Chapter 076 | 0076 It will lock the two of them together forever.
Think of a request.
Hobert was the master, so naturally, his words wouldn't be "do it tomorrow." It was a check that could be cashed at will; he was giving Wu Qian the power to overstep her bounds in order to appease her.
Requirements, just requirements.
Hobart didn't add any qualifiers, which means that the dog could say anything—the master is omnipotent, he will always find a way, which is what all the dogs have engraved on their nameplates.
If Wu Xian could have what she wanted, then she should take the opportunity to bring up things her master forbade, like making love. He always said it wasn't the right time, but this promise could steal a little time, and Hobert certainly wouldn't blame her.
This power is so great that it's hard for a naive child not to hesitate and struggle when suddenly crowned with a royal title. It wouldn't be surprising if she made a laughable decision.
Unexpectedly, Wu Xian didn't think for long, or rather, she didn't think at all, and naturally said, "Master, hug me."
Her hair was disheveled, and she lay on her side on the bed, her arm pressing against a pair of tender white breasts. Her wrists were bound, and there were already red marks on them. Her chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing, and a gold chain was even visible between her legs.
Without a doubt, Wu Xian exuded an aura of lust from head to toe.
She called out to her master with those same bright red lips, and before the blush on her face had faded, she couldn't wait to embrace him.
“Cloud, your master will always hug you. You don’t need to ask for it.” Hobert kindly reminded him, as it was his responsibility to comfort her afterwards.
He helped Wu Qian loosen the straps; the lace, originally intended for underwear, was no longer wearable, and Hobert casually stuffed it into his morning robe pocket.
"I know, but I just want my master to hold me. You only asked for one request, and I chose the one I wanted most right now. Isn't that right?"
There was nothing wrong with it, but this request, these words, made the old vampire's stagnant heart start beating again. Hobert had to restrain himself and spare some energy to deal with the emotions that were almost overwhelming him.
Even when he was still human, Hobart had never felt such heart palpitations. No, he had, when he first met her, when he was communicating with her.
It's all because of Wu Xian.
Too abrupt, too rare, too enthusiastic.
His gaze was dark and unfathomable as he stared at Wu Xian, a swirling undercurrent of emotion within.
Wu Xian hadn't noticed anything amiss with her master yet; she swung her little legs, eagerly awaiting a hug.
She is indeed greedy, but also capricious. The most important thing is to be happy in this moment, and she will not regret wasting an opportunity.
Since it's a gift, it shouldn't be Wu Xian who takes the initiative. Hobert can't just sit by the bed and wait for Wu Xian to climb onto his lap. He has to take the initiative and pick up the child who is already limp on the bed.
Wu Xian wasn't heavy; she was very thin. Moreover, she possessed superhuman strength. The combination of these two factors made the movement both easy and difficult.
How could he lift the feather without breaking it and letting it fly away? He had to be careful not to hurt the treasure in his arms.
However, this solemnity and caution would not be revealed to Wu Xian; all the little dog saw was its owner gently placing her on his lap.
Wu Qian slipped into Hobert's morning robe, entering from below and emerging from the opening like a pullover. The soft fabric successfully accommodated both of them, but the tailor-made size still posed a challenge, and Wu Qian was tightly wrapped up.
She moved slowly upwards, as if crawling into a tunnel where babies had been born, except that Hobart was cold, and unlike Hobart, it was reassuring.
No one asked Wu Xian if she wanted to crawl out of Lady Wu's belly, nor did anyone give her a blessing. But she crawled out of Hobert's morning robe willingly. She knew that once she got through this brief darkness and reached the opening, her master would give her a rewarding kiss.
"Master," she murmured, and her master would bring her light and help her squeeze out the darkness.
He smoothed Wu Xian's hair, not at all angry at her unrestrained and bizarre behavior, and simply asked, "Is this how you want to be held, Cloud?"
Wu Xian nodded, clinging to Hobert as if she were hidden in a sac. She lay naked and boneless on her master, letting out strange sighs.
The master had no heartbeat, but Wu Qian could hear a thunderous thumping sound; it turned out to be her own heartbeat disturbed by Hobert's abnormal heartbeat.
"Is it the same for the master?" she asked abruptly.
“The master is the same,” Hobart replied, “the master loves you even more than Cloud thinks.”
Wu Xian said she wanted a hug, but no one can deny that a hug is a process that requires two people to complete and that involves mutual exchange.
Hobert hugged Wuxian, and Wuxian hugged Hobert.
For the first time in a thousand years, he felt distressed that vampires had no heartbeat. He had lost a way to express his emotions. This man, who was always high above, actually envied the physiological characteristics of food that had not evolved completely.
But as the owner, he also cannot show negative emotions when comforting the puppy.
Hobart could only take another box from his pocket, which contained the same thin chain as the one in the black silk.
Tie it to the puppy's ankle and Hopper told Ussling, "This is a chain, don't take it off."
It would bind the two together forever; that's the meaning Hobart gave it.
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The puppy hit a straight shot that dealt 10,000 damage to Hobart.
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