Chapter 54 You're drunk

Sometimes, you can tell whether it is true or false.

If you throw a coin on both sides, you will have the opposite side if you get the front side, and if you get the opposite side, you will have the opposite side.

Not to mention that love has thousands of faces.

Is she really drunk or is she fake drunk?

She still didn't walk out of the afterglow of being monitored or was she relieved?

Has the image of the master been integrated with Caesar? Is it clear that the master is Caesar, and Caesar is the master?

In this world, even math problems may not be able to find all the answers.

You thought you could calculate an all-inclusive analytical solution, and what you could get in the end was just a numerical solution of one-tenth of possibility.

Chen Sirong couldn't find a 10,000 cause, but she got a resounding result.

She longs for her master's hugs and for her kisses.

But it was also her own choice and she pushed the master away with her own hands.The huge fear wrapped her in an instant, and it was her who chose to press the pause button.

Press the pause button or press the Continue button, right?

But, has she thought about it?

After knowing that the owner is Caesar, can they still go back to what they used to be?

Even, he said I was too.

Chen Sirong had a tragic love ending. She was unwilling to use her appearance to cling to the rich and exchange permanent inequality for permanent wealth.

What's more, her appearance will disappear, and she undoubtedly one day she will be kicked out of the house and will lose the ability to survive forever.

So, she only looked for those who were similar and equal to her family.Chen Sirong prayed for eternity in his emotions, but he also forgot that people born in a family like her are often more practical.

Her family background became her burden.

Then for a long time, Chen Sirong gave up pursuing emotions.

Until I meet my master.

Will she and Caesar last forever?

This idea is like a poisonous arrow, and you can't think about it any more, which will make Chen Sirong curl up on the ground in pain.

If it is any ordinary person, Chen Sirong has the courage to go further and try again.

But the owner is not someone else, he is Caesar.

Kissing him is instinct.

Leaving him is also an instinct.

Perhaps, the best answer is to just have sex with him and tear his heart into two.

Chen Sirong lay on his back on the hot flash bed, with the sound of waves outside, and her body was like floating on the endless waves.

In the room, neither the air conditioner nor the lights were turned on.

She seemed to be imprisoned by herself, and only remembered to lift the thin hem of the skirt.

The master was still kissing her.

She exposed her breasts and the owner reached out to knead them.

The master liked her hard nipples, so he tightened his fingers, lifted them up and suddenly let them go.

The breasts will tremble slightly, and a circle of soft flesh will appear.

She was still holding the master tightly, and the master's fingers came under her.

His clitoris that he hadn't touched for a long time was more sensitive than any moment. Just touching it lightly was enough to make her tremble all over.

His snow-white underwear was strangled between his wet and narrow labia. He picked up the fabric with his fingertips and rubbed her clitoris heavily.

The body twisted, and the calf moved unbearably on the bed.

His eyes were closed tightly, and only his open lips exhaled a restrained moan.

The owner's fingers were getting faster and faster, and the room was filled with the sound of water.

Chen Sirong is unbearable.

The tremors quickly subsided.

The owner didn't even insert it.

Because her arms are not long.

It was a terrible between her legs, but she was lying on the bed and unable to move.

She was soaked all over.

On a hot summer night, she even sweated on her face.

He looked at the snow-white roof and lost his mind.

Chen Sirong felt sad.

No one hugged her, no one kissed her, and no one entered her.

This wonderful night, at the end, she was still alone.

My body was lying quietly like this.

Until all the heat is gone, until the body becomes cold.

Just lie down like this, Chen Sirong thought.

Stop forcing yourself to cheer up, at least don't want it tonight, okay?

Chen Sirong didn't move her body without letting the liquid dry up.

The cell phone at the bedside sounded at some point, but she ignored it.

After a while, someone called.

He almost struggled to get up from the bed. There was no light on the room, only the bright light from the mobile phone hit his face. Chen Sirong pursed his lips and answered the phone for a moment.

Grace, I saw that your room was not on, are you sleeping?On the phone, Caesar's voice seemed a little worried.

No, but... are you monitoring me?Chen Sirong paused word by word.

I didn't monitor you. I just returned to the hotel and found that the windows in your room were not on.Sorry, I do know your room number.

The closed room also emitted a strong smell from Chen Sirong's body. Her panties were soaked, and at this moment they were strung like a hemp rope soaked in water.

Is there anything wrong?she asked.

Grace, you're drunk, it's better not to run around.Caesar said in a deep voice.

What happens if you run around?But Chen Sirong no longer cooperated at this moment.

Where are you?Caesar's tone became a little serious.

I'm in the room.Chen Sirong said lightly.

Then why didn't the lights turn on?Caesar asked again.

Chen Sirong's eyes passed through the bright windows and looked at the sky outside.

Is he downstairs?Is he just outside?

My body became hot again, why did it start to have dry mouth and tongue again?

The hot breath was striking on the cold phone, and the sounds seemed a little anxious.

Grace, you're drunk and shouldn't be running around outside, it's a very dangerous thing.

I was in the room, and Chen Sirong's voice was very calm and slow.It's like thinking carefully, it's more like getting drunk, and it's because...

Masturbation does not require turning on the light.