Chapter 110 | 0110 I'll spread her ass wide open

The puppy's silly brain hadn't even had a chance to use its imagination before Hobart forcibly interrupted it.

He stroked Wu Xian's cheek as he replied to Harold, "Oh, that."

Although Hobert was talking to his blood relative, his eyes met those of the puppy lying on his lap. His thin lips moved slowly and deliberately, each word uttered with undeniable sensuality, while his light-colored eyes reflected the figure of the little dog with an exceptionally sincere expression.

He said, "I really don't like gifts that are given to me by fate. I prefer to choose for myself. What I subjectively want is the best, isn't it, Harold?"

Wu Xian understood. She wasn't Hobart's destined one, but she was the one he wanted.

This all-encompassing and affectionate confession made Wu Xian tremble. Ignoring the fact that her lover was still there, she began to kiss her master's palm with her lips.

Harold's mocking voice arrived as expected, "Yes, so you chose to steal from others, is that it?"

“That’s mine,” he emphasized.

Despite his brother's aggressive behavior, Hobart calmly stroked the puppy's cheek, saying, "Shouldn't this be a choice the child has to make himself?"

Huh? Who? Wu Xian hid herself, not wanting to think about who the child was. Surely it couldn't be her? The little dog was always deceiving herself.

She couldn't see that the two men weren't even looking at each other; they were both staring at the table. Hobert was looking at Wu Xian's beautiful face, while Harold was looking at the top of her head that was peeking out.

"Since you made your own choice, does that mean you won't be angry about any decision, Hobart?"

Harold mocked his own blood relative, judging others by his own standards. How could he not be angry that his dog had found a lover and abandoned him to fool around? He was clearly on the verge of going crazy but was still pretending to be calm.

Hobert just smiled; he didn't give Wuxian the answer she wanted. The puppy instinctively felt that things were starting to go off track.

Sure enough, the dog's owner asked the dog's lover, "So, can you, Harold?"

Harold and Hobart, true to their reputation as brothers who have fought each other for millennia, understood each other with just a glance; they both wanted to teach the puppy a lesson.

So the man, who was not as gentle as Hobart, slammed his fist on the table. “I won’t. If she dares to play me like that, I’ll spank her ass.”

Wu Xian pressed her face between her master's thighs; she dared not listen any longer.

Harold fell silent, and Hobert remained silent as well. Wu Qian could only hear her own breathing. If it weren't for the fact that she was still lying on her master's lap, the two men would have turned into black mist and disappeared from sight.

The puppy's heart was pounding, as if it wanted to leap out of her chest. She clutched Hopper's trousers tightly and finally heard him speak.

"Is that so? Then what do you want to do?"

“I think,” Wu Xian said, having kissed Harold so many times, she had traced those sexy thin lips with her tongue, constantly licking and memorizing the shape of his opening and closing. Even without seeing Wu Xian, she knew that Harold was smiling.

"I think I need to find her first."

"Who?" Hobart asked, knowing full well who the advisor was.

"That seductive maid in your house who runs away from people, I still have my tail stuck in her ass."

Wu Qian tried to shrink back under the table, but was grabbed back by a cold, powerful hand. The rough way was not by her master but by her lover.

"Ha, I found it here."

“Harold…” Wu Qian’s feet were off the ground as she was held in the man’s arms. She sobbed, trying to evoke the man’s mercy. Her fluffy tail drooped down, and she looked like a poor little dog.

But it wasn't Harold who reacted first, but Hobert. He first pushed the tail that was about to fall back back and straightened his beloved dog's clothes before leisurely speaking.

The kind master asked her, "Who is this, Cloud?"

Who is this? This is Hobart's brother, Uxen's lover.