Chapter 45 The building will collapse

The master left the bathroom before her.

In front of the huge mirror, Chen Sirong took off his wet eye mask.

Her hair was sucked in water and hung heavily in front of her.

Chen Sirong was dizzy for a moment, and she didn't know how all this got to this point.In the misty bathroom, she reached out to touch the cold mirror.

A small piece of Qingming Festival was wiped out, and Chen Sirong saw himself again from the mirror.

Then, his eyes quickly blurred and hot tears fell out.

She was naked in front of herself.

All thoughts have nowhere to hide, and all desires have no clear view.

And there is no commitment to emotions in their relationship.

Chen Sirong lost a lot on this night full of pain.

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After coming out of the bathroom, Chen Sirong did not wear an eye mask anymore.

She knew the master would leave the bedroom for her.

There was a new white nightgown on the bed, and Chen Sirong quietly put it on.

There is a message from the owner on the phone.

C: Sorry, Grace.I still have to apologize to you solemnly again.

Chen Sirong knelt on the soft carpet, lying beside the bed.

Grace: In my heart, the master did nothing wrong, but I accept the master’s apology.

Chen Sirong sent the message and paused for a while.

Grace: But, the master really doesn't have to worry too much about my...ass.Because it doesn't hurt anymore.I think I was shocked by myself.

C: The doctor does say so.

Chen Sirong was stunned.

Grace: Doctors really say that?

C: Yes.

Chen Sirong looked at the screen of the phone and suddenly laughed.

Her tears were still half hanging on her cheeks, and she looked a little funny at this moment.

She wiped the tears from her cheeks completely and sent another message.

Grace: I just knew.

C: Not next time.

Grace: It’s not because of the master, it’s because I thought of the unpleasant experience before.I've been hurt by tools, so I'm a little scared.But actually the belt doesn't hurt.

C: I'm sorry, Grace.

Chen Sirong no longer wanted to continue her master's guilt, so she changed the subject.

Grace: What else did the doctor say?

C: You are a little malnourished.

Grace: I didn't have much lunch at noon.

C: Why?

Grace: I am afraid that my belly will bulge and that my clothes will not look good.

C: Grace, you are beautiful.

Why does the master always say this? He said something to praise himself without any burden.

Chen Sirong's eyes, which had finally calmed down, were easily warmed up again.

Grace: Is your belly beautiful even if you have a bulging belly?

C: I haven't seen it before, let me see it later.

Grace: What does it mean?

C: Dinner will be delivered to the room later, eat more, Grace.

Chen Sirong's nose was sore and swollen.

Grace: Master, I want to confess something to you.

C: Please say it.

Chen Sirong took a deep breath and wrote the message with a heavy face.

Grace: When I kissed you, I found a scar at the end of your left eyebrow.

C: Yes, I suffered a little injury.

Grace: Does it hurt, master?

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while.

C: Before you ask, no.

Chen Sirong's tears fell on the screen of her phone.

Grace: Why was it injured?

C: I had a little argument with my family.

Chen Sirong stopped asking.

Grace: You just called me Sifeng, Chen Sifeng.It's because of reality in life, you call me Grace more, right?

C: You are very smart, Grace.

Chen Sirong couldn't help it anymore.

Grace: Master, you know what that means.

C: Yes, Grace.

I know what this means.

You have heard me speak and know my height and appearance, and whether the scars on my eyebrows will disappear for a while.

Next time, you will recognize me when you meet me in reality in life.

The owner calmly narrated the scene of their next encounter in reality, but Chen Sirong seemed to be hit by a bombshell and could not calm down for a long time.

Grace: Master, will we meet again?

The host knew that the meeting she was talking about was meeting as Dm and Sub like last time and this time.

C: Grace, if you want.

The master said, if you want.Instead, yes, Grace.We will meet again.

Even the master was unable to confirm whether Chen Sirong could still be sure of whether he could still be sure of her when Chen Sirong recognized her in reality in life. Chen Sirong would definitely like him.

Chen Sirong's brain was almost difficult to operate anymore, and a heavy and unclearable emotion was entangled in her heart like a thread.

Breathing becomes difficult, heartbeat becomes difficult, and even the ability to continue the conversation is infinitely deprived.

Chen Sirong sat on the carpet for a long time and heard the sound of someone walking in outside the bedroom.

She then came to her senses and saw the news about the owner on her phone.

C: Please eat more, Grace.Let me see your bulging belly later.

Chen Sirong pursed her lips tightly and went back to the news.

Grace: Grace will eat a lot, please eat more.

C: OK, sure.

Chen Sirong pushed open the bedroom door and walked to the living room.

The living room was brightly lit, and all the doors that were opened before and after when I came earlier were closed.There was warm heating flowing in the room and everything seemed peaceful.

Chen Sirong walked to the dining table, with authentic Italian food on the table.There are a wide variety of products, but each type does not have much weight, so Chen Sirong can taste as much flavor as possible.

Chen Sirong sat on the soft chair and tasted the supper seriously.

The bulging belly is a state that is contrary to sex.It greatly reduces sexual attraction and pulls people's attention back to the human being's own state of existence.

Chen Sirong felt that in her relationship with her master, sex would be more important than her.

It’s not that she feels inferior, but that DS itself will pay more attention to sex, so she respects the priority of sex.

But the owner told her: Please eat more, Grace.Let me see your bulging belly later.

The master dropped the priority between them back to Grace itself.

He hopes that Chen Sirong will take good care of himself first, and he cares more about Chen Sirong.

Chen Sirong almost made herself stop thinking hard, and she even hoped that her master had said or done anything that hurt her.

But, nothing was there.

The master did nothing to make her sad from beginning to end.

These carefully prepared meals, the comfortable space they freed up, and the first message they sent to her after getting back their phone was another solemn apology.

Emotions are like the sea water at high tide, burying Chen Sirong deeply again and again.

Chen Sirong ate a lot obediently, and her belly bulged high.

She waited patiently for a while before sending a message to her master.

Grace: Master, have you finished eating?

C: Yes, what about you?

Grace: I was very full and I asked the owner to check Grace's belly later.

C: Then let’s do it now.

Grace: Do I want to go back to the bedroom?

C: Waiting for me in the restaurant with a blindfold.

Grace: What to do?

C: Come out to digest food.

Grace: Where to go?

C: By the sea.

Chen Sirong jogged back to the bedroom and took out his eye mask.

Then, he ran back to the restaurant and sat on the chair and put on his eye mask.

The owner's footsteps rang shortly after.

No matter how many times he has experienced it, whenever the eye mask is brought to his master's footsteps, Chen Sirong's heartbeat will still be uncontrollably accelerated.

The toes on the floor were slightly tensed, and I noticed that the master was gently holding his hand.

Chen Sirong stood up and followed the owner out.

A door was gently opened, and the damp and slightly cool water vapor couldn't wait to cover Chen Sirong's body.

She shivered slightly, and the master stopped.

The owner's hand was released, and Chen Sirong held it tightly again the next second.

Master, you keep holding Grace and Grace won't be cold.

Chen Sirong held her hands tightly, and her determination was very firm.

The master was silent for a while and said: OK.

Then, he took Chen Sirong out of the house.

The sound of the sea water was no longer blocked, and it entered Chen Sirong's ears one by one.

Chen Sirong didn't wear shoes, and at this moment he was barefoot and was deeply trapped in the soft and delicate beach.

The master took her slowly towards the beach.

The soft and dry sand slowly became hard and cold, and finally, the warm sea water disappeared over Chen Sirong's instep.

The sea breeze blew her soft skirt tightly against her body, and Chen Sirong turned around and hugged the master without saying a word.

The master's palm was very warm, slowly descending from her shoulder blades, holding her waist.Then he gently stroked Chen Sirong's belly with one hand.

Chen Sirong buried her head in the owner's chest and asked in a muffled voice: Do the owner like this too?

The owner said: I like it.

Chen Sirong didn't want to cry anymore.

Does the owner like Chen Sirong?

yes.

Chen Sirong wanted to ask, what kind of like do you like?

Does Dm like Sub?Or maybe there are some other favorites?

But she couldn't ask.

She has no qualifications, no position, no evidence to ask such words.

Of course, there is no courage.

The owner wanted to take Chen Sirong to walk by the beach, but Chen Sirong tightly wrapped around him.

She didn't speak or did anything.

After a moment of silence, the master asked: Are you dancing?

Chen Sirong squeezed out suspicion from his sad mood: Huh?

It can be held by you and can also digest food.

As the master said, he let go of Chen Sirong's right hand, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

As soon as the prelude was released, Chen Sirong burst into tears in an instant.

The eye mask became heavy, but Chen Sirong's body became light and fluttering.

The master said: Please step on my feet, Grace.

Chen Sirong modified what she said. When she first dating, she said that it was the happiest day in her life.

Today, she gave the happiest day in her life to this moment.

The master's broad chest wrapped and melted her.

The barefoots stomped on the owner's insteps, and the warm sea water washed their calves again and again.

The master almost hugged her and lifted her up in front of him.

Chen Sirong's cheeks were tightly pressed against the owner's cheek, and his arms were like self-conscious vines tangled tightly around the owner's neck.

The happiest day in my life.

She is afraid it will be the last day, too.

Every lyrics in the music, Chen Sirong is like a carved in his heart.

Is this song actually written for them, or why is every lyrics called Chen Sirong crying?

The day she wanted to find her master, the master suddenly spoke out from the group that had disappeared for many years.

When she was hesitating, Sara sent her a firm recommendation.

In the first video, they were almost on the brink of division.

His out of control and her doubts, by chance, pushed the relationship between the two even deeper.

She once easily reached the peak in her master's words and kisses, confirming that he was her Special One.

At this moment, you can see your heart clearly and know that love and pain have always been together.

Will the master respond to her?

How will the master respond to her?

DS with unrealistic feelings, Chen Sirong knew that she would go to the end of destruction.

But...but...

When the lyrics are in the song, it is sing again:

When I felt smething special abut yu... the owner turned his head slightly and kissed Chen Sirong's lips soaked in tears.

Chen Sirong's tears fell like rain, and her body shook like a sieve.

She thought, what does it matter?What does it matter?

The building will collapse.

They all know that after this time, they will definitely recognize each other in reality.

An explosion always happens, but no one can guarantee what kind of relationship she and her master will become after the explosion.

Become closer together, or completely move towards an irreversible strange path?

It’s better to be honest with the owner before the ivory tower built by the owner and her collapse.

Treat it as a sacrifice to this relationship.

Chen Sirong doesn’t regret it, Chen Sirong doesn’t regret it.

She cut her bleeding heart from her chest without reservation, held it on her hands, and offered it to her master.

Chen Sirong struggled to withdraw from his master's kiss. In the surging tide, she heard her choking and firmly saying:

Master, I'm sorry to say this, but...

I think I'm in love with you.

In the sea breeze, Chen Sirong could hardly stand firm anymore.Her voice shattered in the sea breeze, but remained firm:

But, please don't worry, master.

I do not ask for any response from you.

Please, be sure not to reply to me.