"Addicted to SM 1V1" - Chapter 79: The Standard M Position

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The hotel Chen Yang booked was very close to Yan Ying's hospital, within walking distance.
When he arrived, he gently asked Yan Ying to wait for him in the lobby, and then asked her if she wanted a drink, telling her to go tidy up her room and he would be right back.
Yan Ying seemed hesitant to speak, which Chen Yang noticed. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The girl looked embarrassed and bit her lip as she whispered, "My stomach hurts, I'd like to use the restroom."
Chen Yang laughed, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I haven't checked out yet, so come upstairs with me and we'll use it."
Upon arriving at the room, Chen Yang pointed out the direction of the bathroom to Yan Ying, then went to pack his luggage and prepare to check out.
After a long while, Yan Ying still hadn't come out. A sudden, inexplicable worry welled up in Chen Yang's heart. The scenes from her previous two nightmares flashed before her eyes: bright red bathwater, Yan Ying with her eyes closed…
He threw down what he was holding and ran to the bathroom door.
The door was tightly shut, and there was complete silence inside.
Chen Yang panicked and, without thinking, raised his foot to kick.
Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, revealing a scene he had never imagined: Yan Ying's thin, fair body was completely naked, with a black collar around her neck with a leash attached. The end of the leash was folded several times and held in her mouth.
When she saw Chen Yang, she seemed to tremble with nervousness, then lowered her head and knelt down quietly.
Yan Ying sat with her knees together, her buttocks resting on her heels, her hands overlapping on her knees, her left hand on top, her long hair cascading down her chest.
The standard m-pose.
On the floor in front of me lay a large red ruler, lying quietly.
Her cheeks were flushed with nervousness, but her eyes held a look of resignation to her fate.
"Master," she said in a very low voice, taking the leash out of her mouth.
Yan Ying has a great ability to understand; the written records in her diary have now been transformed into a secondary processing of what she expresses through her body.
Her voice was very soft, like a feather brushing through the air, leaving no trace.
But at this moment, Chen Yang seemed to have been struck by lightning; his face turned deathly pale, and his blood seemed to freeze.
The silence was deathly, so quiet that the sound of two people's heartbeats became the most jarring noise in the room.
He couldn't quite figure out how Yan Ying had discovered his peculiar habit, or when she had decided to get involved in this circle. But no matter what, he couldn't accept this scenario; it was impossible.
She is Yanqing's daughter!
Chen Yang felt a surge of physical discomfort rising from the deepest part of his chest.
"Yingying, get up quickly!" Chen Yang pulled over a bath towel and wrapped it around the shivering Yan Ying. "We need to have a serious talk."
Hot tears were already welling up in Yan Ying's eyes.
"Brother Chen Yang, I like you! I've liked you since I was 13! I'll learn everything you like! I can do it all! Believe me!"
She suddenly threw herself into Chen Yang's arms and burst into tears, her slender shoulders trembling pitifully.
"Yingying, please put your clothes on first, okay?" Chen Yang was at a loss for what to do. He raised his arm halfway up the ground but didn't dare to pat her back.
He was filled with fear, afraid that any unnecessary movement he made would give Yan Ying an additional misconception.
Yan Ying was still clutching his clothes tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Yanying, if you don't put on clothes, I won't talk to you about anything!" Chen Yang had no choice but to pretend to be angry and stern.
He never raised his voice when speaking to Yan Ying, and that one word immediately had a deterrent effect.
The girl seemed to be stunned for a moment, as if she was briefly processing Chen Yang's other identity.
Perhaps it should be this way, with a touch of fierceness.
Yan Ying stood up, choking back tears, large tears still clinging to her face.
Chen Yang took the bathrobe from behind the door and helped her put it on.
Even when the belt around her waist was tied at the very end, it was still loose.
Yan Ying's thin and frail body, and her tearful face, made Chen Yang feel a tightness in his chest.
How did things turn out like this?

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