Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 32

Lin Qingyue’s phone was full of messages, but she was too lazy to read them and dismissed them all, leaving nothing interesting to look at.

She could only stare at Xu Luzhi across from her.

The young girl was quite beautiful, a pleasing sight. When she lowered her head to sip the coconut juice, her cherry red little mouth was slightly pursed, and some of the milky white juice got on the corner of her lip, yet she didn’t notice at all.

There was an indescribable delicacy that made one uncontrollably want to lick away the milky white from her lips.

As she watched, she saw Xu Luzhi wink slyly, the dimples on her cheeks faintly appearing, as if she had just pulled a prank, triumphantly raising the corner of her brow.

Lin Qingyue’s gaze fell on the phone in her hand. The phone screen faintly reflected the WeChat interface, and the smile on the young girl’s face could not be hidden.

Lin Qingyue finally couldn’t help herself and asked casually, “Who are you chatting with?”

Chatting so happily.

Xu Luzhi responded with an “Mmm,” looked up, and said cheerfully, “My older sister.”

“Which older sister?” Lin Qingyue asked, her smoky voice low and faint.

Her fingertips tapped the table lightly and unobtrusively. Good, another “older sister” had appeared in such a short time.

Thinking of Zhao Ru’s proud yet determined look, and the hidden hostility she showed towards her, Lin Qingyue could tell at a glance what the other person was thinking.

Lin Qingyue didn’t believe that they only had a senior-junior relationship and no other intentions towards Xu Luzhi.

They seemed quite familiar.

Lin Qingyue unconsciously thought of so many things, her imagination running wild, until Xu Luzhi looked up and asked in confusion, “What other older sister? Of course, it’s my biological older sister.”

Lin Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief: “Oh.”

For some reason, she felt compelled to ask again, “Aren’t you going to chat with your senior?”

Xu Luzhi found it a bit amusing: “She just left, what’s there to talk about?”

“Can’t you talk to her just because she left?” Lin Qingyue breathed out like a silk ribbon, almost urging her, “She even saved a seat for you and gave you her food.”

As soon as the words fell, a steaming basin of crayfish was placed on the table, mixed with rich sauce. The large crayfish were red shelled with big heads, steaming hot, and the air was filled with a spicy aroma.

Lin Qingyue glanced at the crayfish and smiled casually: “See, how polite your senior is.”

Xu Luzhi keenly felt that the air had become fiery, and Lin Qingyue’s words, which clearly held a hidden meaning, made her feel that something was very wrong.

This tone… Could older sister be jealous?

Xu Luzhi’s heart stirred, and to test the truth, she agreed with Lin Qingyue’s implication: “Yes, I should thank my senior properly next time. She has always taken good care of me.”

Lin Qingyue gave her a superficial look, slowly putting on a pair of plastic gloves and reaching for a crayfish.

The freshly cooked crayfish was scalding hot, and grasping it instantly left a red mark on her fair skin.

Lin Qingyue held on, feeling the pain that shot up from her fingers to her heart, and slowly removed the head of the crayfish: “Then you are really lucky.”

This one “sister,” that one “sister” whenever she met someone older, they were all “sisters.”

Xu Luzhi stared intently at the action in her hand. Lin Qingyue didn’t seem afraid of the heat, but she let out a soft “Hiss,” as if the pain was on herself.

When Lin Qingyue finally peeled out a piece of snow-white, intact meat, Xu Luzhi couldn’t help but snatch her hand to look, and there was clearly a red mark on her fingertip.

She gently touched it, almost being able to feel the pain, and reproached her: “Older sister, couldn’t you wait before eating?”

The young girl’s dark, bright eyes were clear and genuinely anxious, which made Lin Qingyue feel a little guilty.

She took off the glove, pretended to blow on her finger, and said perfunctorily, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Xu Luzhi: “…”

She picked up Lin Qingyue’s hand, took the large cup of iced coconut juice, and then pressed the cup firmly onto her finger, holding it down.

Lin Qingyue winced from the pain, her brow furrowed. The sudden cold and the heat on her fingertip created a sharp conflict, stimulating her so much that she almost cried out.

Xu Luzhi looked at her coldly: “Now you know it hurts, Older Sister?”

Lin Qingyue still tried to be tough: “It’s not a big deal.”

“Oh.” Xu Luzhi puffed out her cheeks, staring at Lin Qingyue who was obediently icing her finger, then picked out a crayfish with her chopsticks, peeled it, and handed it to Lin Qingyue’s lips: “Open your mouth.”

Lin Qingyue still wanted to hold a grudge, but with the temptation right in front of her, looking at Xu Luzhi’s calm face, she couldn’t resist and obediently parted her lips.

The snow white, tender crayfish meat slid down her throat, carrying a bit of spicy and fresh aroma, making Lin Qingyue tingle, a tingling sensation running down her spine, as if she had been electrocuted.

“Does it still hurt?” Xu Luzhi softened her tone and asked.

Having eaten the other person’s offering, Lin Qingyue obediently shook her head: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Xu Luzhi took the cup back, and at the same time, moved the entire basin of crayfish in front of her, not allowing Lin Qingyue to touch it.

The young girl’s peeling technique was very skilled she pulled off the head, then the feet, tore along the back, and the fresh, hot crayfish appeared glistening in her fair palm.

She dipped it into the sauce and, without even looking up, dropped it into Lin Qingyue’s bowl.

This was the first time Lin Qingyue had been fed like this, and it felt very novel. She rested her head in boredom, watching Xu Luzhi peel the crayfish while she only had to be responsible for putting the shrimp into her mouth.

If she was too lazy to move, she could just open her mouth as a signal, and the next crayfish thrown would go straight into her mouth instead of her bowl.

Xu Luzhi, who was usually the one being pampered, was now diligently serving Lin Qingyue without any complaint.

Lin Qingyue, having leisure time, became even more restless. She carefully chose her words and asked, “Aren’t you eating any?”

Xu Luzhi didn’t look up and let out a soft hum from her throat, her meaning very clear.

After all that, still eating?

Lin Qingyue chuckled, lowered her head, and pursed her lips. For some reason, she felt particularly happy.

An indescribable joy, as if she was being spoiled without reservation.

She couldn’t help but want to ask Xu Luzhi how many other people she had peeled crayfish for, but knowing she would surely be scolded if she asked, she held it back, and finally said, “I want a beer.”

Xu Luzhi stopped what she was doing and looked up at her.

The usually unruly beauty sat quietly across from her, her hands clean, not stained with any juice, only her pomegranate-red lips looked even more vibrant.

Lin Qingyue thought Xu Luzhi wouldn’t agree, and was about to add, “It’s fine if you don’t want one.”

Before she could speak, Xu Luzhi nodded: “Go ahead.”

She added another sentence: “Get me a can too.”

Lin Qingyue was a little surprised and blurted out instinctively, “Little ones aren’t allowed to drink alcohol.”

It was Xu Luzhi who giggled, putting on a shameless expression: “It’s just beer, I won’t get drunk.”

Lin Qingyue hesitated for a moment, but still got her a can. Of course, she cheated.

The can for herself was a full 800 ml, while the one for Xu Luzhi was carefully selected, only 250 ml.

With the two cans side by side, even a blind person could see the difference.

To cover up, Lin Qingyue also grabbed all the freshly grilled skewers at once, strategically placing the large pile of skewers between the two beer cans.

Xu Luzhi noticed the difference at a glance, pointed at the beer cans, and questioned: “Why is mine so small?”

Lin Qingyue rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and smiled innocently: “Is that so? Maybe it’s because of perspective things closer look bigger…”

Xu Luzhi: “…” Her gaze shifted from the table to Lin Qingyue’s face, looked around a few times, and genuinely felt that older sister was treating her like an idiot.

The ring-pull was opened with a soft pop, and the pale yellow beer gurgled into the cup, the foam overflowing, almost spilling over the side. Small water droplets appeared on the outside of the cup, dangerous and stimulating.

The night slowly descended, the light bulbs flickered on and off, the tin fan creaked, causing Lin Qingyue’s long hair to fly, surrounded by the sounds of noise and clinking glasses, the aroma of barbecue filling the air.

Xu Luzhi glanced at her exposed, fair arm and suddenly had a concrete feeling of living in the summer.

Beer, barbecue, crayfish, and… the person she liked.

Xu Luzhi rarely drank and didn’t like the taste of alcohol, but at this moment, looking at the malt-yellow liquid with foam in her glass, she suddenly felt a strong desire to try it.

Lin Qingyue was already addicted. She didn’t use a cup, drinking straight from the can, her expression unmoved, only a hint of intoxication gradually appearing in her peach blossom eyes.

Xu Luzhi looked at her, feeling that after drinking, Lin Qingyue seemed even more alluring, free and untamed, as if she might run away at any moment.

She recalled a term, “alcohol and sensual indulgence” (jiu sè), which she hadn’t understood before, but now, in a daze, she grasped its meaning.

A beautiful woman intoxicated was more abundantly charming than all the side dishes combined.

Xu Luzhi pursed her lips, occasionally chewing on a lamb skewer. Finally, she mustered the courage to take a large gulp of the beer from the rim of the cup.

The beer, upon first entering her mouth, had only a faint bitterness. After a while, a strange alcoholic flavor burst forth slightly fragrant, slightly bitter, indescribably odd, yet somehow a little addictive.

Xu Luzhi took a big sip and frowned, feeling like a small flame was burning in her stomach. Combined with the spiciness of the skewers, it became two little flames.

She looked up, and a mist coated her round eyes, making them look particularly hazy under the incandescent light.

Lin Qingyue finished her can of beer in just three or four gulps. Not satisfied, she set her sights on the young girl’s cup of beer.

Her index finger moved slightly, pointing toward Xu Luzhi’s cup. Her peach blossom eyes sparkled: “Aren’t you drinking?”

Xu Luzhi blinked slowly, her thoughts sluggish: “…Bitter.”

“Since it’s bitter, then don’t drink it,” Lin Qingyue chuckled lightly, and like a seductive fox, she raised her hand to touch Xu Luzhi’s cup.

The slow to react Xu Luzhi was quick-handed, instantly moving the cup away, and then firmly grabbing Lin Qingyue’s reaching hand.

Older sister’s hand, with skin like ice and bones like jade, was fair and slender she wanted to rest her head on it to sleep.

Across the small table, Xu Luzhi, as if possessed, held onto Lin Qingyue’s hand and refused to let go, her gaze dark and unreadable, as if she wanted to consume it.

Lin Qingyue was stunned for a few seconds, then curved her lips leisurely, picking up a piece of fried banana with her free hand and bringing it to Xu Luzhi’s mouth.

Xu Luzhi paused, opened her mouth, and ate it, her tongue unintentionally licking the pad of Lin Qingyue’s finger, like an unrestrained little puppy.

“Let go, little one?” Perhaps because of the alcohol, Lin Qingyue exuded even more enchanting allure than usual. Her smiling gaze seemed seductive.

She chuckled softly, exquisitely charming: “How long are you going to keep holding onto me?”

Xu Luzhi stared unblinkingly at Lin Qingyue, her blood boiling due to the alcohol, a distinct surging feeling in her veins.

She felt hotter and hotter, like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, and every smile or glance from Lin Qingyue seemed like a handful of firewood lightly tossed down, igniting her endlessly.

For a moment, she wanted to swallow Lin Qingyue whole, to make her cry out charmingly under her own hands as well.

Xu Luzhi swallowed, and to prevent Lin Qingyue from snatching her meager amount of beer, she unhesitatingly raised her cup and drank deeply, gulping it down as if pouring water.

She held her breath, ignoring the bitterness in her mouth, gurgle, gurgle, liquid spilling from the corners of her lips, while her other hand stubbornly held onto Lin Qingyue.

Sister is taking things, Sister is bad, Sister must compensate Zhizhi.

Therefore, Sister should compensate herself to Zhizhi.

Xu Luzhi finished the entire cup of beer in one go, feeling extremely full. After holding it in for a long time, she couldn’t help but let out a long burp.

She immediately covered her mouth in panic, looking left and right, afraid of ruining her image. Only when she confirmed no one noticed her did she relax.

After covering her mouth, Xu Luzhi belatedly realized she had let go of the hand and anxiously looked back.

On the wooden table, a fair arm lay quietly, as if available for her to take as she wished.

“Sister is so good,” Xu Luzhi mumbled indistinctly, indulging the dark side of her heart before her reason was entirely consumed by alcohol.

Just being a little selfish, using alcohol as an excuse for madness, that should be forgivable, right?

Xu Luzhi thought this way, contentedly giving up her rational resistance to the alcohol, allowing her gaze to become hazy.

The young girl’s features were clean, and even when drunk, her eyes were bottomlessly clear, completely devoid of any greasiness or repulsion; instead, they were softer, adding a hint of allure.

It was as if a budding gardenia had unfolded its petals, dazzling and impossible to ignore.

Xu Luzhi called out drowsily, “Sister”

Her tone softened into a pool of liquid, whining coquettishly like a little drunk cat.

“You’re drunk already?” Lin Qingyue found it amusing. She tried to pull her hand back, but couldn’t.

She might be drunk, but she still had considerable strength.

This little one shouldn’t be like this, getting drunk so easily. What if someone kidnapped her?

Lin Qingyue had drunk several times more than Xu Luzhi but didn’t feel drunk at all. A breath of the summer night breeze made her even more clear headed.

The table was a mess of used cups and plates, about eighty or ninety percent finished. The young girl’s eyelids drooped, muttering nonsense intermittently, her head bobbing like a chick pecking for food, looking like she was about to fall asleep.

Lin Qingyue couldn’t help but dangle a finger in front of Xu Luzhi’s eyes and ask her, “How many is this?”

Xu Luzhi opened her eyes wide, blinked a few times, and finally stated firmly, “Three!”

Before Lin Qingyue could laugh out loud, she pounced forward like a little dog spotting a bone and took Lin Qingyue’s finger into her mouth.

She was very well-behaved, not biting, just lightly sucking it between her lips, licking it intermittently.

Lin Qingyue called out, “Zhizhi.”

Xu Luzhi tilted her head and smiled quite adorably, her soft tongue lightly touching the pad of her finger.

Inexplicably, a tingling sensation like an electric shock ran through Lin Qingyue’s body, and for a moment, she forgot to stop her.

It wasn’t until she watched the girl lick her finger back and forth as if it were a teething toy that she finally couldn’t help herself and used a bit of force to snatch her finger away.

The long, fair finger was now covered in saliva, sticky. Lin Qingyue had a slight germ aversion, but she didn’t find it particularly dirty this time; she just grabbed a wet wipe and carefully cleaned it dry.

When she looked up, Xu Luzhi was sitting properly across from her, looking at her with a resentful expression.

Like a puppy whose teething toy had been taken away.