobert for less than an hour, and her usually stagnant emotions had been going wild, like fireworks exploding in her mind.

"Is it mine?" she asked again, unsure.

"Yes, you finished. Here's your reward, as we agreed."

Hobart patiently repeated himself, his tone never changing, always in the low register of the cello, calmly and gently affirming Wu Xian's words.

She gripped the scissors tightly. "Thank you."

"Back to that question, you want to have sex with me, miss."

Yes, this was what Wu Qian said herself. It's easy to repeat what you've already said, but she suddenly got stuck when she looked at Hobert.

The task and the reward were what Hobart granted, a deal between a generous king and a beggar.

She should have been grateful.

However, Wu Xian is not sure if this rule will always exist. What if he declares the game over after he has sex with her?

No one can be sure that the genie has the capacity for three wishes.

If I had to say what I wanted most, would it be sex? Wu Qian asked herself.

Her lips parted and closed, and finally she made up her mind, "I want to see your red eyes."

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Puppy Diary

Getting a B is already quite an achievement!

Finished work, I've worked hard today too, phew—

The puppy is thoughtful; the puppy knows what it wants.

Hobart, you bad man! I'm warning you, stop seducing the puppy! If you keep doing this, the puppy is going to... go berserk.