"Happy birthday to you!"
She sang the birthday song softly. Her voice was dulcet and soft, and it was very pleasant to the ear.
The candlelight on the cake flickered as she moved, and the fruit on the cake gleamed in the candlelight.
As Lydia approached John step by step, he felt that he was going crazy.
She preferred to wear dresses, but all her dresses were lovely. Sometimes, she wore like a read lady. But at this time...
She wore a long black lace dress that only reached her bottom. It was so flimsy that he could see her underwear...
Her bra and pants were red and sexy, which only covered the most important parts of her body...
At this time, John was obsessed with her, and he was hot all over. He felt that all the blood in his body was boiling, and his head seemed to be a little dizzy.
"John..." Lydia came to him and looked at him shyly. "Today is your birthday."
He looked at her bright and affectionate eyes and couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Yeah..." God knew how hard it was for him to say this word.
"Do you like it?"
Seeing that he did not speak and just looked straight at her, Lydia thought, "It seems that my cousin is right. He stares at me and breathes quickly like a hungry wolf..."
It seemed that she was right to listen to her cousin. What she had done was worth it.
"Blow out the candles first." She smiled.
He stood there and didn't move.
"Why don't we do it together?" she suggested.
"Alright."
After blowing out the candles, she cut two small pieces of cakes and handed one to him, "You will like the taste. Do you want to have a try?"
In fact, he didn't like sweet food and thick pastry, but he ate up the cake without frowning. He ate the cake like a robot and all he could taste was sweetness.
In the following years, she always prepared cakes for him on his birthdays, and he ate them all, but this cake was the most meaningful. He was infatuated with sweetness of the cake and the unique fragrance of her.
After finishing the cake, she seemed to be more and more embarrassed. Standing in front of him, she lowered her head shyly and didn't dare to look at him. She held her hands and closed her legs unnaturally. She looked a bit awkward, but she was so cute and he felt tender and protective toward her.
The candlelight on the floor flickered, making him see her red cheeks and ears clearly.
He knew that he should say something or do something at the moment. He was almost thirty years old, but he was as nervous as a primary school student, and he didn't know what to do.
Of course, he knew what she meant by doing these, but...
Lydia waited for a long time, but John didn't do anything. She was a little nervous. Didn't like her to do such a thing? But the way he looked at her indicated that he was very happy, didn't it?
"John?" She curled her lips, suppressed the nervousness and shyness in her heart and took a big step to him, "Do you like such a birthday gift?"
Her voice trembled and she didn't dare to look at him. However, she told herself that she had to look him in the eye.
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