The Beautiful Older Sister I Picked Up Is Good at Flirting - Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Fu Siyi buried her face in Fanzhen’s chest, greedily absorbing her pheromones, murmuring unconsciously,
“Fanzhen, am I dreaming? Why do I know it’s you holding me? But… I clearly saw Miss Huo from the photo just now…”

Fanzhen: ???

What does that mean?

Wasn’t she seriously pushing her away a moment ago? Now she’s getting clingy again?

Hah! Alphas really are all the same.

Eating what’s in their bowl while thinking about what’s in the pot.

Fanzhen swallowed down the sudden sourness in her chest and deliberately said vaguely,
“I’m Miss Huo.”

“No, you’re not.” Fu Siyi looked up at her, her voice firm. “You’re Fanzhen.”

Fu Siyi’s gaze slowly drifted downward and paused between the soft curves. She quickly glanced,
“You have a petal-shaped birthmark here…”

Fanzhen froze, cheeks immediately flushing red.
“You—when did you sneak a look at me?”

Fu Siyi quickly defended herself,
“I didn’t mean to! That day when you were sick, you kicked off the blanket… I just saw it…”

Seeing her increasingly red cheeks and ears, Fanzhen had the sudden urge to tease her.
“So… you want Miss Huo, huh? Actually, it’s very simple. Just keep thinking about her in your head, and she’ll appear.”

Suddenly, Fu Siyi hugged Fanzhen’s waist tightly, her tone a bit anxious,
“Then what about you?”

“When Miss Huo shows up, of course I’ll disappear from your dream.” Fanzhen was nearly suffocated by her tight hold but still couldn’t bear to push her away.

Fu Siyi carefully tightened her arms around Fanzhen, burying her face into her neck and whispering,
“I don’t want you to disappear…”

She rubbed against Fanzhen’s neck, her straight nose brushing over her smooth skin. Her breath was hot and made Fanzhen’s ears and heart race.

One of Fanzhen’s ears turned bright red instantly, her face flushed like she was drunk.

She gently pushed away a little, smiling softly at the corners of her lips,
“Young Miss, you can’t be this greedy. Wanting both? That’s not okay.”

Fu Siyi’s gaze slowly fell, admiring the soul-stealing beauty of Fanzhen’s made-up face.

She remembered a story from when she was little—Granny Ying had told her about fox spirits in Yuan Kingdom, creatures who seduced people by eating their hearts. Stunningly beautiful, innately seductive, their every move brimming with charm.

Back then, she couldn’t imagine what a fox spirit from the deep mountains would look like.

But now, that fox spirit had taken shape—it had Fanzhen’s face, her mature allure.

Hugging this warm, soft jade, Fu Siyi was more than willing to let her steal her heart.

Fu Siyi’s hands slipped quietly around to Fanzhen’s lower back. She tilted her head up, looking deeply into her eyes with unexpected seriousness:
“If I just keep thinking of you… does that mean you won’t disappear?”

“More or less.” Seeing her serious expression, Fanzhen couldn’t help but smile inwardly. She bit back her amusement, speaking softly,
“So, have you made up your mind? Who do you want to stay?”

Fu Siyi tightened her embrace, pressing them even closer together.
“You… I want Jiejie (big sister)…”

Fanzhen was startled:
“What? Who do you want?”

Fu Siyi rubbed closer, inhaling her sweet scent, and whispered,
“I want you, Jiejie…”

Fanzhen flinched reflexively, holding her shoulders to push her back slightly.
“What… what did you just call me?”

Fu Siyi hugged her again, arms tightening.
“Jiejie, you smell so good…”

That “Jiejie” made Fanzhen’s heart skip a beat.

She didn’t know why, but when Fu Siyi called her that, it sent a strange tingling through her body—like her heart had been tickled, stirring a faint, uncontrollable tremble.

Even though Fu Siyi thought this was a dream, being recognized so suddenly made Fanzhen lose her earlier boldness.
“You’re the master. How can you call me that?”

“Why not?” Fu Siyi’s tone suddenly turned sulky, even a little aggrieved.
“Songxian calls you Jiejie… Why can’t I? You only want to be her Jiejie?”

Fanzhen: ???

Since when did she get so good at turning things around?

Speaking of which, Fanzhen thought it was time to settle things.
“And who was it that wanted to give me to Fang Songxian, saying I’d become a phoenix on a high branch if I followed her?”

“Jiejie, I was wrong.” Fu Siyi looked at her with shimmering eyes like water.
“Actually… I regretted it the very next day.”

Fanzhen lowered her gaze, their eyes tangled in a delicate tension.

She knew Fu Siyi was beautiful, but up close, she had to admire how nature had favored her.

Any one of her features alone could outshine a celebrity. No wonder so many Omegas threw themselves at her.

She was just… so pretty.

Was she always this good-looking?

A high nose, red lips, perfect teeth, those alluring eyes—drunken and sharp all at once. Especially when staring at someone, her gaze was clear, bright, and deep—irresistibly intense.

Fanzhen clutched the bedsheet tightly, unable to suppress the waves of emotion rising in her heart.

Oh my god.

Who could resist being looked at like that?

And Fu Siyi was so beautiful… it made people want to—

Kiss her.

Fanzhen turned her face away in a fluster. Fu Siyi followed, burying herself against her neck. Her lips brushed the nape of her neck like velvet,
“Jiejie, your pheromones smell so good… like cake…”

Fanzhen’s pheromone wasn’t just a single scent—it was a blend of creamy milk and fruit, like soft, fluffy cake.

Fu Siyi held her slender waist, burying herself in that sweet softness.
“Jiejie, why is your pheromone getting lighter?”

Fanzhen tried to activate her glands, but perhaps due to the long-term use of a strong suppressant patch, her Omega cycle had been repressed. She only managed to release a faint whiff.

Fu Siyi’s breath grew heavier—the suppressant’s effects clearly hadn’t worn off. Fanzhen could feel the heat of her panting at the nape of her neck, humid enough to gather into beads of moisture.

What to do?

Omega pheromones were strongest during heat, but the patch suppressed her cycle for six months—unless there was a trigger, like the rare peach fruit.

But where could she find a peach now? And once she went into heat, all her disguises would be undone. How would she explain it?

Fanzhen bit her lip, thinking.

Omegas also emitted stronger pheromones when aroused.

Since Fu Siyi thought this was a dream anyway, she’d just wake up thinking it never happened—no consequences.

No fear.

She could cause a little chaos…

Well, not chaos. She’d be saving her from danger.

Having convinced herself, Fanzhen reached under the pillow and pulled out the silk scarf Fu Siyi had tugged off earlier. She wrapped the ends around Fu Siyi’s eyes and tied it into a blindfold.

Fu Siyi’s vision was suddenly cut off. She squirmed in discomfort.
“Jiejie, what are you doing?”

“Shh, don’t talk.” Fanzhen pressed a finger to her lips, gently stroking.

With her sight gone, Fu Siyi’s senses of smell and touch became sharper. She felt soft hands slowly tracing her cheeks and ears, then sliding down to her collarbone. They lifted her sleepwear and began unbuttoning it.

Fu Siyi froze and instinctively grabbed the hand.
“Jiejie… don’t…”

“Why not?” Fanzhen leaned close against her, using the other hand to undo the buttons, voice low and seductive.
“You took off my clothes. Now I’m taking off yours. That’s fair, isn’t it?”

Fu Siyi gripped her hand tightly.

Fanzhen leaned in, whispering by her ear,
“Be good… and you’ll get a reward.”

Fu Siyi seemed tempted and suddenly relaxed her grip.

She was just wondering what kind of reward—when suddenly, something soft pressed against her lips.

Cool, sweet, and sticky.

Just a gentle touch at first.

Fu Siyi’s fingers clenched, her mind exploding like a firework.

Fanzhen shyly extended her tongue, softly running along Fu Siyi’s lip line, then slipping into her mouth.

Warm and wet, like a caramel pudding fresh from the fridge.

The sweetness and heat overwhelmed her.

Fu Siyi’s face burned, realizing that this was what a kiss felt like. Her heart was fluttering like a thousand butterflies.

“Hug me~” Fanzhen said flirtatiously, rubbing against Fu Siyi with a seductive twist of her waist.

Fu Siyi obeyed, wrapping her arms tightly around Fanzhen.

Her instincts took over. Fanzhen gently rubbed her earlobe.

Fu Siyi’s breathing grew heavier. She wanted to respond, but it was her first kiss. She was stiff and awkward.

Fanzhen, sensing her clumsiness, felt a surprising joy. She was delighted to learn that this was also Fu Siyi’s first kiss.

So she wasn’t alone.

She pulled back slightly.
“Did you like that reward?”

Fu Siyi was too overwhelmed to speak.

She really was dreaming.

And she never wanted to wake up.

Fu Siyi urgently kissed her again, clinging, sucking, nibbling.

Fanzhen was a little hurt by the intensity—Fu Siyi had no technique.

But neither did Fanzhen. She was a beginner, too.

Still, as the “Jiejie,” she was happy to teach.

Fanzhen broke the kiss, avoiding her lips while Fu Siyi chased her.

Fu Siyi, still blindfolded, raised her hand to hold Fanzhen’s neck.

Fanzhen smiled, caught her hand, rested their foreheads together. Their breaths mingled.

Her long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings. She spoke gently,
“Like just now… kiss me like that again, okay?”

Fu Siyi’s heart pounded. She hugged Fanzhen even tighter and slowly leaned in.

Blindfolded, she found Fanzhen’s lips with perfect accuracy.

Her lips pressed softly, with the innocence and nervousness of a first kiss.

It was a kiss as pure as it could be.

Fanzhen’s heart bloomed like a flower.

So she didn’t need to teach her.

With just a little guidance, Fu Siyi had already learned how to sweep her off her feet.

The kiss deepened. Fu Siyi began to explore, gently licking her lips, prying them open, slipping inside.

So sweet…

Were Alphas naturally talented at this?

How did she go from a bashful bunny to a hungry little beast in a second?

Was she pretending to be clumsy before?

Fanzhen’s brain turned to mush, blank with nothing but soft fireworks. She melted under Fu Siyi’s kiss, pheromones leaking from her glands.

The creamy scent grew thicker in the air.

Fu Siyi, intoxicated by the aroma, kissed her more fiercely. Fanzhen collapsed completely into her arms, pheromones flowing like spilled wine.

She never imagined a single kiss could make her this aroused.

If this went on any longer, they’d go too far.

She didn’t mind love coming after lust, but not when Fu Siyi wasn’t in her right mind. That would be unfair to both of them.

“Enough…” Fanzhen forced herself to pull away, lips swollen from kissing.
“Don’t… don’t kiss anymore.”

Fu Siyi wasn’t willing to let go, holding her tight like a child guarding candy.
“Jiejie, I’m sick… I need kisses to get better… Save me, Jiejie…”

Unbelievable!

Was this really the cold, aloof young miss?

How was she so good at acting cute?

Fu Siyi buried herself in her neck again, whispering between desperate gasps,
“Jiejie… I feel so hot… please…”

Fanzhen steeled herself and pushed her away.
“Just lie down. You’ll be fine soon.”

Fu Siyi moved her face away, lips pressed into a line.

Just as Fanzhen thought she was about to settle down, the world flipped.

The next second, Fu Siyi pinned her beneath her.

Fanzhen fought to maintain a calm expression.
“What… what are you doing?”

Fu Siyi’s eyes were still blindfolded, her lowered head brimming with restraint and hunger.

It made Fanzhen’s heart tremble.

Then Fu Siyi curled her lips into a smile and, in a voice as seductive as a radio host, whispered:

“Jiejie… this is my dream, my world… and here, I make the rules.”