The Beautiful Older Sister I Picked Up Is Good at Flirting - Chapter 52
Chapter 52
Her beloved Omega was just sleeping in the room next door, but Fu Siyi couldn’t sleep at all. Her mind kept replaying the moment half an hour ago when she and Fanzhen said goodnight.
Her sister wore a black lace camisole nightgown, her damp, slightly curled black hair falling along her collarbones. She had pressed a finger to her chest, slowly pushing the clingy Fu Siyi out the door, tilting her head and lowering her voice to whisper with a teasing lilt:
“Good night.”
First day living together and she was already being kicked out of the bedroom?
Her sister was heartless.
Frustrated, Fu Siyi tossed and turned for half an hour but still couldn’t sleep. She pulled out her phone and opened the chat box.
Siyi: “Sister, are you asleep?”
Fanzhen replied instantly:
Fanzhen: “Asleep.”
Fu Siyi paused—how could someone who’s asleep reply to a message?
She didn’t call it out and continued typing:
Siyi: “Sister, I can’t sleep. What should I do?”
Fanzhen: “Then close your eyes and count sheep.”
Feeling a little hurt by being brushed off, Fu Siyi called her.
As soon as the line connected, she heard a short, suppressed chuckle from the other end. It was soft, like a feather brushing her eardrums.
“Sister, I miss you.”
Fanzhen could already imagine the little beast’s pitiful expression, sounding spoiled and unsatisfied. She laughed gently:
“I’m just in the room next door. Is it necessary to miss me that much?”
Fu Siyi coaxed softly, “I miss you… a lot… so much I can’t sleep. Sister, come sleep with me, okay?”
Fanzhen stayed firm: “No way. What if someone sees us? That’d be embarrassing.”
Fu Siyi murmured, “No one will. If I don’t ring the bell, no one dares come over.”
Fanzhen hesitated: “Miss Cen is still living here.”
“She’s gone to a reunion and won’t be back until morning, Fu Siyi whined like a child begging for candy, full-on acting cute. “Sister, please? Come sleep with me…”
Fanzhen held back a laugh: “If I come over, will you let me leave?”
Seeing she wasn’t falling for it, Fu Siyi compromised: “If you won’t sleep with me, can we at least go out to the hallway and cuddle a bit?”
Fanzhen burst into laughter: “I’m not going along with your craziness. Go to sleep. If you can’t sleep, just rest your eyes.”
“But I really can’t… If I sleep badly, I won’t have energy tomorrow, and my work efficiency will drop. Would you be okay with that, Sister?”
Fanzhen: !!!
This little rascal knew how to shift blame and emotionally blackmail? Now low productivity would be her fault?
Still… the “cuddle in the hallway” proposal was kind of tempting.
Truth be told, Fanzhen couldn’t sleep either. Every inch of her skin longed to be close to Fu Siyi.
Her heart swayed. She pretended to be reluctant, muttering a faint “okay.”
She put down her phone, slipped on her slippers, and walked out—but halfway, she detoured to the bathroom. In front of the mirror, she sucked on her lips to bring out a natural flush, then splashed water on her dry hair, dampening it again until it hung in a half-wet state, draping it over one side so that the dripping ends fell into the deep V of her nightgown.
Looking at her seductive reflection in the mirror, she suddenly realized—
She had dressed up on purpose… to seduce Fu Siyi into devouring her.
How shameful.
How did things end up like this?
She’d tried so hard to hide her Omega identity before, terrified Fu Siyi would find out. But now, knowing that continuing like this would trigger an uncontrollable heat, and still…
She was hopeless!
Even if beauty clouded her mind, she couldn’t compromise on this principle.
Fanzhen slapped her cheeks to snap herself out of it, but her footsteps racing out the door betrayed her excitement.
As soon as she opened the door, an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a warm embrace.
Fanzhen nearly screamed.
Fu Siyi’s arms were slender but strong. With a 10cm height difference and the strength advantage of an Alpha, she had total control. If she didn’t want to let go, Fanzhen couldn’t possibly resist.
Fanzhen let herself be held and shyly wrapped her arms around Siyi’s waist, teasing: “Were you waiting at the door this whole time?”
The little beast shamelessly replied with a soft “Mm.”
Fanzhen pinched her waist, soft and flirtatious: “Were you lying in wait like a hunter? How long?”
Fu Siyi, her face buried in her neck, looked up pitifully: “A long time.”
Fanzhen couldn’t help but laugh: “What if I hadn’t come out? Were you planning to wait all night?”
Fu Siyi whispered against her ear, “Sister would come out.”
Fanzhen averted her gaze and caught that hint of mischief in Siyi’s eyes. Her face flushed: “I-I’m not talking to you anymore. Going back to sleep—”
Before she could finish, Fu Siyi cupped her chin and kissed her, sealing her words.
Fanzhen pressed on her shoulders, trying to push away: “Siyi, I can’t breathe…”
Reluctantly, Fu Siyi let go.
They stared at each other, breaths mingling.
Fanzhen’s ears burned red, her lips glistening like syrup: “Didn’t you say… just for a cuddle?”
Fu Siyi, unsatisfied, leaned down again to steal another kiss: “Just a bit. But my ‘bit’ means… the whole night.”
“The whole night?”
Cuddling in the hallway all night? The image overwhelmed Fanzhen, and she quickly pulled away.
“Sister, where are you going?” Fu Siyi gently pulled her back and turned off the hallway lights.
Now the endless hallway was cloaked in darkness, save for the soft glow of a lamp on the entryway table. Fanzhen instinctively backed toward the light.
She stepped back, and Fu Siyi followed. Her gaze was as deep and dark as the midnight sea—irresistible.
Fanzhen backed up until her heel caught on the table. She looked up in panic and met Fu Siyi’s burning eyes.
“W-What are you doing?”
“I want to talk to you,” Fu Siyi said in a low, husky voice, pressing close and lifting her onto the table.
Her black lace nightgown somehow ended up on the floor, leaving her exposed under the Alpha’s gaze.
Embarrassed, Fanzhen had nowhere to hide. Unsteady on the table, she clung to Fu Siyi’s waist, the scene so steamy even she couldn’t bear to look.
Yet the mischievous girl stared openly, not turning away.
Fanzhen’s cheeks turned crimson. She reached up and covered Fu Siyi’s eyes.
But Fu Siyi, the rebellious little beast, didn’t like being denied. If she couldn’t look—she’d taste.
Fanzhen froze.
She tried to push Fu Siyi away, but they were too close—she had no strength left. Her mind was in chaos.
“Sister, my birthday is the day after tomorrow. I want to go public about our relationship,” Fu Siyi whispered sweetly, lips brushing against her skin. “I want to introduce you to everyone—as my girlfriend. Can I?”
Fanzhen’s head swirled with chaos. She couldn’t speak.
“Please?” came Fu Siyi’s hoarse, pleading voice.
She felt like she was drowning in a boiling sea, weightless and breathless, clinging to the only thing she could—Fu Siyi’s hair.
Her fingers threaded through the strands, mustering what little clarity she had left.
Not now.
She had a marriage engagement. How could she go public with Fu Siyi?
She’d become the talk of their classmates—maybe of the entire upper circle.
She loved Fu Siyi, loved her pride, her arrogance.
She couldn’t let Fu Siyi lose her dignity because of her.
Fanzhen bit her lip and barely managed to speak: “It’s too… early. Let’s wait. Don’t rush. Let’s just date for now… mmm…”
Fu Siyi gave her a teasing bite: “How long?”
Her tone was part threat, part coaxing.
She hadn’t even bitten hard—it was more like teasing.
Fanzhen’s ears turned crimson. Her hands rested weakly on Fu Siyi’s shoulders as she mumbled, “Siyi, you can’t just threaten people.”
With the main house and annex separated, they were truly alone. The little beast let loose.
“You said if I performed well, I could finish the trial period early,” Fu Siyi muttered, pulling her closer. Then she noticed the wetness on her sleepwear and looked up. “Sister, are you brushing me off?”
“I… I’m not…”
Fanzhen’s cheeks burned. She could feel the scent glands at her nape leaking pheromones into Fu Siyi’s clothes, but she had no way to control it.
“You’re breaking your promise,” Fu Siyi said, then kissed her lips in frustration.
A cornered rabbit will bite.
And no one ever mistook Fu Siyi for a rabbit.
“Siyi…” Fanzhen called softly.
“Mm.” Her lips stayed pressed to Fanzhen’s.
Fanzhen could feel her breath warm on her lips as she spoke.
“You’re always recording me,” Fu Siyi accused softly. “Do I need to start recording too, so you don’t deny what you say later?”
Because of the angle, she could see Fanzhen’s trembling lashes. Like fluffy feathers, they brushed against her heart.
The itch was unbearable. Fu Siyi gently touched her gland.
Fanzhen tilted her head back, biting her lip and glaring at her.
Maybe it was desire—her eyes shimmered like water, fogged with lust, shifting from anger to seduction.
“Siyi… you shameless girl.”
Though furious, her body betrayed her.
When Fu Siyi’s fingers touched her, her glands overflowed like a wine bottle tipped on its side.
Fu Siyi had always seemed cold—not lacking in passion, just waiting for the right spark.
Fanzhen was that spark.
When her finger entered the “bottle,” it was met with a goldfish-like sensation, lips softly suckling, swallowing her in.
Fu Siyi froze, her cheeks burning red.
Even without experience, she knew what that meant.
When she looked up, Fanzhen’s eyes met hers—teary and glowing.
Fu Siyi panicked, not understanding Omega reactions, and seeing Fanzhen cry made her heart ache even more.
She stood still, helpless, until Fanzhen leaned close, whispering in her ear through tears:
“…Zai Zai…”
Her face burning red, she couldn’t say it outright. It was too shameful.
But she felt so overwhelmed. She didn’t know what else to do, so she buried her face in Fu Siyi’s neck.
That way, Fu Siyi couldn’t see her expression.
If she couldn’t see it, Fanzhen wouldn’t be embarrassed—
And could finally summon the courage to say what she truly wanted:
“…Help me.”