Chapter 029 | 0029 Eating Master's Fingers Along with It

Picking it up directly instead of using a fork is a rather primitive and barbaric way of feeding, but it is also more intimate, as the tongue and fingers will fit closely together without utensils.

She tried, her mouth trembling as she opened it and bit into a corner of the meat, juices dripping from her chin. She stretched her neck, slowly letting the beef disappear into her mouth, while the distance between her and her owner's fingers also decreased.

Finally, Wu Xian swallowed the whole piece of meat along with its master's finger into its mouth.

Hobart did not stop her; he even stroked Wuxian's head with his free hand to encourage her eating.

The steak was raw enough, and the owner's hands were cold enough, so chewing and swallowing were not particularly difficult for the time being. Hobert's thumb pressed down on Wu Xian's throat from top to bottom, helping the food pass through the esophagus more smoothly.

She was being fed by her owner in a way that lacked human dignity and resembled that of a pet. Wu Xian was not angry about this; on the contrary, she liked it very much and enjoyed the pleasure of having her meal completely controlled by someone else.

The master divided the steak into seven pieces. After eating five pieces, Wu Xian lay down and slowly licked the master's fingers. His tongue rolled over the juice and slid back, the bright red color sweeping over the knuckles and then climbing up to the back of the hand to find the protruding veins and pressing and licking them.

Hobart has blood vessels, but like decorations on a sculpture, it takes a lot of force to interact with them.

Wu Xian had to bite his entire tiger's mouth, using her teeth to assist, as if she intended to bite off his flesh, until she had eaten her master's hand until it was all wet before she left.

Cute yet greedy.

They agreed to share, so Wu Xian held up a fork and politely invited Hobert to eat.

She watched him chew with his mouth closed, his brows furrowing slightly. His usually calm face betrayed a hint of dislike, which delighted Wu Qian.

Master, Master hates food too! He wasn't forcing things on Cloud; they were indeed sharing—sharing steak, sharing discomfort.

Wu Xian couldn't take it anymore, so she straightened up and kissed Hobert with her oily cheek.

Even though she was rude, her master accepted her and always tolerated her.

The kiss took place in this unromantic setting, or rather, it wasn't really a kiss at all; it was just Ussin sticking his tongue into Hobert's mouth and licking him.

His mouth wasn't warm; it was filled with a cold, chilling taste. Her razor-sharp tongue brushed against his canines; it was sharp, and at the wrong angle, it might draw blood. She tried to touch that tooth again, but Hobert's powerful tongue pushed her away; clearly, it wasn't the right time yet.

It's alright, Wu Xian then turned her attention to her master's tongue.

She was like a lamb, willingly offering herself to the beasts, yet she was ungrateful and took advantage of her master's tolerance to act arrogantly and domineeringly.

This feeling made her feel lightheaded, and she let out a happy sob.

Reluctantly leaving, it uttered a "Master" that was imbued with the scent of Hobart.

Hobert helped Wu Qian wipe the sauce off her mouth, then got up to clean himself, with Wu Qian following closely behind.

While he was washing, she hugged her master's waist from behind and rubbed her cheek against his back—she was becoming more and more clingy. "Master, you said there would be a reward. Cloud has finished eating, so a kiss doesn't count as a reward."

“Yes, you’ve finished eating.” Hobert turned around, wrung out a wet wipe, and continued to wipe Wu Xian’s cheeks.

"award!"

"Do you like spanking, Cloud?"

"I want it!" Wu Xian almost cheered, and she couldn't help but wiggle her hips.

“Choose a number cloud; it will be today’s prop.”

"Including hands?" Wu Qian still remembered the pleasure that Dang Binren's hands brought her, the redness, swelling, pain, and coldness intertwined, making her groan and bringing her immense pleasure!

"include."

"So...8" 8 is the letter H in the alphabet.

“Okay, 8.” Hobart chuckled. He knew what she was thinking but didn’t expose her. He would erase the traces of H quickly.

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Mr. H: You're dreaming!

Hobert: Cloud is lovely, I will take good care of you. We get along very well, so don't worry about it.

Mr. H: Hehe, readers, please help me with two beads so I can quickly reveal my true form and kill this old bastard.

Dog Diary

I secretly used my owner's clothes as a rag to wipe my mouth. I hope he finds out and gets angry, then he'll spank my bottom until it's bruised. Looking forward to it, hehe.

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