After Getting Married to My Obsessive Older Sister - Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Chu Yiqiao, clutching the “Apricot Bunny Girl Roleplay Couple’s Cosplay Costume,” secretly made a detour to her apartment.

The apartment was right across the street from the Southeast Gate of Jing University, a 600-meter walk. It was a birthday gift from Tan Ze during Chu Yiqiao’s senior year of high school. Tan Ze had said that since she was guaranteed to get in, the apartment could be used for napping and painting, even if she didn’t spend the night there.

Chu Yiqiao pushed open the door. The apartment wasn’t large, a standard one-bedroom, one-living room setup for a single person. No one had ever spent the night here since the place was renovated. Chu Yiqiao spent a lot of time here during her freshman and sophomore years, listening to music and catching up on assignments, gaining a precious and luxurious space for solitude as a university student.

After entering her junior year, she no longer had evening classes, and the apartment became idle. Someone came to clean it every week. The interior was bright and clean, with a sketch Chu Yiqiao painted during her sophomore year hanging on the living room wall.

Chu Yiqiao closed the door, hugged the long, flat delivery box, and crept into the apartment’s laundry room. She opened the washing machine door and dumped all the fabric from the box inside. She didn’t notice a small accessory falling out. A large, golden bell rolled gulu-gulu to Chu Yiqiao’s feet, emitting a faint, mortifying jingle.

…It must be the one for the neck, right?

Never mind! Chu Yiqiao hurriedly picked it up and threw it into the washing machine as well.

Then, she stood foolishly in front of the washing machine, staring at the buttons for three minutes. Following a tutorial on Little Red Book, Chu Yiqiao washed her first load of laundry.

If those pieces of cloth counted as clothes.

At 4:30 PM, Tan Ze appeared at the North Gate of Jing University on time. The car waited under the shade for five minutes before that familiar small figure appeared in her view.

Chu Yiqiao, with her backpack on, ran toward Tan Ze without an umbrella. Because the bag slung over her right shoulder was so bulging, her running posture was slightly comical. Her head was tilted slightly to the left, and she ran diagonally toward Tan Ze.

“Sister… ha… have you been waiting long?” Chu Yiqiao panted, taking the wet wipe Tan Ze handed her.

Tan Ze hid her emotions well. No one could guess from her expression that the thing she most wanted to do was drag Chu Yiqiao directly to the back seat to have sex. But doing it at home would be the same.

After one wipe, Tan Ze expertly took the trash from Chu Yiqiao’s palm and handed her another. As usual, she reached for Chu Yiqiao’s bag: “What’s inside…”

“Sister!” Chu Yiqiao’s voice rose suddenly, interrupting her. Her hand pressed anxiously on Tan Ze’s, her curled eyelashes trembling uncontrollably: “I’ll put it down myself.”

Then, she placed the bag on her right side, forcing herself to sit closer to Tan Ze.

The distance was suddenly closed. Tan Ze could vaguely smell the strong scent of laundry detergent emanating from the person next to her. She thought about it for a few seconds but came up empty. Tan Ze couldn’t be bothered to guess anymore. She could just ask later, in bed, at home.

“Suit yourself. Dinner has already been ordered. You can eat as soon as we get home.”

Tan Ze’s voice carried a coldness she wasn’t even aware of. Coincidentally, Chu Yiqiao was too nervous to notice it either.

“Okay.” Chu Yiqiao nodded. With her right hand, she quietly held open a small gap in the tote bag. The overtly suggestive bunny tail lay quietly on top—so suggestive that Chu Yiqiao didn’t even dare to throw it away, fearing being filmed by surveillance cameras and having her reputation ruined.

The couple ate dinner, both finding the food tasteless for different reasons.

Chu Yiqiao had already been kissed by Tan Ze on the console table by the entrance when she got home. Her two soft lips were not only red but swollen, and they took on a beautiful sheen after she drank some soup.

Tan Ze was unusually quiet during the meal. Her gray-blue eyes silently observed Chu Yiqiao’s white teeth and red tongue as she ate, like a calm sea brewing a storm.

Perhaps all of her thoughts were on the bunny tail, but Chu Yiqiao never noticed anything amiss with her sister. She only felt that her sister was particularly dominant tonight, spoke very little, and kissed her fiercely, but it was also very pleasurable.

After dinner, they cleaned up the table together. Tan Ze threw away the trash and, with a straight face, grabbed Chu Yiqiao’s arm and led her to the bathroom to wash her hands.

The hand soap was by Tan Ze’s side. Chu Yiqiao was so spoiled that she didn’t even want to bend down. She bumped Tan Ze with her hips, spread her hands, and looked at Tan Ze: “Thank you, Wife.”

Tan Ze thought, Will Chu Yiqiao need someone to squeeze soap for her if she goes abroad? She grabbed the soap dispenser and expressionlessly squeezed a large pump for Chu Yiqiao.

The faucet was turned on. Chu Yiqiao lowered her head and carefully washed each finger. She was still wearing the thin white long-sleeved shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. Her forearms were whiter than the shirt, glaringly white under the cool bathroom light.

Chu Yiqiao seemed to be in a good mood. As she washed, she muttered the seven-step hand-washing method she had followed since high school. When Chu Yiqiao got to the sixth step, the faucet was suddenly turned off. She looked up in confusion, and the unuttered syllable was swallowed whole by Tan Ze.

This kiss was not as innocent as the one by the entrance. Tan Ze was clearly using the kiss as a means to seize control of Chu Yiqiao. She knew Chu Yiqiao and understood exactly how to kiss and suck to make Chu Yiqiao surrender the fastest.

Tan Ze wrapped one arm around Chu Yiqiao’s waist, pressing her against her. Her other hand roamed Chu Yiqiao’s smooth back, her fingers slightly curved. With a “click,” Tan Ze was met with a soft squeeze.

One hand couldn’t contain it. It softly spilled out between her fingers. First rubbing, then kneading. Chu Yiqiao was used to sucking and licking. This was the first time for this.

Tan Ze seemed very enthusiastic about that area. The duration was much longer than Chu Yiqiao had expected. She started by standing, then needed Tan Ze to hold her bottom to keep from falling.

“Sister… mm… I have something for you,” Before Tan Ze seemingly turned her attention elsewhere, Chu Yiqiao broke free from the constraint of Tan Ze’s lips and tongue, panting as she spoke.

“What a coincidence,” Tan Ze hugged Chu Yiqiao’s waist, looking down to peck Chu Yiqiao’s lips repeatedly: “I have something I want to ask you too.”

“Sister, I want to take a shower first.” Chu Yiqiao was already aroused and extremely clingy. Tan Ze had just casually cupped her, feeling like she was holding a juicy, soft peach. Chu Yiqiao’s legs were weak, and she nearly sat down directly.

“Okay.” Tan Ze placed Chu Yiqiao in the tub and turned on the shower. The white shirt, wet, became almost transparent. Chu Yiqiao restlessly straightened up. Her… was prominent, like a plum blossom in the snow.

Chu Yiqiao noticed Tan Ze’s gaze and futilely covered herself with her hands.

On the other side, facing Chu Yiqiao, Tan Ze began to unbutton her own shirt without a word. Chu Yiqiao looked at the large expanse of white in front of her and quickly spoke: “Sister, I want to shower by myself.”

“Are you sure?”

Tan Ze bent down and unhurriedly began to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor.

Chu Yiqiao nodded. The bathroom door wasn’t closed. Through the gap between Tan Ze’s legs, she could see the bag she had hidden in the room.

“Yes.”

When it came to doing it, Tan Ze never worried about Chu Yiqiao backing out midway. Chu Yiqiao’s willpower was too weak; a single salty kiss was enough to make her forget everything. Tan Ze had considered what to do if they argued. After careful comparison and thought, the conclusion was that a round of sex was more effective than anything else.

“Fine.” Tan Ze left with the clothes, not forgetting to close the bathroom door for Chu Yiqiao before leaving.

Only when the continuous sound of running water came from the next room did Chu Yiqiao lean on the wall and walk out. She opened the bag, carried the black leather fabric she had washed and dried that afternoon, and returned to the bathroom.

The sound of water in the bathroom hadn’t stopped. Tan Ze, wrapped in a bathrobe, stood by the door waiting. The location tracker confirmed that Chu Yiqiao was inside. Tan Ze looked down at her phone screen, a hint of confusion in her expression.

How do you take a shower that results in “aroused” and “nervous” states lasting for more than ten minutes?

Was Chu Yiqiao… pleasuring herself inside?

Tan Ze quickly dismissed the thought. She waited for ten minutes, but the “pleasure” state never appeared.

“Chu Yiqiao, are you okay by yourself? I’m coming in.” When the status display adjusted back to “aroused,” Tan Ze raised her hand, placed it on the bathroom doorknob, and pressed down.

The door opened. The first thing she saw was a pair of exaggerated black bunny ears. The tight black leather fabric outlined the curves of the person in front of her perfectly. Her two straight, well-proportioned legs were encased in black fishnet stockings. The sides of the V-shape were lined with adorable lace, which looked especially unflattering against her snow-white skin.

When Tan Ze opened the door, Chu Yiqiao was stubbornly looking down and trying to tuck the exposed 3/4 of her… back in. This was her first time buying this, and she didn’t realize that merchants usually make it a half size smaller for visual effect. Not only did the plumpness make it painful, but the two triangular pieces were also smaller than Chu Yiqiao had measured, looking as if they would pop out if she moved too quickly.

“Chu Yiqiao,” Tan Ze suddenly lowered her voice, walking slowly as if approaching a real little bunny.

Chu Yiqiao hadn’t had the courage to look at the final effect in the mirror yet, but the few glances she took downwards were already stimulating enough.

“Sister!! I’m not ready yet!” Chu Yiqiao shouted.

Tan Ze walked closer and closer. Chu Yiqiao was about to faint. She tried to cover her chest first, but failed, so she went to cover her lower half. She was making it more obvious. Finally, she held up her hands and covered her face.

Chu Yiqiao’s altered voice muffled from behind her hands: “Sister… don’t look at me…”

“Beautiful,” Tan Ze walked closer, slowly backing Chu Yiqiao into a corner.

Chu Yiqiao covered her face. Her entire face had already flushed crimson the moment she met Tan Ze’s eyes. Her slender, white fingers covered her face, but they couldn’t hide her trembling eyelashes and rosy lips. Tan Ze took Chu Yiqiao’s hands into her own, pressed her knee against her, and kissed her.

Lips and teeth met and parted, drawing out a suggestive silver thread in the air.

There’s no need to elaborate on the top half, but Tan Ze was more concerned about one thing. She thought she’d seen it in a daze, but couldn’t be sure, until—

“How does this have a zipper?” Tan Ze pinched the small zipper pull, her palm completely covering the area: “Bad bunny.”

Chu Yiqiao whimpered and nodded. Her rationality had been ruthlessly abandoned the moment she put on those special stockings.

Chu Yiqiao countered softly: “I’m not bad.”

Tan Ze rewarded her with a kiss on the little bunny’s cheek.

Then, she unzipped it.

“How convenient,” Tan Ze poked her finger in: “So thoughtful.”

“Didn’t you forget one thing?” Tan Ze turned her head and saw the bunny tail that Chu Yiqiao had accidentally left on the sink.

“Sister,” Chu Yiqiao glanced at it, recoiling as if she’d been pricked. She proactively wrapped her arms around Tan Ze’s waist and pleaded softly: “No, not that one, okay?”

Too late. Tan Ze had already retrieved it. She kissed Chu Yiqiao’s forehead as if coaxing a child, her expression amiable, but she had already completely unzipped the costume: “We’ve tried it before. You can handle it.”

The bunny tail was put on.

When the zipper was pulled back up, it couldn’t be pulled all the way because of the obstruction.

“Is this better?” Tan Ze pressed Chu Yiqiao’s shoulder blades, kindly helping her adjust the angle.

“No, no!” The bunny ears on Chu Yiqiao’s head trembled slightly.

Chu Yiqiao could barely breathe. Tan Ze put her arm around her and started to walk out, but she was cruel. She only led her to the bathroom door before letting go. She then strode to the bed and sat down, taking her time to appreciate Chu Yiqiao’s awkwardness and embarrassment not far away.

“Can you spin around? I want to see.” Tan Ze sat on the edge of the bed, a clear curve in the corner of her mouth. She didn’t think she was easy to coax, but she couldn’t help it. Chu Yiqiao was trying so hard.

Chu Yiqiao blushed and nodded. The bell on her neck jangled crisply with her movement.

The designer was clever. There was almost no fabric on the back, leaving a large empty space, with only two thin black lines crossed and precariously holding it together. When Chu Yiqiao turned her back, Tan Ze saw a fuller view. The… was pitifully squeezed by the slightly undersized outfit, trembling faintly.

“I can’t see clearly,” Tan Ze made a serious and vulgar request: “Walk closer and spin around one more time.”

Chu Yiqiao gritted her teeth and took a small step forward. After only one step, she was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pulled forward. She finally stopped timidly in front of Tan Ze. They were so close that Tan Ze’s warm breath could be sprayed directly onto Chu Yiqiao’s skin.

Chu Yiqiao slowly, slowly, spun around.

“So cute.” Tan Ze had a different adjective in mind, but seeing that Chu Yiqiao’s fingers were already trembling like a sieve before anything was even done, she quickly changed to this one.

Chu Yiqiao fell into Tan Ze’s arms, her face red. This was Tan Ze’s first close encounter with a rabbit. The first thing she learned was that a rabbit’s flesh is very soft, and its tail cannot be touched. If you touch it, the whole rabbit will tremble like a sieve.

But Tan Ze just loved the feel of the bunny tail—soft and springy. She seemed to be addicted to playing with it while hugging Chu Yiqiao’s waist until Tan Ze felt a small hard point.

She pressed it.

“Buzz-buzz-buzz…”

Tan Ze laughed out loud. She pulled Chu Yiqiao up to look her in the eyes. That sweet and lovely face from the daytime was now completely unpresentable. Her gaze was unfocused, and her mouth was wide open, panting foolishly.

Tan Ze: “Baby, your tail is moving.”

“Mm…! Sister! I want a kiss, a kiss…” Chu Yiqiao knew that asking for anything else was useless, so she asked for a kiss as a second-best option.

How is she so good at acting spoiled?

Tan Ze wrapped her arms around Chu Yiqiao’s waist and guided her onto the bed. She sat halfway up, letting Chu Yiqiao sit on her. Chu Yiqiao’s exposed skin glowed subtly in the light. The tail was still moving. The corners of Chu Yiqiao’s eyes were red. She propped one hand on Tan Ze’s abdomen. She wanted to turn it off herself, but the button was too concealed, only succeeding in making herself more and more… dirty.

After five or six minutes of this torment, Chu Yiqiao suddenly collapsed onto Tan Ze, her face bright red, covered in ambiguous, warm tears. Tan Ze finally took pity, reached down to cup the bunny tail again, and pulled it out suddenly!

“Ah! Sister!”

Like a broken faucet, the scene shocked Tan Ze no matter how many times she saw it.

The zipper was unzipped again. Tan Ze cleverly understood the designer’s intent and, holding Chu Yiqiao, took the convenient route. Chu Yiqiao was enthusiastic, almost solicitous. Rich wine was delivered to Tan Ze’s hand in waves. Her soft cheek pressed against the bridge of Tan Ze’s nose, rubbing like a small animal, hoping for a gentler treatment.

Just before the climax, Tan Ze stopped. She didn’t even stay inside like before. This time, she chose to leave directly, letting Chu Yiqiao lick the wine from between her fingers.

“Mm…! Sister, I want…” Chu Yiqiao was being tormented to the point of madness.

She didn’t understand. Her sister hadn’t played like this in a long time. Why would she suddenly think of doing this now? Too mean, too cruel.

Chu Yiqiao cupped Tan Ze’s wrists in her hands. She was more like a kitten than a bunny, slowly licking her way to the fingertips. This overly detailed service was entirely self-taught. Tan Ze hadn’t intentionally taught her. Chu Yiqiao was too smart and quickly discovered that this was the best way to melt Tan Ze’s heart and get everything she wanted the fastest.

“Wife, Wife…”

But Tan Ze was cold this time. She even held Chu Yiqiao’s waist to prevent her from twisting, completely eliminating the last possibility of Chu Yiqiao helping herself. Tears instantly streamed from Chu Yiqiao’s eyes. She pitifully and lightly bit Tan Ze’s ring finger.

Sister clearly knew she was very bad at doing it to herself. Why wouldn’t she indulge her even this much?

“Chu Yiqiao,” Tan Ze suddenly said: “I have something I want to talk to you about.”

“Huh?”

What?

“Mm, I’m listening, Sister,” Chu Yiqiao replied vaguely, her mind clearly not on the conversation.

Chu Yiqiao, again, instinctively tried to clench herself, but it was ultimately futile. She hugged and kissed Tan Ze, proactively guiding the hand resting on her waist downwards.

“Sister, do we have to talk now?”

Tan Ze seemed to soften. She opened her mouth to respond when Chu Yiqiao actively kissed her, but she still didn’t move, just leaving Chu Yiqiao hanging.

Chu Yiqiao seemed to see an opportunity. She leaned in, bit Tan Ze’s earlobe, and pleaded: “Be gentle to the good bunny, okay? Qiao Qiao isn’t bad.”

Tan Ze kept her face strained, not wanting Chu Yiqiao to see that she was already hers.

Chu Yiqiao hugged Tan Ze’s arm to appease her and then kissed Tan Ze’s lips: “Please, Sister.”

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