792 “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)” Extra 2 SM?(1)

After learning that Fan Zijing had a friend who liked SM, Fu Chengjun was a little surprised.

Especially since Fan Zijing didn’t hide anything, and even gave a lot of the medicine she took from him to the girl, he knew more.They also had dinner together. The girl was thin and delicate. At first glance, he even thought that the boy had forced himself on her.

Later I found out that it was this girl who took the dominant position.

After Fu Chengjun finished the meal, he was thinking about a question.

Does Fan Zijing also like this way of making love?

This was a bit difficult for him, as he always liked comfortable, enjoyable sex with each other.In the past, this kind of slightly painful training method was regarded as substandard or even low-level pleasure to him.

But now he is actually thinking about this issue, which has broken his previous stubbornness.

If Fan Zijing really likes her, as a boyfriend, he is not satisfied in this regard and seems to be somewhat unqualified.

There is another question, is Fan Zijing the one who wants to be the leader?He doesn’t know either.

Usually, two people go back and forth, and there are times when each other has the upper hand. They both enjoy it, and there is no force at all.

After Fu Chengjun rarely thought about this issue for ten minutes, he frowned and bought something.

He put all these little things in the bedroom and stared at the box with a frown, as if he had a deep hatred.

Fan Zijing saw this scene after taking a shower.

She looked at the box curiously. It was an ordinary wooden cardboard box with no patterns or other exaggerated things. She couldn’t see anything special except that it was a bit larger.

“Cheng Jun?” She wiped her wet hair and shouted curiously, “What did you buy?”

Fu Chengjun looked back at her, grabbed a handful of his hair, and said helplessly: “Take a look?”

It was rare for Fan Zijing to see his expression. She walked briskly to the box, opened the paper cover, and saw what was exposed inside. She looked at Fu Chengjun in surprise: “Senior? Do you like this?”

Fu Chengjun had been observing Fan Zijing’s expression. After he felt that the girl had no such thoughts, he immediately changed his expression: “I don’t know who sent it. I’ll throw it away later.”

Fan Zijing tilted her head, and her eyes fell on the pile of neatly arranged and perfectly stored utensils. Then she looked back and forth on Fu Chengjun’s face, and finally raised her eyebrows: “I brought them all. It’s a pity to lose them. Let’s have fun.”

As she spoke, she took out a small leather whip and a small row of short red candles from the box.

Fu Chengjun’s Adam’s apple rolled unconsciously. When she took out a sexy underwear with straps that obviously couldn’t cover anything, she suddenly smiled, “If you want to try it, let’s try it.”

He stood up from the soft cushion on the side. No one knew what else was inside than he did.

Based on the reviews on the Internet, the things I bought were not particularly excessive. They could add a bit of interest and not be too profound and overwhelming.

For example, the handcuffs, or the ropes used for binding.

He didn’t buy those small electric toys because he didn’t want to use those things to enter Fan Zijing’s body. Only he could.

While Fan Zijing was still looking at what else was in the box, Fu Chengjun had already walked up to her, untied the tie on her shirt, and before Fan Zijing noticed, he pressed her body down and tied his hands above her head with ties.