The Beautiful Older Sister I Picked Up Is Good at Flirting - Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Her earlobe was a truly sensitive spot, and with Fu Siyi’s intentional or unintentional light nibbles, she practically went limp: “Cubby, don’t do this…”

“Jiejie…” Fu Siyi whispered into her ear, her warm breath like feathers teasing her earlobe: “They’re all in the main building right now. There’s no one here…”

Fanzhen bit her lip, silent.

“No one will come…” Fu Siyi hinted.

Fanzhen loosened her tender lips: “Got it…”

“Jiejie…” Fu Siyi lowered her voice, coaxing: “No one’s here…”

Fanzhen: …

So annoying.

When this little beast was teasing, she was simply a succubus.

Fanzhen’s cheeks flushed, her hands on Fu Siyi’s shoulders, she slowly tilted her head back.

Their eyes met.

Their vision was obscured by the clothes draped over their heads, with only faint light filtering through the open seams. In Fu Siyi’s mesmerizing peach blossom eyes, there were scattered reflections of light.

And… Fanzhen’s charming face.

Fu Siyi gazed at her, her eyes deep and clear, without any aggressiveness, but rather with a kind of longing, like a puppy wagging its tail.

Fanzhen’s heart suddenly softened, an inexplicable desire to satisfy her.

She crisscrossed her hands behind Fu Siyi’s head, hooked her neck to pull her closer, and slightly raised her chin.

She stared at Fu Siyi’s beautifully curved lips, feeling inexplicably parched, as if her heart was about to leap out.

Clearly… they had kissed many times before.

But it still felt like the first time, both nervous and expectant.

“Yi Xiao Zai, lower yourself a little…”

Actually, at this distance, she could just hook her slightly and kiss Fu Siyi, but with her legs wrapped around her waist, Fanzhen didn’t dare make any drastic movements.

Fu Siyi chuckled softly, her laughter light and slow, especially alluring in the darkness.

She obediently lowered her head, her lips hovering in front of Fanzhen’s, no more than half a finger’s length apart, almost touching with just a slight purse of the lips.

She tilted her head, as if to kiss her, but it was just a feint, stopping halfway, just lifting her eyelids to look at Fanzhen.

Fanzhen: !!!

This mischievous and teasing little beast was clearly toying with her.

Very well.

Want to toy, do you?

Let’s see how she’ll reel her in.

Fanzhen moistened her lips, gave her a seductive look, and only after hearing Fu Siyi’s breathing suddenly quicken, did she unhurriedly press her lips against hers.

It was truly just a touch.

Touching Fu Siyi’s lips, she retreated like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Then she pressed again, bouncing back after a brief touch.

This repeated five or six times.

Fu Siyi’s breathing indeed became erratic. Unable to bear it any longer, she reached out and pressed the back of Fanzhen’s head, maintaining the lip-to-lip position: “Jiejie, are you trying to bait me again?”

Fanzhen deliberately extended a tiny tip of her tongue to lick the philtrum of Fu Siyi’s lip: “You baited me first.”

The sensation on her lips was like a kitten’s playful scratch, tingling.

Fu Siyi wanted more, but Fanzhen dodged and weaved, refusing to let her kiss her. Fu Siyi grew anxious, gripped her head, and her lips rained down, prying open her teeth, her tongue gently intertwining and teasing.

She kissed fiercely and urgently. Fanzhen couldn’t help but push back, which only invited Fu Siyi’s more violent assault, leaving ambiguous hickey-like marks on her neck.

Fanzhen’s low moans and whimpers were all swallowed by Fu Siyi’s lips and tongue.

The clothes covering their heads fell to the ground in the intense struggle.

Fanzhen shook her head, her lips swollen from the kisses finally getting a moment’s respite. She gasped for air, forcing out words: “Not… here…”

The next second, Fu Siyi’s lips covered hers completely again. In Fanzhen’s muddled mind, there was only one thought.

Next, time, still, here!

Yes!

Next time, still here.

No wonder AO couples liked to steal moments in the wild. This dark and dangerous environment made the surroundings full of peril, and the Alpha’s strong entanglements and advances made her dizzy with passion.

Fanzhen felt like a weak and helpless prey, wanting to call for help but unable to resist sinking into it.

It was truly, truly, truly stimulating.

Fanzhen had been taught since childhood to be a dignified and demure Omega. All her actions had to conform to the template of a well-bred young lady, never daring to step out of line.

Fu Siyi was her ignition point, awakening a certain repressed fetish deep within her.

Fabric rustled as Fu Siyi held Fanzhen tightly.

“Mm… Yi Zai…”

This little beast was truly skilled!

She knew Fanzhen had cast aside her reserve, and with full indulgence, she responded: “Jiejie, I’m here.”

She no longer knew where she was, what time it was, or what she should be doing.

Fanzhen was disoriented from the kissing, her brain deprived of oxygen, knowing only that the person in front of her was her most beloved little beast.

She shyly closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed, her eyes and brows filled with the charm of a mature elder sister. Warm breaths and intermittent sounds escaped her red lips, both resisting and powerless to resist.

Fu Siyi held Fanzhen’s lower back with both hands, looking up at Fanzhen’s captivating appearance in her sight.

Jiejie… how could she be so beautiful?

So lovely.

She didn’t want to give Jiejie to anyone else.

She could only be hers.

When she was little, she went to Aunt Lisa’s candy shop. Aunt Wan made her vanilla cake, with a rich milky scent that filled the room, attracting all the children choosing candies in the shop.

Aunt Wan asked her to cut the cake into pieces and share them, saying, “Children should learn to share.”

But Jiejie’s cake, she could only taste alone, not share with anyone, not even let anyone smell it.

Fu Siyi brought the delicious little cake to her mouth.

Through a layer of fabric, Fu Siyi could still feel the melt-in-your-mouth texture of the cake. Only, the berry flavor was a little different from before; this time, it had a cool minty taste, and a hint of medicinal herbs.

She only took a light sip, not because she disliked the taste of herbs, but because she was afraid of breaking the fruit.

The berry grains were plump, the pulp sweet and juicy. Perhaps because they were coated with herbal cream, the taste was slightly bitter, with a hint of coolness in the bitterness, just right.

The sweetness and coolness were balanced, and her throat felt much clearer instantly.

Fu Siyi usually hated taking medicine and couldn’t stand even a little bitterness, but at this moment, she couldn’t get enough of it, eating one berry after another, reluctant to put them down.

The corridor between the main building and the annex was enclosed by electric glass on all four sides. The heating was turned up full blast, and the temperature in that corner rose sharply, like a tropical rainforest.

Fanzhen let out a very brief “Ah,” then frantically covered her mouth, her voice seeping through her fingers: “Yi Xiao Zai…”

Fu Siyi, considering her injury, never used force, gently savoring. The second time, she lightly licked, repeatedly asking, “Jiejie, does it hurt?”

Fanzhen certainly wasn’t in pain, but she was going crazy.

She could clearly feel pheromones flowing from her reproductive glands.

Flowing and flowing…

Yet Fu Siyi was still insatiably enjoying herself, mumbling into her ear: “Jiejie, do you like it?”

She liked it.

Liked it so much she couldn’t speak.

The scent glands on her nape were sealed with an inhibitor patch, so even if pheromones leaked out, no one would notice.

But the reproductive glands were like a swamp. Although there was a strong isolation patch, Fu Siyi couldn’t smell the pheromones, but if she continued to tease her, she would inevitably lose control.

Fanzhen forced herself to push Fu Siyi away: “Yi Xiao Zai, that’s enough, hurry and put me down.”

Fu Siyi was unwilling to let go, continuing to kiss her smooth, white earlobe: “Wife, you still owe me a good morning kiss.”

“Didn’t we… um… already kiss?” Fanzhen let out a sweet, sticky hum.

She struggled to avoid him, but Fu Siyi’s kiss slid along her earlobe: “That was the one you owed from last night.”

Fanzhen didn’t know what to do. The nature of an Omega was like this: when slightly provoked by a liked Alpha, pheromones would uncontrollably spread.

In a short while, the pheromones seeping from her reproductive glands would stick to Fu Siyi’s shirt.

Staining her expensive clothes with ambiguous marks.

No, no.

That… would be too embarrassing.

“Jiejie…” The Alpha, at some point, had picked up the little cake to taste again.

Her heart trembled, and another gush of pheromones flowed from her reproductive glands.

Fanzhen’s face exploded in a riot of colors. She violently pushed Fu Siyi away and darted back to the servant’s quarters like a rabbit, leaving Fu Siyi with half-closed eyes, looking at her empty palm.

After a while, as if remembering something, she suddenly curled the corners of her lips.

Jiejie, she really ran fast.

When the Soviet leather factory went bankrupt, even the boss and his sister-in-law didn’t run as fast as she did.

…

Fanzhen ran all the way back to the servant’s quarters. Xiao Ju was cleaning the two corridors and looked a little surprised to see her run past with a flushed face.

“Hey, Fanzhen, what’s wrong? Did you see a ghost, running so fast?”

Fanzhen was in no mood to stop and chat. She ran into her room as if fleeing, slammed the door shut, locked it hastily, fumbled in the wardrobe, and then hid in the bathroom to change her drenched underwear.

Fanzhen then glanced at her wrinkled maid uniform and simply changed everything from the inside out. After all this, she fell onto the bed, red-faced, grabbed a pillow to cover her head, tossed and turned, kicked her legs, and yelled “ow ow ow,” until she finally calmed down after much fussing.

She slowly pulled the pillow down, revealing her utterly flushed face, almost dripping bl00d, her eyes moist, unconsciously biting the pillow fabric.

In broad daylight, disheveled, pressed by a mischievous little beast in a busy corridor, allowing her insatiable demands.

This kind of thing, in Fanzhen’s past, rule-abiding perception, was something she wouldn’t dare to imagine.

However, she found that she didn’t resist it at all; not only did she not resist, but she became addicted to the feeling. Even in such a “dangerous” environment, she was more easily aroused than ever.

Fanzhen felt she was doomed sooner or later. For the past 28 years, she had pretended to be a vegetarian spider demon from Pan Si Cave, only to meet Fu Siyi, who ignited her innate carnivorous nature, pulling her into the abyss of desire.

Damn little beast, had she really never been in a relationship before? How could she be so good at this?

…

After the heat on her face subsided, Fanzhen emerged from the servant’s quarters. She quietly opened the door a crack, and seeing no one in the hall, she tiptoed out, afraid of running into Xiao Ju again and being incessantly interrogated.

Unfortunately, she avoided Xiao Ju but couldn’t avoid Cen Wan. When she pretended to nonchalantly walk into the main building’s restaurant, Cen Wan was adding scallops to a lobster porridge. Seeing Fanzhen trying to hide in a corner, she called out: “Fanzhen…”

Fanzhen smiled stiffly, turned around, and bravely greeted: “Miss Cen, good morning.”

“It’s not morning anymore, it’s already noon…” Cen Wan smiled, tilting her head to look at her, the mischievousness in her eyes unconcealed: “Hey, I clearly saw you and Xiao Yi walking behind me just now. How did you two disappear in the blink of an eye? Where have you been for the past half hour?”

Fanzhen’s eyes darted around: “No, nowhere. I just ran into Sheng Biju delivering pickled vegetables halfway, so I helped with the tally.”

“Is that so? Sheng Biju always delivers early. Why are they delivering at mealtime today?” Cen Wan looked at her with a beaming smile, her gaze catching a hickey on her collarbone, her expression like a raccoon dog eating melons in a wheat field: “Oh, Fanzhen, why is your neck red there?”

Fanzhen was stunned by the question. She then pulled out her phone and checked her reflection.

Sure enough, a fresh, glaring hickey had been “planted” on her collarbone by the little beast at some point.

Fanzhen’s earlobes turned a deep red, like pomegranates, and she stammered: “M-maybe it was bitten by a small bug…”

Cen Wan let out a long “oh,” the end of her voice floating upwards, carrying a faint hint of doubt: “But isn’t it winter now? And, didn’t you wear a different outfit this morning?”

A sharp, soul-piercing question.

Fanzhen’s expression could no longer be described as merely embarrassed: “Aren’t uniforms all the same? Miss Cen must have remembered wrong.”

She pursed her lips, and before Cen Wan could ask another question, she preempted her: “Why haven’t I seen Young Miss? Did she not come for breakfast?”

Fanzhen thought asking this would avoid suspicion, but her clumsy acting was full of flaws in Cen Wan’s eyes.

Cen Wan ultimately couldn’t bear to tease her further and dropped her playful expression: “Xiao Yi said she wants to go shopping at the department store at noon. She informed her department to move the meeting up, so she’s rushing to the company for a meeting now…”

Before she finished speaking, she saw Fanzhen frantically rummaging through the sideboard. Cen Wan paused her spooning of porridge: “Fanzhen, what are you looking for?”

Fanzhen didn’t bother to turn her head: “Going back to the company for a meeting at this time, Young Miss definitely won’t have time for lunch… Not eating breakfast or lunch, how can that be? If this goes on, her stomach will have problems…”

Fanzhen grumbled on, but her hands were busy. She picked out a few of Fu Siyi’s favorite pastries from the dining table and put them into an insulated lunchbox. Then she ran upstairs, came down with a sugar jar, and hurriedly left a message: “Miss Cen, please ask Xiao Ju if you need anything. I’ll be back after delivering breakfast to Young Miss.”

…

Outside, sporadic snowflakes drifted down, like soft, pure white flakes, falling on her nose and melting into her warm skin.

Fanzhen ran very fast. As she went down the steps, she happened to hear the sound of a sports car engine starting. Soon after, two dazzling headlights lit up. She decisively bypassed the garden, taking a shortcut towards the carved iron gate.

Fu Siyi was about to drive out of the gate when her peripheral vision caught sight of someone. She slammed on the brakes. Through the windshield, their gazes intertwined in the snow.

Fanzhen clutched her chest, panting, her right hand holding up the tightly wrapped insulated lunchbox.

Fu Siyi’s gaze fell on the lunchbox, pausing for half a second. In that still moment, her heart felt strangely warm.

With so much snow, Jiejie still chased out to bring her food.

Doesn’t she know to put on an extra layer of clothing?

Icy snowflakes fell one after another on Fanzhen’s delicate, warm skin, quickly melting into transparent water stains. She was dressed thinly, her nose was red from the cold, and snowflakes still clung to her long eyelashes. The dimples at the corners of her mouth were illuminated by the headlights, making her smile both sweet and warm.

“Yi Xiao Zai…”

Fu Siyi unbuckled her seatbelt, reached for a spare coat in the back seat, scooped it up with a cashmere scarf, opened the car door, and ran to Fanzhen, wrapping the coat tightly around her shoulders and winding the scarf twice around her neck.

“What are you doing out in this much snow? Don’t you know how weak your constitution is? Getting sick is no joke.”

Fu Siyi’s tone carried stiff责备, but the action of her hands tightening the clothes around Fanzhen was exceptionally gentle.

Fanzhen handed her the insulated bag, complaining sweetly: “You don’t eat breakfast again. If this continues, you’ll get stomach problems, don’t you know?”

She repeatedly instructed without tiring: “Inside the insulated box are the pastries I made this morning, all with your favorite sesame filling. The other thermos has brewed medicine. Remember to drink it. I also put fruit candies in there, so eat one if it’s bitter…”

Fu Siyi gazed at Fanzhen’s petal-like red lips, her heart warm and intoxicatingly sweet.

Jiejie… she really was like a gentle and virtuous little wife.

Fu Siyi had a cold and aloof personality, but she also disliked a lonely life, a home as quiet as an ancient tomb. Especially during lively festivals, when all the servants went home, the house would become even colder. She would sit alone in her room, facing her mom’s photo for an entire day.

Before, Fu Siyi always found her home cold. Now, only when she returned home did she feel warmth.

Because… Fanzhen was home.

“Alright, go to work. The roads are slippery with snow, so drive carefully. If you’re done with work, give me a call. Bye bye!”

Fanzhen was about to turn around when Fu Siyi quickly clasped her wrist, her palm gently tightening, intertwining their fingers.

Fanzhen’s cheeks flushed, and she nervously glanced around, “Let go, someone will see us.”

Fu Siyi held her without blinking: “This is the main gate, no one will see.”

“Isn’t that…” Fanzhen turned her head and faintly caught sight of two rapidly hiding heads behind the plane tree to the right of the stone steps.

How did they look… like Granny Ying and Miss Cen?

Both were steady and dignified elders. How could they be hiding in the dark, peeking at other people’s gossip?

It must have been her mistake.

Fanzhen shook her head, her gaze sweeping across the area again, and indeed, there was nothing.

She really did see wrong.

Fanzhen secretly criticized herself for being overly suspicious and relaxed a little, but still didn’t dare to be too brazen: “I need to go inside and work. Miss Cen is waiting for me.”

Fu Siyi reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into her embrace, her head pressing down heavily on Fanzhen’s shoulder, her voice very low: “Jiejie, are you trying to run away again?”

Fanzhen tried a few times in her heart, but still couldn’t bear to push Fu Siyi away. Instead, she reached out and hugged her back, letting Fu Siyi put her full weight on her, gently stroking her back: “Good cubby… Jiejie won’t run away…”

“Jiejie, how can you be so good…” Fu Siyi buried her head beside Fanzhen’s neck, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, closing her eyes in peace and contentment.

Jiejie’s embrace was so warm.

Her mother’s early death, her birth mother’s indifference, and Aunt Wan’s departure midway through, pushed the young Fu Siyi into the dark abyss again and again.

She truly… only wanted a hug.

That feeling of completely surrendering herself into another’s embrace felt so good, making her feel like a truly existing individual, no longer…

An extra person.

…

Not far away, behind the plane tree, two figures simultaneously shrank back, simultaneously covering their mouths and laughing softly.

“Oh my, oh my, oh my, they’re hugging, they’re hugging! They’re hugging each other.” Aunt Ying exclaimed in a hushed voice: “I didn’t expect Young Miss to finally open up and even take the initiative to hug someone.”

Cen Wan gave her a look that said, “Everything is under my control”: “Look how excited you are. If they kiss in a bit, wouldn’t you scream? I say, Housekeeper Ying, you’re already half-buried, why are you still so jumpy?”

Aunt Ying, for once, didn’t argue with her. Instead, she smiled even more happily, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes crinkling like chrysanthemums: “Are you saying they’ll… kiss? No way? Young Miss is such an honest Alpha… how could she…”

Cen Wan seemed to have heard a funny joke, pursing her lips and laughing non-stop: “Housekeeper Ying, how much do you really know about your Young Miss? How can you think she’s… honest? I can hear what your Young Miss is plotting from this far away.”

Aunt Ying glared at her, unconvinced: “What’s wrong with my Young Miss? She hasn’t even held an Omega’s hand, so why isn’t she honest? Cen Wan, do you dare to make a bet with me to see who kisses who first, Young Miss or Fanzhen?”

Cen Wan curled her bright red lips: “A bet is a bet, afraid of you?…”

The two, for once, lowered themselves in perfect默契. Aunt Ying even bent her knees 45 degrees to match Cen Wan’s standing angle, making it easier for her to peek.

Two heads, one above the other, hidden behind the tree, slowly extended out at the same time.

The wind at the main gate was strong, carrying fine snowflakes that cascaded down, coloring the tops of Fu Siyi and Fanzhen’s heads white.

Fanzhen struggled slightly in her embrace, her voice soft and sweet: “Alright, Yi Xiao Zai, you should go to work now.”

Fu Siyi felt she had the potential to be a “tyrant ruler.” Wrapped in Jiejie’s warm embrace, everything else could be thrown to the winds. She whined and leaned into Fanzhen’s neck: “Jiejie, are you going to push me away again?”

As soon as the little beast showed weakness, Fanzhen was completely at her mercy, her heart melting like cotton: “No, I didn’t mean to push you away, I just…”

Fanzhen silently bit the corner of the pillow. The little beast was stickily clinging to her, begging for candy. Since she couldn’t resist anyway, she might as well give her enough sweetness to satisfy her, so she wouldn’t keep whimpering and refuse to leave.

“Yi Xiao Zai… come closer…” She propped herself on Fu Siyi’s arm, creating a little distance. She raised her hand to brush the snowflakes from Fu Siyi’s hair, her fingertips moving down to rest on Fu Siyi’s shoulder, then inexplicably hooking her neck.

Then, she closed her eyes and pressed her soft lips against Fu Siyi’s.

A gentle, sweet kiss, explosively sweet.

Fu Siyi’s eyes widened in surprise.

Fanzhen had always been prim and proper, not even allowing her to call her “Jiejie” in public. Yet, at this moment, she boldly hooked her neck and sought a kiss.

Their tender lips pressed tightly together. A snowflake fell on their intertwined lips. Fu Siyi extended her tongue to lightly touch it, melting the snowflake, evaporating it in the warmth of their mingling lips.

A few seconds later, she slowly moved her lips away.

Their eyes met, their gazes clinging to each other, their eyes full of ambiguous, lingering tenderness.

Behind the plane tree, Aunt Ying was so excited she was almost clapping her thighs raw: “Ahhhhhhh, they kissed, they kissed!”

Cen Wan hurriedly pulled Aunt Ying back behind the plane tree: “Hey, don’t peek. How embarrassing would it be if they found out?”

Aunt Ying cooperatively pulled her face back, triumphantly raising her chin at Cen Wan: “How about that? Fanzhen kissed Young Miss first, you lost.”

“Alright, alright, I lost. How will I be punished?” Cen Wan saw through her, but didn’t expose it, willingly accepting the punishment.

Aunt Ying was in a good mood and unusually didn’t argue with Cen Wan, lightly waving her hand: “Never mind, I haven’t thought of it yet. I’ll save it for later.”

Cen Wan pursed her lips and smiled faintly, hearing Aunt Ying’s frustrated urging in her ear: “Oh my, why did they only kiss for such a short while and then stop? Young Miss, don’t be a coward, kiss her! You’re an Alpha… hurry up!…”

Cen Wan burst out laughing, amused by Aunt Ying’s overly intense expression. She had just made a shushing gesture when she saw Aunt Ying take a step forward. Cen Wan quickly pulled her back behind the tree: “Hey, what are you going out for?”

“I’m going to… give her a push.” Aunt Ying rolled up her sleeves, looking eager: “Let them keep kissing… Our Young Miss is really too innocent…”

Before Aunt Ying could finish speaking, Cen Wan dragged her away, pulling and tugging. Aunt Ying struggled, twisting her wrist: “Why are you pulling me? I want to help.”

Cen Wan shot her a cold glance: “Please, ‘helping’? You’re just a stubborn, stinky stumbling block.”