Chapter 27 Eating Strawberries

If Chen Sirong could only believe in one person in this world, she would choose to be the master.

Chen Sirong is willing to believe everything his master said.

He said: My dear Grace.

Chen Sirong looked at these three words and felt a little drunk and fluttering.

She opened her lips and chanted these three words silently, and imagined that one day the master would call her face to face: My dear Grace.

Unlimited pity love, infinite pampering.

The tears had already stopped unknowingly, and the master sent another message.

C: Have the tears stopped?

Chen Sirong pursed her lips and pretended to be innocent: I didn’t cry again, who cried?

C: Is that true?Then were you lying to me to confess just now?

Grace: Yes, I didn’t expect that my master had such poor self-control and almost wanted to stir up my temper.

C: What does stir-fry mean?

Chen Sirong smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed, and her fingers happily typed: You don’t know if you are a Chinese.

The owner did not come back, and Chen Sirong sent another message.

Grace: The hype means fucking.

C: You like more violent sex.

Grace: A little bit, I'll be scared if I'm bleeding.

C: I will ask you before doing anything, just like today.

Grace: What, I didn't say I wanted to have sex with you.

C: Is that true?What I got today's fingers are not this answer.

Chen Sirong's cheeks were so red that they were almost bleeding.

Grace: I don't understand.

C: It seems that typing limits your comprehension ability, so please open the video, Grace.

Chen Sirong paused with her quick sliding fingers.

Grace: I'll go wear a dress.

C: There is your nightgown in the closet.

Chen Sirong knew that she saw it.

The phone was thrown lightly on the sofa, and Chen Sirong ran to the closet barefoot, which contained the red velvet nightgown she had seen earlier.

Slim shoulder straps, deep V-neck, and the hem of the skirt can't even cover her butt.

Chen Sirong put his phone on the ground, took a look up at the perspective, and then opened the video.

The master's picture is black as always, but in Chen Sirong's picture, you can clearly see her legs and the buttocks that cannot be covered by her skirt.

She twisted her butt in front of the camera like a little rabbit, and then heard the owner say to her: Pick up the phone.

It's abominable that she doesn't comment on her dance!

Chen Sirong pretended to be angry, picked up his phone and pointed it at his face.

The master was quiet for a while, as if he was looking carefully before he came to a conclusion.

I'm really not crying anymore.

I didn't cry at all.

At the other end of the camera, Chen Sirong heard the owner's short sound of breath, as if he was laughing.

After lunch, take a break.

What about the master?Chen Sirong asked.

I'm next door to you.

Is it yours next door?

yes.

There is no sub in that room, right?

Why do you ask this?

Reasonable speculation.

You can come and have a look.

Really?

Of course, but if you don't find a second Sub, your butt will be punished on your behalf.

I won't go!You will hide it!

Chen Sirong's mood was already coaxed to the sky by his master's words, and now he is very reckless.

Then I can only worship first!She waved her hand to the camera, "Who told you that you don't want me to know who you are!"

Would you really want to know who I am?But the master continued to ask.

Chen Sirong paused for a moment and nodded seriously.

The master asked again: Is it because of curiosity?

Chen Sirong shook her head: No, I don’t want to be curious about the secret that the owner is unwilling to share.However, if you know who the master is, you can keep looking in the master's eyes, you can see the master's smile happily because of me, and you can see the master's desire to lose control because of me.You can hear the master's voice, and you can listen to the master's voice in person that he wants to press me on the bed, jamm my neck, and fuck me hard.

Her expression was so serious.

There was no sound on the other end of the camera for a long time.

Chen Sirong smiled.

But I will wait until the day the owner is willing to do so.Chen Sirong didn't want this topic to slide into the awkward abyss. She clicked until she said, "I'm going to rest for a while now. Will we meet after lunch, master?"

Yes.He said.

Chen Sirong smiled happily at the camera.

See you later, Master.

Chen Sirong hung up the phone.

The negative emotions in her body just now quickly disappeared without a trace. She climbed onto the sofa and curled up and closed her eyes to rest.

Not long after, a sound came from the living room door.Chen Sirong lay on the sofa without moving, but someone soon knocked on the bedroom door.

The person who came was an English-speaking woman, who said she was here to help Chen Sirong change the bed sheets.

Chen Sirong hurriedly found a wide bathrobe in the closet before he dared to open the door.

All the original utensils on the bed were replaced with new ones, and she was still the only one left in the apartment.

She was already hungry and sat in the living room and feasted at the food.

The scenery outside the living room is great. Near the apartment is the dense high-rise building in the city center. Looking further to the horizon, there are lush forests and mountains.

The sky was blue like a blue one, like Chen Sirong's mood at this moment.

After she had enough food, she went to the bathroom to wash up in a happy mood, and then lay on the clean and tidy bed.

His face slightly fell on the soft pillow, and he seemed to float into the clouds.

Fingers typing quickly on the screen.

Grace: I've finished it.

C: Do you hope I'll pass now?

Grace: What else do you need to do in the afternoon?

C: Are you tired?There is no need to say I am not tired to accommodate.

Grace: I'm tired, my body seems to be falling apart.

C: Then go to bed in the afternoon.

Grace: Where is the master?

C: What do you want me to do?

Chen Sirong restrained the smile on the corner of her mouth.

Grace: Can you come and take a nap with me?Sujue.

C: What does Sujue mean?

Why don’t you know this?Chen Sirong held back her laughter and complained to herself.

Grace: A slutty sleep means sleeping without sex, while a slutty sleep means sleeping with sex.Master, why have you never heard of this?

C: Have you ever heard of ripe strawberries?

Grace: What does it mean?

C: Refers to Grace's butt being beaten red because she challenged her master's bottom line.

What's it!

Chen Sirong rolled on the bed and let out a cat-like clamor, but her mouth couldn't help but rise high and exhaled a slightly hot breath.

Grace: Sleep, don't disturb.

C: OK, noon.I'll go in and eat strawberries later.

Grace: Your butt is already ready, you can't eat strawberries.

C: Is that right? Then I'll make sure later.

Chen Sirong could no longer bear the smile in her heart. She closed her cell phone, rolled around on the bed, and buried her laughter in the quilt.

How could you be so happy?How could he be so happy?

No matter what he said, the master would answer her seriously.

I will patiently comfort and coax her, and will also make her happy like this.

The feeling of being taken seriously and caring.

Chen Sirong turned into an increasingly swollen pink foam, floating to the sky.

The troubles after the meal came soon, and Chen Sirong got into the quilt, but the light was still left.

She put on her eye mask and prepared to wait for her master to come while sleeping.

About ten minutes later, she heard the door outside open.

The owner's steps were very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, and the door to the bedroom opened.

Chen Sirong held his expression in a restrained manner and pretended to be asleep.But his ears listened carefully to the owner's movements.

Soon, the master came to her bed.

The quilt on her body was carefully lifted open, and Chen Sirong was not wearing underwear, so she could see her slightly red buttocks by gently pulling her nightgown.

I said I won't be popular anymore, right?She closed her eyes and suddenly spoke slowly. Can the owner not eat strawberries today?

The big hand gently pinched her buttocks, and a coquettish sound came from Chen Sirong's nose.

The owner pulled her skirt and covered Chen Sirong with a quilt.

His footsteps were getting farther and Chen Sirong heard the sound of turning off the lights.

But the owner did not walk to the other side of the bed, but still walked to Chen Sirong's side.

Chen Sirong noticed that his master's slow breath was on her face.

The master squatted beside her.

Master...don't sleep?Chen Sirong hesitated.

No one answered.

The master has something to say to me?

What does the master... want to do?

As soon as Chen Sirong finished speaking, the next second, she noticed that her eye mask had been taken off.

She was so scared that she immediately covered her eyes, but the master moved her hand away.

Her eyelids were gently touched by the owner twice, and Chen Sirong slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, she knew the practical use of red velvet curtains.

The thick curtain cloth turned the bedroom almost completely black. Even though the two of them were facing each other at this moment, Chen Sirong couldn't see the owner's face clearly.

Chen Sirong couldn't help but sit up with some excitement. She held the master's face with both hands and whispered: Do you want to sleep with me now?

The master shook his head.

Is there anything else to do?

The master nodded.

You don't have to eat strawberries, right?

The master nodded again.

Chen Sirong murmured: But my butt is all right, you can't... you can't eat strawberries anymore

Chen Sirong's voice was forcibly cut off and she fell into the bed with her body upside down.

At this moment, the rosy, soft, and seductive lips have turned into wet fresh strawberries.

It was held in the mouth and tasted hard by the owner.