A cake surrounded by flowers was placed in the center of the main hall. Under the gaze and blessings of a group of dignitaries, Su Yanxi crossed her hands, closed her eyes, made a wish, and then opened her eyes and blew out the birthday candles arranged in the shape of 24.
Fu Linchen bent down close to her, his breath burning on her neck, and put the plastic knife for cutting the cake in her hand.
"What wish did you make?"
Su Yanxi: "If you tell your wish out loud, it won't work. Keep it a secret."
Fu Linchen: "Then tell me after your wish comes true."
Su Yanxi: "Okay."
The cake is very big, with layer upon layer of soft cake base, and the sweet cream spreads all over the cake base smoothly.
He held her hand from behind and cut the cake, his broad arms holding her in his arms, like a happy prince and princess in a fairy tale.
After the grand birthday party, the gifts Su Yanxi received filled an entire room, and each one was priceless.
No one dares to disrespect the future daughter-in-law of the Fu family, the most prestigious family in Beijing.
After the banquet, Fu Linchen accompanied Su Yanxi to open the gifts.
Su Yanxi sat barefoot on the white plush carpet, with her crystal high heels lying crookedly at the door.
Fu Linchen sat with her on the carpet, his long legs stretched out casually, his back leaning against the sofa, his bony fingers pulling at the pink bow again and again.
Su Yanxi looked at a few gifts and lost interest. She turned her head to look at Fu Linchen, her eyes bright and shining.
She crawled to his side with her butt sticking out, sat on his thighs with her legs apart, and put her soft white hands around his neck.
Fu Linchen: "Don't want to see the gifts anymore?"
Su Yanxi: "I don't want to watch it anymore."
Fu Linchen: "Shall I take you back to your room to rest?"
Su Yanxi: "..."
Are you kidding me? She was sitting on his lap with her legs apart, and he actually asked her to go back to the room!
Su Yanxi's long eyelashes drooped, and she said in a wronged voice: "Brother Linchen, you are not the same this time..."
Fu Linchen: "Why is it different?"
Every time they met again after a short separation, he would be so impatient that he wanted to pin her to the ground and do it right there.
This time when he came back, he didn't even kiss her.
She took the initiative, but he didn't respond.
Su Yanxi whispered softly, "Brother Linchen, are you tired of me?"
Fu Linchen held her soft palm and placed it somewhere, "How could I possibly get tired of it? Ever since I've been alone in a room with you, I haven't left..."
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