Chapter 12 Water floods the mountain of gold

Chen Sirong bought a bag of medium-deep baked Espress Blend, which has a slightly caramel flavor, reducing the sourness and bitterness in traditional Italian Espress.

Chen Sirong thought that drinking something slightly sweet might ask Caesar and she would relax herself.

She squatted in the cabinet on the ground for a few more minutes, and Caesar's voice came from above: Are you looking for this bag of coffee beans?

Chen Sirong looked up and Caesar took out the bag of coffee beans she bought from the corner of the table.

yes!Chen Sirong stood up with some excitement, why did I forget that I had taken it out?

She was a little dizzy because she stood too hard, but after drinking multiple varieties of alcohol, she began to slowly show her stamina.

Chen Sirong was a little dizzy. She was unstable and her arms were caught by Caesar.

You are not suitable for making coffee tonight.Caesar said.

Chen Sirong hugged Caesar's arm with her backhand, and her whole body was pressed against his arm, and her voice seemed to be pleading: Please don't leave, I can make coffee.If...if it wasn't today, I don't know when I still have a chance to complete the punishment...

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and her lips closed tightly.

Then he looked at Caesar: You didn't hear what I was saying, right?

Caesar looked down at her, her eyes no longer clear, like the mixing of multiple varieties of alcohol she had drunk, and then presented it to her eyes.

But at the same time, there was a sense of firmness in her eyes, and she hugged his arms tightly with both hands and refused to tell him to leave.

Caesar took a very slow breath.

OK, I will stay.

Chen Sirong then laughed.

Unlike the smile she had in the office earlier, she became loose and pretty at this moment.At the same time, it also becomes clingy, like flowing caramel, emitting an unignorable aroma.

Caesar pulled out his arm restrainedly.

Chen Sirong's eyes were sure that he had no intention of leaving, so she immediately began to grind the coffee beans.

She filled the grinder with the coffee beans, covered the lid, and started grinding.

Caesar stood beside her and watched.

His earlier embarrassment had eased, and his mood was a little relaxed at this moment.

Chen Sirong grinds the coffee beans and remembers that he didn't boil water in advance.

You wait.After she said that, she turned around and went to find the kettle.

Caesar suddenly stood there.

Because she speaks Chinese.

Chen Sirong's figure wandered around the house, looked for a kettle from the corner, and then filled it with water to boil it.She prepared the drip kettle and filter paper, filled the coffee powder, just waiting for the water to boil.

In the bedroom, there was a gulp of a kettle.

Chen Sirong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and looked up at Caesar.

She said back to English at this moment: Please wait a moment, the coffee will be ready soon.

Caesar did not answer. Chen Sirong felt a little embarrassed while waiting for the water to boil.

She tried hard to find a topic from Chaos's mind and said:

I hope the teams in the new season can be ranked in the top two.

Caesar looked at her but didn't take her words and asked: Your internship will end in the middle of the season, right?

He asked a question as suddenly.Chen Sirong was stunned for a moment, and thought for a long time before saying: It seems to be true, but I...I'm a little dizzy now and it's not suitable to answer too serious questions.

Caesar asked again: Do you like this job?

Chen Sirong nodded vigorously.

The moment she nodded, her eyes also became wet.Perhaps it was because of alcohol that everything about her now became sensitive.The body is, so is the emotions.

The moment he nodded, Chen Sirong remembered the story of his step by step from that home, the difficulty of coming to Italy alone, and the hard work of going to the shop to work until midnight after work.

The emotions came up very quickly, just the moment she nodded.

Caesar's palm on the edge of the table moved slightly, but he did not go to help Chen Sirong wipe his tears.

Why cry?

Chen Sirong wiped tears with the back of his hand.

I like this job so much, I deserve it, and I have achieved it myself.

She started to shed tears again after she said that.

But the next second I wiped off my tears again and said: Sorry, I seem to have drunk too much.Sara said I always cry after drinking.

Caesar: Who is Sara?

Sara is my friend, she brought me into the circle.

Caesar didn't ask, what circle.

He looked at Chen Sirong.

Because of the tears just now, her eyes and cheeks became slightly red, and transparent tears were wiped through them, and some rubbed against her soft lips.

She was close to him, perhaps she was a little dizzy and could not judge the distance between people.

Caesar felt dry and he needed a cup of coffee.

The water in the kettle was ready, and Chen Sirong went to get it back.

Lift it with one hand and pour it into the funnel.

But she didn't master the strength, so too much water rushed out, and part of it was directly washed down the funnel, and the coffee powder was sprinkled all over the floor, and the other part, she rushed to her left hand.

The boiling boiling water made Chen Sirong scream out in an instant. She almost threw the kettle away. Caesar quickly looked and grabbed the kettle and put it on one side.

Chen Sirong sucked the scalded two fingers in his mouth tightly.

Tears were spinning in my eyes at a rapid speed.

Caesar took her directly to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, pulled out her left hand, and placed it under the intense flow of water.

He hugged her.

Caesar hugged Chen Sirong completely, tightly, without any gap from behind.

Her eyes turned redder and she even closed her eyes.

She was completely drunk and her whole body was resting on Caesar's chest.

The water flow was still washing, and her body was about to slide down.

Caesar stretched out his right arm and circled her waist.

The tiny fluff on her neck, her long soft black hair, her red auricles, and her lips slightly opened to reveal her white teeth.

In the mirror, she was completely controlled by him.

So obedient and so well-behaved.

At the door of the bathroom, there were also her white underwear that she had taken off.

In the small space, Caesar felt that the oxygen was gradually becoming thinner.

Her hands had been rushing for a long enough time, and her hands should no longer hurt.

But Caesar did not raise his hand to turn off the faucet.

He was looking at Chen Sirong in the mirror.

The bathroom was equipped with an incandescent lamp, shining brightly on her, emitting a pure white milk tone.It makes people want to insert their hands into it and feel the softness of the water flow.

My thoughts drifted far away and were suddenly called back by Chen Sirong's voice.

She seemed to have just woken up from that short sleep, but she didn't open her eyes.The words mean a little pleading: I won’t see it, please don’t leave.

A sentence without beginning or end.

Caesar stared at the one she in the mirror and began to speak Chinese again.

Chen Sirong's eyes were closed very tightly and continued: I won't open my eyes, Master.

Caesar's body gradually became stiff.

She no longer knows who is at her home.

Chen Sirong pulled his hand back from under the faucet, hugged Caesar's right arm tightly, and begged again: Master, please don't leave.

I know you are here to come to see me. Grace will be very obedient. I won’t open my eyes or see you.

Caesar settled in place, letting Chen Sirong turn around, pass his hands under his arms, and hug him tightly.

In this way, I won’t see it. Chen Sirong said, “Master, I miss you very much.”

Caesar noticed that the chest of his shirt was slightly wet, and Chen Sirong's voice became even more wet: Master, you...you have never hugged me.I know you don't accept the face-to-face, but, can you hug me today?I'm serious about the punishment you arranged.C…Caesar, he drinks…has he ever drunk coffee?She even asked questions herself.

He drank it, and then Chen Sirong said confidently, "I made coffee for him and burned my hands."Master, she whimpered intermittently, can you... hug me?

Caesar's voice was restrained and slow, and he still asked in English: How can you know that I am your master?

Chen Sirong hugged his arms tighter: It was the feeling, it was Grace's feeling for the master.Only the owner will flush Grace's hands, and only the owner will hold Grace.

She said these words easily, and alcohol was her biggest combustion aid.

Chen Sirong couldn't think, so he also lost the ability to judge the lethality of these words.

Caesar remembered an idiom he learned when he was studying Chinese: It’s a pity.

If there is any moment in his life that can be used to perfectly explain the word, perhaps it is this moment.

He hugged Chen Sirong with his arms back.

Grace.he shouted.

The intimate and invisible way to hold Chen Sirong's body in such an intimate and complete manner is not separated by the distant screen, and it is invisible and invisible.

Only then did I realize how soft she was.

Chen Sirong said: Master, you are hard.

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her left hand and gently covered it with a flat surface.

Her soft, slender fingers could not wrap the entire bulge of her trousers, and she could only slowly rub her up and down to take care of all his feelings.

Caesar knew he should have spoken to stop him, but when he opened his lips, he found that he could not make any sound.

Chen Sirong stroked it carefully for a while and whispered: Master, it is already very big.

Caesar took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: This behavior without permission requires punishment, Grace.He began to speak Chinese.

Chen Sirong's heartbeat: Master, please punish me.

She said, holding Caesar's hand.

Always down, always down.

Skipped under her skirt and followed her delicate and soft thighs to the secret garden without any obstacles.

Master, please punish me.

Caesar pressed gently, and the water was already flooding the mountains of gold.