Chapter 53: Going to the arms

Chen Sirong has stopped masturbating for a long time.

When you feel sexual desire, when your hand touches the toy, it will release it in the next second.

Because when you want to have sex, you will think of your master.

The dull pain in the heart would overwhelm her floating sexual desire in an instant.

Many times, she could only lie in bed powerlessly, with no way to deny or erase it. She missed the two nights she was with her master.

Unparalleled tremor, an incomparable experience.

After the spirit and body were sent to the peak, the small toy in his hand that was soft but not warm became a compromise.

Of course, there is another reason.

For a long time in the past, Chen Sirong immersed himself in a state of almost paralysis, as if he was sneaking in the sea, naturally closing his eyes and listening, isolating the dull pain from his heart.

Only by burying all her sensitive and delicate thoughts into the frozen snow layer was she able to return to work so firmly.Cut off all love and cut off all pain.

As the fleet flew around the world, Caesar completely withdrew from her private life, his work was so smooth that it was unreasonable, and he had so many kind and friendly colleagues around him.

The fear and shame of that day seemed to slowly fade and disappear in time.

Chen Sirong was very sure that Caesar would not hold on to her handle and threaten her, nor would he despise her as much as she maliciously thought about it at the beginning.

What's more, this night was so beautiful.

Chen Sirong's heart was so beautiful that it was trembling and shaking involuntarily.

The tides of waves made the most suitable background music for this night. They chanted lightly and moaned softly, causing Chen Sirong to shake off the last line of defense in his heart.

The ice and snow melted, and then the red, pounding and fresh heart reappeared.

The soft red velvet cake is moist and sweet, and the thin coat of frosting melts into the warm mouth and then goes down the esophagus and enters the long-awaited stomach.

Chen Sirong couldn't help but burst into a low voice: It's really delicious!

James glanced at him: It seems to be, it looks even better than what I usually bought in a cake shop!

Chen Sirong also focused on the key points.

So delicious, so happy.

Chen Sirong put one hand on the table and the fork in the other, and his body swayed happily.

In the restaurant, there were rural folk songs that Chen Sirong had never heard of before. She closed her eyes and carefully tasted the delicious cake.

Drinks are naturally inevitable.

Chen Sirong knew that she could not drink a variety of alcohol, otherwise it would cause serious consequences, so she only had a glass of local Fiji specialty rum.

The amber-caramel-colored wine has a distinctive tropical fruit flavor and smoky oak flavor. It is spicy and yet sweet.

After eating the cake, she began to sip the wine in her hand carefully. James had already gone to the beach to go to the sea with other colleagues.

The lights in the restaurant extend to the sea, and Chen Sirong can sit in the restaurant and watch leisurely.

Soon, most people lie down at the beach with their glasses.

The summer nights in Fiji are cool and humid, and lying on the beach with a glass of wine is a paradise on earth.

The restaurant gradually became quiet. Chen Sirong's face was a little hot, and her eyes kept smiling slightly.

Her body and brain are completely relaxed, sometimes closing her eyes and sometimes opening them.

It was not until the cup in his hand was empty, Chen Sirong got up from the chair and walked slowly to the bar, but he saw that there was still someone sitting at the bar.

He seemed to have just finished the phone call, and the seriousness on his face disappeared the moment he saw her coming.

Chen Sirong asked casually: Why didn’t you go to the beach?

Caesar ordered a glass of soda at the bar.

Ask her back: Why didn’t you go to the beach?

Chen Sirong was quiet for a while, laughed, and turned around and ordered another glass of rum.

I'm overloaded.She said.

Because I was so happy tonight?Caesar asked.

Chen Sirong nodded, yes, so he needs to stop it and prevent the extreme joy from causing sorrow.

As she spoke, the end of her eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of her mouth were a little wet due to drinking.

In the quiet restaurant, music was flowing slowly, and the dim lights were like magic carpets with magic spells, gently draped on her body.

She didn't know what she looked like today.

A goose yellow suspender skirt with light florals, with thin shoulder straps outlined on her thin and slender shoulders, and the hem ends in the middle of her thighs, bringing an irresistible sense of vigor.

The long black hair scattered on her snow-white shoulders as she cried emotionally. Under the bright yellow light, some colors brought the ultimate contrast.

The skin was almost white and the crying eyes were naturally drawn with red eyeliner.

She didn't know what she was like tonight.

At this moment, my face flushed slightly when I was drinking, and I stood here to talk to him.

Of course she was not drunk, and she spoke slowly when she spoke to him. She was both a little slow and cautious in her thinking, and she was unwilling to say anything wrong.

Caesar's breathing slowed down and he received the soda.Take a sip and the cold soda water slides down the hot chest.

Happy birthday, Grace.He said again.

Chen Sirong pursed her lips and smiled.

You just said it.

Yes, but now it represents me personally.Caesar put the cup back to the bar and knocked it out with a crisp sound.

Chen Sirong's rum was also delivered at this moment. She held the wine glass with her fingers and was about to leave.

The voice of Caesar sounded again at this moment: Is it delicious?

Chen Sirong was stunned for a moment and nodded immediately.

You can try it...oh, no, are you not drinking?

I don't drink.Caesar said.

Is it allergic?

No, Caesar said, in fact, it seems more like a self-punishment.

Under the quiet light, his tone of speaking was no different, but Chen Sirong vaguely tasted a little depressed.

The legs that were about to walk became heavy at this moment, and she gently lowered the cup in her hand.

Chen Sirong actually never forgot about his mother at that time.I remember the time he was distracted by his mother at the airport, and the second time they were their anger.

Later, the master and Caesar merged into one, and everything was answered.

At that time, he was in the dilemma of his family, but they quickly separated, and Chen Sirong had no way of caring and obligation.

Now, she recalled this old thing again.

Maybe it is at this moment that the scene is clearly defined as non-working hours, or maybe it is drinking to enhance people's courage, or maybe his lonely expression at this moment makes people love their hearts.

Chen Sirong was silent for a while, and asked.

What happened to you...mother?As soon as she finished speaking, she added, if you feel offended, you don’t have to answer me.

But Caesar picked up the cup and asked her if she would mind going outside for a while.

Chen Sirong nodded, knowing that he didn't want others to hear these private matters.

The two then walked out of the restaurant.

On the beach, many colleagues gathered together to drink, and the two walked along the coastline bypassing crowded places.

My mother was calling me just now.He said.

Chen Sirong remembered the expression on his face at the beginning and knew it.

Although it is a bit difficult to speak of, my father's behavior is indeed harassing her.

I remember the news said that your father and mother separated very early.

yes.

Chen Sirong didn't know what he should say, and any comfort seemed useless.And silence makes her seem incompetent.

Grace.But Caesar suddenly called her name softly.

Chen Sirong turned to see him.

How about working during this period?

He clearly had a normal tone, and there was no intention of overcoming the problem. However, at this moment, Chen Sirong's heart beat again, and a feeling of being too familiar made a comeback, causing her arms to tighten.

How are the work pressures recently?

The master once asked her this.

Fortunately, the night was heavy, and Chen Sirong turned her head to look at the sea.

Very good, everyone is very good.

The wind blew her long hair high, and her shoulders and neck seemed to have lost their support in an instant and became empty.

What about your recent life?He asked again.

Chen Sirong took a deep breath and said: It's also very good.

The two walked side by side in the quiet sea breeze.

It is not far or near.The swing of the body brings distance and distance, like a saw blade pulling on the heart.

Chen Sirong raised his hand and stuffed the wine in his hand.

The spicy food filled her mouth and chest in an instant. She tried hard to swallow, and swallowed all the emotions that were ready to move at this moment.

And you?Chen Sirong's voice turned brighter again, and she even smiled, did you find a new person?

Caesar stopped.

They walked far away, there were no more restaurants, no more lights, no more crowds.

Caesar looked at Chen Sirong quietly, his eyes gradually adapting to the darkness, and her blurry face gradually became clear at this moment.

Grace, I don't.And you?He asked.

Chen Sirong looked at him and felt a little dazed.

That day, when they were dancing by the beach, did the owner look at her like this?

Is it so straightforward, passionate and loving?

Is the owner laughing while dancing?

Will the master become hot when kissing her?

Caesar's face was sometimes blurred and clear in Chen Sirong's eyes.

Sometimes he is Caesar who has nothing to do with her, and sometimes he is the master who is close to her.

Sometimes, their faces overlap, filling the gap in Chen Sirong's mind.

Sometimes, she looked at them from a high place.

His face was extremely clear, and Chen Sirong was on his lap.

The cup fell into the soft sand, and Chen Sirong's body swayed slightly.

She choked and said: I am not as bad as you.

How could I find a new owner? Why should I get my heart sent out?

The squeezed, surging, and ready-to-move feelings grow wildly in the silent darkness. At this moment, looking at each other becomes a kind of restraint that is more obvious.

A rational person knows to stagger his eyes and cut off all wrong paths.

But no one moved a little while the tide was rising and falling.

It shouldn't have been chatting with him as if nothing had happened, nor should there be any soft-hearted feelings, nor should it have been recalled the warmth of being held in his arms at this moment.

He was not close enough for her to turn and leave.

But Chen Sirong still didn't move and slowly closed her eyes.

The next moment, she was hugged and wrapped.

The master is back, the master is back.

The arms instinctively clung upwards and hugged the owner's neck.Tears are mixed in the tangled lips and teeth. Reunion after a long time is better than reappearance of nectar. How can you let go once you get close?

The body fluid overflowed during the intense sucking, and Chen Sirong would not let go.

Deficiency of oxygen brings rapid ups and downs in the chest and also brings the pleasure of dying.

The master's arm was like a copper wall and iron wall tightly imprisoned her, her body embedded in her body, and her heart beats her heart.

My lips were sucked until they were slightly swollen, and the tip of my tongue was tangled, making it difficult to separate and resolve.

The long black hair was wet, like magical vines tangled around the cheeks and necks of the two.

Her body followed her instinctively rubbed her master's lower abdomen, looking forward to her master's deep penetration of fingers.

And the master's kiss stopped at the moment when she was about to move down from her neck.

Her nasal cavity was filled with painful and happy urging, but Caesar's arm was tense and stopped moving at this moment.

We must not repeat the same mistakes, and we must never repeat the same mistakes.

My mother called and asked Caesar to help persuade his father.

After Mlly returned, his father's behavior became more and more absurd.

Caesar was initially painful and angry, and then gradually let go.

My father may have fallen from Caesar's sacred platform and no longer has guiding significance.He defined his father's behavior as harassment.

But at this moment, what is the difference between him and his father?

If he had drunk too, he would never just hold Mlly's handbag.

He would quickly take her back to the hotel and would tell her to continue to immerse herself in her dreams without saying a word.He endured it for so long, for so long.

At this moment, she threw herself into her arms.

He would take off her clothes, jammed her neck and prevent her from breathing smoothly, and his soft breasts would be slapped into the bright red, and his snow-white legs would be pushed in front of her.

I don't want to be patient anymore, I don't want to wait anymore.

He would fill himself completely and without reservation with his three fingers in his vagina.

Confirm that it belongs to his Grace, confirm that it belongs to his Grace, confirm that it belongs to his Grace.

At the end, give her a bath.

Then lock her in the room.

The blazing flames could easily burn his sanity, but he did not drink tonight.

He only drank a glass of soda without flavor, and he was more sober and sane than ever.

Chen Sirong, who was soft and hot, was held in his arms, was also gently released by him.

The cold air filled the gap between them in an instant, and he raised his hand to sort out her hair and skirt.

His fingers slashed across her cheeks without touching them.

The kiss was as hot as a ball of explosive flame, but it was as short as a shooting star.

But he didn't want to and shouldn't repeat the same mistakes.

Caesar stepped back and said slowly:

Grace, you're drunk.I'll ask someone to send you back.