794 Extra 3 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)” If I hadn’t left on the day I left (1)

The day when the end of the year came was an ordinary winter day. It was gloomy outside the window, the cold wind was howling, and the chill was deep.

The room was brightly lit and heated, making people sweat slightly even though they were wearing only a thin shirt.

Fan Zijing didn’t let Fu Chengjun accompany her and sent her to the study to do some work. She baked a cake in the kitchen and took a piping bag to squeeze out cream for decoration.There is a piece of cardboard inserted in the center, which is two Q version of a man and a woman.

It was a photo of two people drawn by someone. They went on a trip before and asked passers-by to help take the photo.The man and woman looked at the camera with smiles and cuddled together.

She wrote happy anniversary on the cake.

As soon as the strokes of the word “乐” were finished, there was a trembling sound all over the calligraphy side. Fan Zijing raised her eyes and saw a man walking out in a cardigan, pajamas and slippers.

One year had not left the slightest change on him.

Still tall and tall, with handsome and steady facial features, I noticed that she raised her eyebrows slightly after making the cake and walked around from the other side of the sofa.

“First anniversary?” Fu Chengjun first saw the card on the cake, and then discovered the word.

Fan Zijing smiled: “Celebrating our first anniversary.”

Fu Chengjun’s eyes sparkled and he smiled: “This is a celebration.”

The two of them really put in a lot of effort for this anniversary.

He took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and picked two goblets.Fan Zijing finished putting the finishing touches on the cake and saw candles already placed on the table.

After placing the cakes and steaks one by one, Fu Chengjun took a lighter and lit the candles. It was obviously an extremely romantic and intoxicating night, but Fan Zijing couldn’t help but look at the candles.

The candle looked familiar to her.

But the candles are all the same, and there doesn’t seem to be anything different.

She tilted her head and couldn’t figure out what was wrong, so she simply dropped the idea.Seeing the candles lit, she looked at the clothes she was wearing and Fu Chengjun in pajamas, and frowned: “Go and change some clothes.”

Fu Chengjun took her arm and pushed her to sit next to him: “Don’t change.”

As he spoke, he took off Fan Zijing’s clothes, revealing her fair skin underneath.

Fan Zijing covered her body with her hands and looked at him coquettishly: “Why are you taking off your clothes? You are eating.”

His eyes were instantly filled with smiles, and he put his palms on her waist: “I like celebrating like this better.”

Fan Zijing paused and looked at the countdown time in the void. There was only one and a half hours left. She sighed softly, took the hand covering her chest and gave up the struggle, “Okay.”

“Why are you so good?” Fu Chengjun smiled in her ear and hugged her from the seat next to her.

He held the person in his arms, slowly cut the steak for Fan Zijing, stuck a fork in it and brought it to her mouth.Fan Zijing was fed half full, and the man picked up the wine glass at the right time and fed her a few sips of wine.

“You cut the cake.” The first cut of the birthday cake always requires the birthday boy to cut it. Although this is not a birthday cake, it is similar in meaning.

Fan Zijing didn’t expect Fu Chengjun to think so much about just cutting a cake. She simply cut two corners and placed them on the bone china plate she had prepared before.

Fu Chengjun now wants Fan Zijing to feed him, which is because he just served her.

The clock was still counting down, and of course Fan Zijing would not refuse him at this time. She fed the cake into his mouth in an obedient manner.

Fu Chengjun kissed her with the cake in his mouth. The thick white cream immediately touched Fan Zijing’s mouth, making her bright red lips even more gorgeous.

He used his palms to rub Fan Zijing’s plumpness, and while sucking the sweet fluid in her mouth, he stroked and teased her lustfully.

Soon, Fan Zijing became emotional under the man’s palm, and her whole body went limp in his arms.

The candlelight danced, and the dim light added a touch of ambiguity.

After the kiss ended, Fan Zijing left Fu Chengjun’s body panting, and was pressed down on the table by him.The fiery red candle can be touched within two arm’s length.

“Ah…” The white cream had been smeared on the body in a daze, on one of the standing soft breasts.

Fan Zijing’s hand was held by Fu Chengjun and intertwined with her fingers. He lowered his head to suck and play with the nipple. With his other hand, he rubbed the pussy mouth. His fingertips penetrated a small section and then pulled out. Unexpectedly, he heard Fan Zijing’s breathing become heavier.

“I want…” she said, her legs already wrapped around her subconsciously.

Fu Chengjun didn’t hide. His penis was pressed against the center of his leg through his pajamas, and his love juice wet the glans on top.

Fan Zijing’s eyes fell on the candle inadvertently, and suddenly her mind moved, “Senior…this candle is the low-temperature candle you bought last time…”

The familiar feeling finally found its source. She reached out and took one. The candle wax dripped on her arm, causing a slight pain. Compared with the wax of a normal candle, it was not that painful.

Fu Chengjun didn’t even have time to react before she raised it to her chest.

The flaming red candle was still burning, and a few drops of candle oil dripped down his fingers and landed on his chest.

“Ah…ha…”

She screamed in pain, her fingers trembled, and the candle almost fell down.

Fu Chengjun quickly held her hand with his hand. Fan Zijing only felt pain for a moment. She looked down at her body. The candle oil fell on her white and tender breasts, and splashed into red plums one after another.

“Be careful, don’t play around.” Fu Chengjun frowned and was about to take the candle away.

Fan Zijing blocked it for a moment, stretched out her legs to push the man further away, tilted the candle, and dripped it on the other snow-white man.

The arms were slender and graceful, wandering around her curvy body, making a soft and seductive sound as if teasing.

Fu Chengjun’s throat tightened, and he exposed his fleshy penis and spread her legs and pushed straight into her, “You just don’t deserve it.”

The hard and ferocious cock suddenly hit the mouth of the uterus. Fan Zijing bowed her body, and the candle in her hand was completely overturned. A large amount of candle oil was sprinkled on Fu Chengjun’s back. He just heard him roar softly, and started to slam into her while holding her body.

“Ah…it’s too deep…um…slow down…”

Violent thrusting without any room for relaxation, numbness and suffocating pleasure climbing all the way from the tailbone.

The snow-white body was constantly shaking due to the impact, and the table could not bear the swing of the two people. It screamed and the large candles were extinguished, leaving only a few stubborn ones still burning.

“Aha…Cheng Jun…No more…Please…” The man retorted fiercely, and Fan Zijing felt like she was going to be knocked over by him. The pleasure was hanging in the air, and the climax was about to reach the next moment.

In the void, the countdown of time reached 10 seconds.

3 seconds.

2 seconds.

1 second.

Fan Zijing’s eyes fell on the time that stopped in vain. Fu Chengjun’s penis was still strongly present in the tender hole, which could not be ignored. Her toes tensed and her whole body trembled, reaching the climax in disbelief.

Lying weakly on the table, she looked at the man who put his legs on his shoulders and was still working hard.

She didn’t leave?