Chapter 051 | 0051 Why is my cloud unhappy?
When Hobert arrived that evening, Wu Xian's mood wasn't very high.
If you dream about sad things during the day, you can't be happy no matter what, right? Wu Qian found that she was having dreams more and more frequently, and she was becoming more and more immersed in them.
Consequently, recalling it in reality becomes increasingly vague.
It's a very strange experience; you know you're forgetting, but you can't quite put your finger on what's wrong.
Wu Qian doesn't actually mind forgetting, but she cares about bringing up unhappy things to look at; she equates beautiful dreams with nightmares.
This will upset her.
She let the host at the door come in, then sat on the floor sullenly, her legs bent and her knees tucked in. Her shoulder-length hair brushed against her skin, making her feel itchy, and she couldn't adjust her position comfortably.
Hobert was a gentle master. Instead of pointing out Cloud's mistake, he said to her, "Come here, Cloud, come to your master."
He was handsome, with a melodious voice that fell slowly like the notes of a cello. He beckoned to Wu Xian, his blood-red eyes fixed on her as if he wanted to drown her.
In some fairy tales, wild beasts use this method to deceive passing human ladies: they beckon them over, then open their mouths and devour them.
It's as alluring as honey.
Wu Xian couldn't refuse such a master. She slowly crawled over and buried her face between his legs. She rubbed her cheek against his muscles, and her soft face was flattened as she pressed against them.
"Master..." She became very vulnerable in front of her master, and her words were choked with sobs. She didn't even know why, but tears were already streaming down her face.
This is actually a manifestation of emotional instability. If Jiang An were to examine it, he would definitely say that Wu Xian's condition has worsened.
But Hobart was different; he never judged puppies by human standards.
"Why is my cloud unhappy?" Hobert picked up Wuxian and placed her on his lap. The beautiful girl was like a doll being manipulated and embraced.
The black bird clung to its master's shoulder, sniffing the crisp scent of snowmelt on his body as it curled up. Like a bird, it placed its feet on its master's thighs, as if finding a branch to perch on.
She didn't answer.
Hobart brushed her hair aside and grabbed it, and somehow, like the little bird in the cartoon who helped Cinderella with her hair, he could put her hair up without a hair tie, and the annoying itch disappeared without a trace.
He continued, "My cloud, why are you unhappy?"
"Master doesn't know?" Wu Xian said sullenly, covering her eyes that were stung by the light. "I thought Master knew everything."
The next moment, the chandelier in the room went out, and everything fell into darkness, leaving only the red sea in Hobart's eyes. In Wu Qian's eyes, it was a signal of predators, as well as an inextinguishable fire.
She leaned closer and stroked it with her fingers.
“Master knows, but wants to hear what Cloud has to say.”
Of course he knew; he understood Wu Qian. This child had completely opened his heart to him, embraced him, invited him in, and confided his deepest secrets. Moreover, today's reply was sent by him personally.
Poor cloud, predators are cruel, especially when they plan to devour someone completely.
Wu Xian didn't know; all she knew was that her master was listening to her pour out her heart.
“Because Cloud didn’t get a kiss,” she told her first lie.
“A kiss,” Hobart repeated, cradling Wu Qian’s head and taking her lips into his mouth. “Like this kind of kiss?” “Mmm…”
Wu Xian had no chance to answer, her mouth was completely occupied by Hobert. His kiss was not intense, but that did not mean he could not control Wu Xian. He slowly pried open her teeth and hooked out her tongue.
He held Wu Xian's soft lips in his mouth, his cold saliva mixing with Wu Xian's, and his lips were moistened by constant sucking and licking.
Wu Xian wanted to entwine her master's tongue, but was suppressed. She could only open her mouth and tilt her head back to endure it. Her master would suck away her saliva, so she didn't have to worry about becoming embarrassed.
When Hobert finally left, Wu Xian lay panting on the man.
"Cloud, are you still not happy? Tell your master why."
"because……"
“Cloud wanted to touch Master’s penis.” She told her second lie.
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