My Gloomy Stepsister Has Her Eyes on Me - Chapter 34

The chains clinked against each other, emitting crisp, metallic clicks.

On the bed, the two women lay shoulder to shoulder, Zhen Zhu pressed against the instigator of their predicament.

The first thing Zhen Zhu saw was Zhen Min’er’s bright, sparkling eyes. Realizing she was about to kiss Zhen Min’er’s face, Zhen Zhu quickly turned her head, using the last of her strength to lean into the hollow of Zhen Min’er’s shoulder.

Zhen Zhu buried her face in the crook of Zhen Min’er’s shoulder, her nose brushing against the loose strands of hair that swirled around her…

The rose scent she loved most.

Unbidden, memories flooded back to the times they had shared a room…

The same lingering question.

Does Zhen Min’er like me? Her weak hand tried to clench, so…

Had Zhen Min’er deliberately used the same bath gel and shampoo as her?

Eldest Miss, please, just tell me! Where did those kiss marks on your body come from?!

Long-buried memories suddenly attacked Zhen Zhu.

Sensing Zhen Min’er beside her, sniffing her hair like a puppy, Zhen Zhu felt the sharp, scorching breaths brush against her ear, making it burn…

Just like her own body…

What’s like her own body?!

Zhen Zhu quickly rolled over, trying to escape, but the arms locked around her waist tightened as she moved—

Zhen Min’er followed her, flipping over too…

Now Zhen Min’er was sprawled completely on top of her!

Her neck was once again…

attacked with a kiss.

The distinct smack of the kiss echoed clearly, exceptionally…

loud.

The excessively loud sound…

left Zhen Zhu completely pinned beneath Zhen Min’er, who wasn’t drugged. The sudden burst of strength she had used to force herself up and roll over vanished entirely.

“Mmm…”

Weak and aching, her face flushed hot…

“You… what exactly did you drug me with?” Zhen Zhu’s crimson lips seemed even more vivid, her fox-like eyes misting over as she gazed at her stepsister, who lay atop her, seemingly docile but inwardly cunning.

“I told you already,” Zhen Min’er purred.

“It’s something that will make Elder Sister feel happy.”

And something that would finally allow her to truly possess Elder Sister.

Zhen Zhu’s aching body was completely beyond her control, leaving her helpless as Zhen Min’er pressed down on her, leaving kiss after kiss.

From her forehead:

“Elder Sister, you have a widow’s peak.”

To the corner of her eye:

“Elder Sister, you have such beautiful fox eyes.”

To the tip of her nose:

“Elder Sister’s nose is so perfectly upturned.”

To her lips:

“Elder Sister’s lips… are so soft.”

The movements never stopped, nor did the words.

“Elder Sister has such a perfect figure~”

“Elder Sister is always teasing me.”

“Mmm—” Zhen Zhu stifled a groan, glaring at her stepsister in a daze. Who’s teasing whom?!

“Elder Sister knows I like you, yet you’re so unguarded with me…” As if sensing Zhen Zhu’s thoughts, Zhen Min’er’s movements didn’t falter, but a mischievous smile curved her pink lips.

“Isn’t that teasing me?”

“Now, everything that belongs to Elder Sister… is mine.”

Zhen Zhu bit her lip, desperate to avoid uttering any moans. If she could speak without making a sound, she would have cursed her stepsister fiercely!

Mmm…

A fiery current surged through her body from her ear, each soft, tender kiss like a match thrown onto dry straw.

It seemed…

But in reality, it ignited flame after flame.

Zhen Zhu couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.

“Elder Sister, does it hurt?”

Still catching her breath, Zhen Min’er pressed her cheek against Zhen Zhu’s chest, nuzzling affectionately. “Just ask me, Elder Sister. Please.”

“And I’ll satisfy you again.”

“…Hmph!” Zhen Zhu forced the word through gritted teeth, swallowing the rest.

If she uttered another syllable, she wouldn’t be able to restrain herself from making certain…

Strange noises.

She could only glare at her stepsister, who was wreaking havoc on her body.

“Actually…”

“Elder Sister.”

Zhen Min’er wasn’t in a hurry. She had waited so long for this moment, finally able to hold her sister in her arms.

This feast.

She wanted to savor it slowly.

Twirling her long hair, she brushed it across Zhen Zhu’s cheek and spoke in a pitiful voice, “Elder Sister, I still have a fever.”

“?”

Zhen Zhu stared at Zhen Min’er in shock. A fever? Right, Doctor Hu had mentioned it was a low-grade one.

How could she still have the energy for this?!

Shouldn’t she be getting an IV drip?! And what about all those injuries?!

“You—! Mmm…”

Zhen Zhu cut herself off mid-whimper, clamping her mouth shut and trying to glare her rebellious stepsister away.

But…

How could Zhen Min’er possibly let go?

“Elder Sister.”

“Shall I give you my cold?”

“The kind we share through… intimate exchange?”

“Hmm, no, that’s not quite right.”

“It’s more like… letting you completely merge with me~”

Xiao Lu’s innocent, deer-like eyes blinked as she gazed at Zhen Zhu, tugging at her collar with a pleading look. “Please?”

Zhen Zhu’s pure cotton white dress was made of thin material. With just a slight tug, the collar loosened. Fingers that had been teasing through the fabric slipped inside, brushing against her sister’s neck. “Please?”

Please my ass!

Zhen Zhu glared at her, trying to raise her hand to stop the person who was relentlessly tormenting her, but she couldn’t.

Her arm only lifted halfway before her strength gave out.

As her limp hand began to fall, a fingertip hooked onto hers.

Zhen Min’er’s index finger curled around her sister’s, lifting it up and nipping at the delicate tip.

!!!

The warm, moist sensation spread from her fingertip to her wrist, then up to her neck.

Crimson.

Those misty, fox-like eyes softened further, losing their sharp edge.

Even her angry glare…

looked like flirting.

“Elder Sister…” Zhen Min’er released Zhen Zhu’s finger, her petite face glowing with a sweet smile. “So sweet.”

With her last shred of strength, Zhen Zhu snatched her finger back from Zhen Min’er’s grasp.

Unfazed, Zhen Min’er chuckled softly…

and pressed down on her waist.

“Mmm!”

Zhen Zhu’s eyes lost their focus, her strength completely gone.

“Elder Sister, this spot is even more sensitive than I imagined.”

As if she had discovered a new continent, Zhen Min’er’s naturally innocent eyes widened in surprise. She reached out, pressing down even harder, kneading and squeezing with increasing force.

Once her elder sister’s chest had returned to its normal rhythm, Zhen Min’er nestled back against her, feeling the rise and fall of her chest as she waited…

“Elder Sister, if you’re uncomfortable, tell Min’er.”

“Min’er can…”

“Satisfy you properly again.”

“Satisfy my ass!”

Recovering from the near-suffocating stimulation, Zhen Zhu’s voice was hoarse and uncontrolled. She glared at her stepsister, who was still pressed against her chest. “What the hell are you thinking?”

“How did you even fall for me?!”

“Weren’t you supposed to be head over heels for J Ninglan?!”

Unable to resist circling back to the beginning, Zhen Zhu remembered the System’s warning about deviating from the plotline. “You…”

“Do you even realize what you’re doing?!”

“If this gets out, you’ll never be able to stay in the Zhen Family again!”

Zhen Zhu threatened, “I’ll definitely…”

Kick Zhen Min’er out? She suddenly thought of their stepmother, who hadn’t been particularly kind to Zhen Min’er either. How would a frail girl like her survive on her own?

Wait a minute! Frail? What frail?!

“How did you even bring me here?!”

If she remembered correctly, the White Horse Club had been operating for years—at least five or six years already.

How could Zhen Min’er possibly control a place like this so casually?

“What’s your connection to the White Horse Club?”

“How did you get a place of your own…?”

Zhen Zhu took a deep breath, staring at her stepsister, who was nothing like she had imagined. “What exactly are you…?”

“All thanks to you, Elder Sister!”

Zhen Min’er leaned against Zhen Zhu, her fingers twirling strands of her sister’s curly hair. “The White Horse Club was founded with the money you gave me.”

“This room!”

Caught up in her excitement, Zhen Min’er pressed against Zhen Zhu’s chest, her eyes sparkling. “This whole house… it’s all thanks to you, Elder Sister!”

“This is our home, Elder Sister!”

“When did I ever give you…?”

Zhen Zhu wondered if Zhen Min’er was suffering from some kind of delusion.

Yet her words dragged Zhen Zhu’s thoughts back to a distant past she preferred not to remember.

Memory.

“You don’t have a home anymore?”

“So what? I’ll give you one.”

The curly-haired girl in the fluffy princess dress tilted her head and generously handed a string of keys to the frail girl.

“From now on, you’re my little sister! If anyone bullies you, come to me!”

It was her.

It was thirteen years ago, when she was ten years old.

“…You,” Zhen Zhu murmured, pressing her lips together. “You actually still remember.”

She had almost forgotten.

Though she still recalled the time when Zhen Min’er, the nanny’s daughter, had moved into her home and they had been close for a while, they had grown completely distant afterward.

After her stepmother married her father, the young Zhen Zhu had completely stopped considering Zhen Min’er a friend or “little sister.”

Instead, she harbored…

Resentment.

As a child, she hated not only her stepmother and stepsister but also herself.

If she hadn’t been soft-hearted and allowed Zhen Min’er to stay in the Zhen family home, if Zhen Min’er hadn’t taken her away from home that night…

Sang Xiaohua would never have had a one-night stand with her father.

Her father wouldn’t have betrayed her mother, and he wouldn’t have started a new family.

Therefore, Zhen Zhu relentlessly resented and despised Zhen Min’er and Sang Xiaohua, doing everything she could to oppose them.

Or perhaps it wasn’t even opposition, but rather reckless bullying and scolding.

She still remembered tearing up a painting Zhen Min’er had spent a long time working on, intending to give it to her as a gift.

So, Zhen Min’er was because she had once…

“…You don’t like J Ninglan?” Zhen Zhu pursed her lips, her thoughts in disarray. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke.

“That scum? That disgusting man?”

That nickname…

“Then why were you clinging to J Ninglan?”

“Because you liked him, Elder Sister.” Zhen Min’er’s eyes deepened, her lips curving into a smile that turned dark. The mere thought of Zhen Zhu abandoning her usual pride and going to the White Horse Club to seek out those filthy men just to cope with the broken engagement made her heart ache.

“Elder Sister, don’t like that scum anymore.”

“What’s so good about men anyway?”

“Anything a man has, I can have too. And haven’t I always been the one by your side, Elder Sister?”

“Please, don’t like those filthy things anymore, okay?”

As she spoke, Zhen Min’er couldn’t resist brushing her fingers across Zhen Zhu’s neck. Her elder sister’s neck was so pale and slender, easily grasped with one hand.

Easily controlled.

“No, J…”

Before Zhen Zhu could explain that she didn’t like that filthy J Ninglan either, she found herself unable to speak.

With a gentle pressure, Zhen Min’er pressed down on her sister’s neck, her gaze lifting to meet Zhen Zhu’s eyes. “Elder Sister, stop thinking about others.”

“From now on, you only have me.”

“And you can only have me.”

With a slight squeeze, Zhen Min’er brought a faint blush to her elder sister’s cheeks.

“Ahem, ahem.” Zhen Zhu stared at Zhen Min’er in shock. She actually dared to pinch me!

She tried to raise her hand to resist, but after enduring several… things that Zhen Zhu couldn’t bear, her arm could only lift halfway before collapsing back onto the soft bed.

Zhen Zhu was about to explode with anger.

“Elder Sister, I’ll be good~”

“Elder Sister, please stay by my side too, okay~?”

Only when Zhen Zhu was gasping for breath did Zhen Min’er release her hand. She brushed her fingers over the faint red marks, which seemed about to fade, then pressed harder, kneading them until they deepened from pink to a vivid crimson.

Slowly withdrawing her hand, Zhen Min’er leaned in, nuzzling her cheek against Zhen Zhu’s. She rubbed against her face and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Elder Sister, you must still be uncomfortable.”

“Let me help you relax and find relief again.”

“I’ll immerse you in pleasure until you can’t utter…”

…those hateful words anymore.

What?

Just as Zhen Zhu caught her breath from the near-suffocation, she saw her stepsister rise and lower her head—

Her fingers traced patterns across Zhen Zhu’s body, and then she bit down on her neck—

Right at the nape, where Lin Zhi had once teased her about a long-vanished mark.

Once again, a deep, bloody mark was left behind.