Chapter 115 | 0115 Who were you just seducing?
Ivan was incredulous when he stepped into Hobart’s house again.
Harold, known as the tyrant, sat on the ground with an air of superiority, playing chess with Wu Qian, while Hobert sat on the other side, turning the pages of a book.
What a happy and harmonious family!
Ivan almost suspected that he had stepped into some kind of illusion set up by an enemy again, but his vampire instincts told him that it was real.
Hobart and Harold shook hands and made peace, with Hobart willing to back down.
"Ivan!" It was Wu Qian's voice. She was unhappy because the surrounding light was blocked, and she called out to remind him. The puppy, who had always worn his emotions on his face since being with Hobert, was now frowning, clearly urging him on.
She was so beautiful that her delicate face even exuded an aggressive quality, an aggressiveness that was only in relation to vampires. Even Ivan, a vampire who had not felt any desire for many years, would have the illusion that "she was the one destined for him" when he faced her.
Carol, who had taught him before, often called out Wu Qian's name.
"Ivan?" Wu Xian called out again.
she……
"Come here." Ivan's thoughts were interrupted by the voice.
Hobert closed the book and took Ivan to the study. As they went upstairs, Ivan turned around and saw Wu Xian being kissed in Harold's arms. The wild male protagonist turned his head and stared at the peeping tom with a warning look.
"Are you happy?"
In comparison, asking Hobart would be a better choice, not because he is kind and tolerant, but because the man is too arrogant and doesn't care much about many things.
"If you have companionship in the monotonous life ahead, Ivan, you will too..."
"I'm very happy."
The puppy should settle down naturally, and a stable triangle shape makes the relationship last longer.
Ivan asked no more questions and lowered his head to report official business to Hobart.
As they came downstairs, Wu Qian had already rushed into Hobert's arms, speaking in a sweet, sugary voice about how much she missed him and how much she liked him. Ivan could tell that Hobert was indeed in a good mood at that moment, and his emotions were even outwardly displayed.
He left the space where the three of them were.
...
Wu Xian lay on the coffee table, biting her nails and whimpering. Her skirt was lifted up, revealing her snow-white buttocks.
Harold steadily inserted the gem-shaped chess pieces into her vagina. She couldn't take it after about two pieces; the sharp edges of the chess pieces were too prominent, scraping against the passage. Just a little pushing in was enough to make her squirt.
"Who were you seducing just now?"
The man's hand rested on her buttocks, the icy touch causing her to tremble and tighten her soft flesh. But it was precisely because of this that the flag inside her vagina was gripped even tighter, and Wu Xian let out a weak and pitiful moan.
"Cloud, I'm asking you a question, why won't you answer?"
Hobert sat down beside her. Even sitting at the coffee table, the man moved with elegance. He bent down slightly to stroke Wu Xian's cheek and brush the hair behind her ear. This gentle gesture made the puppy tremble.
"without……"
With a slap, a clear outline was left on Wu Qian's buttocks. "You mean, I'm framing you."
"Ivan, it's Ivan! I was just teasing him! I'm sorry, Harold, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Master, boohoo!"
Wu Xian is such a fickle little dog. After resolving the conflict between Harold and Hobert, she did breathe a sigh of relief, but what followed was the disappearance of her thrilling, stolen feelings.
The pleasure she had previously experienced while lingering between her master and her lover had diminished considerably. It wasn't that Wu Xian particularly liked Ivan; she was simply doing this on purpose to anger her master and Harold.
Now she pitifully rests her chin on Hobert's lap, saying she was wrong and begging for forgiveness, ignoring the furious Harold, which is clearly adding fuel to the fire.
Hobert gently stroked her head. "You're such a restless and greedy child."
The master saw through it...
"Wu Qian, are you out of your mind?!"
Harold didn't notice and slapped her on the bottom again. The puppy was roughly pulled up from the coffee table, its chin pinched and its body locked.
He looked furious.
Harold didn't realize that... the puppy was about to be punished...
"It's already leaking?" A magnetic voice whispered in Wu Qian's ear, and she couldn't resist burying her head in Harold's chest muscles. "Mmm..."
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