The Beautiful Older Sister I Picked Up Is Good at Flirting - Chapter 47
Chapter 47
Xiaoju, unaware of the situation, kept knocking on the door panel.
“Fanzhen, open up! Let me get in your bed to warm up!”
Fanzhen clearly felt the hand around her waist loosen, followed by a gust of wind lifting the blanket. She panicked and pushed Fu Siyi down, pressing her head back under the covers.
“My lady, I beg you, please don’t make things worse.”
Fu Siyi struggled to peek out, her face dark with jealousy.
“She said she wants to sleep with you. I’ll leave right now—let’s see if she dares come in!”
Tsk! Jealous little gremlin.
Fanzhen couldn’t help but laugh and snuggled into her arms, wrapping her arms around Siyi’s shoulders and whispering softly into her neck,
“Zai Zai, be good…”
Fu Siyi’s tone was domineering, full of possessiveness.
“You’re mine. You can only sleep with me.”
The knocking outside continued persistently. Fu Siyi’s patience was at its limit, and Fanzhen could barely calm her down. She pressed down firmly on Siyi’s shoulders.
“Yixiao Zai, what will it take for you to behave?”
“Give me a kiss,” Fu Siyi blinked innocently, as if she were the wronged one.
Fanzhen’s eyes widened.
“There’s someone outside!”
Fu Siyi curved her lips in a sweet, obedient smile.
“If you don’t kiss me, I won’t listen.”
Fanzhen: !!!
This little beast was downright wicked.
Fanzhen sighed, moistening her lips before placing a light kiss on Siyi’s lips.
Before she could pull back, Siyi, as if anticipating it, turned her head and caught Fanzhen’s retreating lips, locking her in place with a hand behind her head, tilting her chin up and deepening the kiss.
“Mm…” Fanzhen pressed her hands against Siyi’s shoulders, her mouth slightly parted, accepting Siyi’s aggressive and fervent advances.
Fu Siyi’s soft red lips came down on hers, her tongue gently prying Fanzhen’s mouth open, twirling and teasing, until Fanzhen retreated with a shudder—only to be captured again, kissed and softly sucked.
Outside, Xiaoju’s puzzled voice drifted in faintly:
“Fanzhen? What’s going on? Are you okay? Let me in.”
Fanzhen quickly pulled away, just about to answer when she heard Ying Gu’s deliberately hushed scolding voice.
“Wang Xiaoju! What are you doing yelling in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?!”
Ying Gu’s carefully laid plan had been disrupted by Xiaoju—she was fuming.
“Why did you come to Fanzhen’s room?”
Xiaoju pouted pitifully.
“Housekeeper Ying, the heater in my room is broken. It’s too cold to sleep. I just wanted to share Fanzhen’s bed…”
Ying Gu: “……”
Oh no!
She had just been fiddling with the switches and accidentally turned off the heating in both adjacent rooms—one of which was Xiaoju’s.
Ying Gu choked slightly, then barked,
“Fanzhen’s already asleep. If you’re cold, come share with me instead.”
Xiaoju blanched.
“I… I can’t, Housekeeper Ying, you’re an Alpha…”
Ying Gu looked up with a completely serious face.
“You take the bed—I’ll sleep on the floor.”
Xiaoju was about to cry.
“No, no need… I’ll go back to my room…”
Before she finished, she bolted, slamming her door behind her.
Ying Gu stared at her retreating back in confusion, muttering,
“Am I really that scary?”
…
Finally, peace returned outside.
Inside the room, only the intermingled breaths of the two remained.
Fanzhen’s gaze scanned down Fu Siyi’s body. She peeled off the hand stuck to her thigh like frosting and scolded playfully,
“You really are bold.”
Fu Siyi chuckled, pulling her into her arms and whispering by her ear,
“I really, really like you, Jiejie…”
Fanzhen lay against her chest, listening to the rapid thumping of Siyi’s heart.
…Honestly, how could she stay mad?
A smile curled at Fanzhen’s lips. She should scold her—but the words faded, replaced only by the fluttering in her chest.
She looped her arms around Siyi’s neck, murmuring softly in her ear.
“No more… I’m really sleepy…”
Fu Siyi pulled the blanket up, wrapping her snugly, and gave her a sweet smile.
“I never said we had to do anything. You were the one who said… we should do…”
Fanzhen really wanted to smack that dangerously charming face of hers.
Fu Siyi’s eyelashes fluttered as she whined softly,
“I just thought the mattress was too hard and wanted to be your human cushion.”
Idiot.
The barriers Fanzhen had worked so hard to build were completely shattered like paper, totally destroyed by her relentless affection.
“If you sleep like this, your arms will go numb. Can you really sleep?”
She rolled off her gently and nestled back into her arms, wrapping around her waist.
“Let’s just cuddle, okay?”
Fu Siyi pressed her lips to Fanzhen’s hair, closed her eyes, and whispered,
“Okay.”
…
The curtain in the servant’s quarters was thin and didn’t block much light. With her natural body clock, Fanzhen woke up before dawn.
Fu Siyi was still asleep, long hair splayed across the pillow, lashes closed in peaceful stillness, casting soft shadows under her eyes.
Her lips were lightly pursed in sleep, making her look calm and wise.
Fanzhen got dressed in her maid uniform and sat on the bed, unable to resist reaching out and brushing Siyi’s long lashes.
Fu Siyi’s eyelids twitched reflexively.
Her soft lips pouted in displeasure, becoming even more alluring.
Fanzhen couldn’t help herself and leaned in to kiss that pout gently.
“Mm…” Feeling disturbed, Fu Siyi lazily batted her hand away. When she saw it was Fanzhen, she groggily pulled her into her arms again, murmuring,
“Jiejie…”
Fanzhen nearly melted from that clingy little “Jiejie” and almost crawled back into bed to snuggle.
She slapped her own cheeks, trying to maintain her mature, big-sister authority.
“Yixiao Zai, time to wake up.”
Fu Siyi still kept her eyes shut, clearly not planning to move.
“Jiejie, what time is it?”
“A little past seven.” Fanzhen leaned down and kissed her chin.
“Be good, time to get up.”
As she spoke, she laid Siyi’s clothes by the pillow and gently patted her cheek.
“I checked outside just now. No one’s around. They’re all cleaning the main building. Now’s the best time.”
“Best time for what?” Fu Siyi mumbled.
“For you to sneak out,” Fanzhen said, giving her a look.
“Go through the garden path and take the elevator—no one will notice.”
She had the whole escape route planned in her head, but this stubborn little beast just wouldn’t get up. Somehow, she could sleep on a hard servant’s bed but got insomnia on a custom million-dollar mattress.
Fanzhen debated dragging her up, but seeing her lying there like she was bathed in holy light… she just couldn’t do it.
Sigh…
People who use rough wake-up tactics clearly don’t have beautiful people in their beds. If she looked like Fu Siyi, who could be so heartless?
Luckily, there are gentler methods than violence.
Sweet as sugar.
Fanzhen lowered her body, kissed Fu Siyi’s lips, and gently sucked on them.
Just as she pulled away, Fu Siyi grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss forcefully.
After a long moment, they parted, eyes meeting—soft and full of affection.
“…Jiejie, you always tease me,” Fu Siyi murmured hoarsely, now fully awake.
“I was trying to wake you up.” Fanzhen handed her the folded clothes.
“There aren’t any clean clothes here. Just wear this for now. Change when you get to your room. I’ll go check outside again—wait for me to call you, okay? Don’t go out on your own.”
Fu Siyi frowned.
“This is my house. I should go wherever I want. Why do I have to sneak around like a thief?”
Fanzhen was momentarily speechless. She kissed her cheek to appease her.
“Be good, please?”
After finally calming the little beast, Fanzhen quietly pushed open the door. The servant’s lounge was empty. She exhaled in relief and was just about to sneak out to signal Siyi when someone called her from behind.
“Fanzhen.”
She turned to see Xiaoju standing there with a plastic container, smiling brightly.
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