Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 52

Lin Qingyue’s heart softened. Staring into Xu Luzhi’s watery eyes, the soft head kept rubbing against the palm of her hand. No matter what, she couldn’t bring herself to be heartless and pull her hand away.

But she still felt awkward, “Is there really no one else?”

Her tone was light, tinged with sourness that she couldn’t hide.

Xu Luzhi blinked, smiling softly, “Besides older sister, who else could there be?”

Lin Qingyue wanted to remain stiff for a while longer, but the girl’s smile was too bright and lively, causing her to let out a soft hmph, neither confirming nor denying.

She let the girl take her hand and place it on her own hair.

The touch beneath her hand was soft and smooth, like fine black satin, carrying the fresh scent of just-washed hair clean and utterly captivating.

Lin Qingyue’s expression remained unmoved, but her body was honest. Starting from the top, she stroked down, unable to resist, and then began slowly stroking from the top again.

Xu Luzhi lay on her lap, looking docile and quiet, her eyes comfortably, like a cat being petted. She was incredibly endearing.

After stroking her hair enough, Lin Qingyue gazed at Xu Luzhi’s fair, delicate face, and her hand unconsciously moved lower, gently touching the back of her neck.

The girl’s neck was long and fair, like a white swan, cool to the touch, with a delicate and smooth texture akin to the finest white jade, making one reluctant to let go.

Xu Luzhi’s expression shifted slightly, but she remained perfectly still, allowing Lin Qingyue’s hand to wander on her neck, the slightly warm touch sending tingles down her spine. It was like a light electric shock, causing a stream of warmth to flow down her back, making her want to let out a soft sigh, yearning for more embrace and touch.

However, Lin Qingyue only examined it with focused and calm eyes, as if admiring an antique vase. Slowly, methodically, she traced from top to bottom, inch by inch, savoring and caressing, her fingertip pressing lightly, feeling the gently pulsing blood vessels. With the rhythm of the heartbeat, once, then again, in the silent void, flowers bloomed and faded.

Xu Luzhi’s breathing gradually quickened. She was surprised by her own physical reaction, and her face flushed a deep crimson, hot to the touch, making her look away guiltily.

After a moment of pause, she boldly lifted her eyes again, a captivating yearning in her gaze, looking up at Lin Qingyue. It seemed she was no longer afraid of her hidden feelings being discovered. At least, not at this moment.

She liked Lin Qingyue’s touch she desired Lin Qingyue these feelings were open and honest, nothing to hide. She wanted to move close to Lin Qingyue’s ear and slowly tell her about her craving. She felt like a traveler who had walked alone in the desert for ten days or half a month, finally seeing a glimmer of an oasis and never wanting to leave.

Lin Qingyue’s peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc. She wasn’t blind naturally, she saw the change in the girl’s expression clearly. Like a slowly reddening cherry blossom, beautiful, thin, and translucent, sparking more desire to tease. She wanted to see Xu Luzhi flushed, soft, and calling her “Older Sister.”

Lin Qingyue curved her lips, thinking she was a little wicked. But then, who told the little one to flirt with others and hide it from her? Even now, she hadn’t recognized her mistake. She had made her wait for so long, so long.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyue’s expression calmed. In a leisurely manner, she continued to study a section of Xu Luzhi’s neck, almost about to nibble and taste it. She looked at the perfectly fine young girl until she was steaming with heat, yet Lin Qingyue didn’t let go. With a smile playing on her lips, her fingers suddenly tightened, applying a surprising amount of force.

Xu Luzhi gasped, her beautiful eyes suddenly widening, staring at Lin Qingyue with utter disbelief. She had been enjoying the gentle caress of her older sister’s hand like a languid cat, only for her sister to suddenly clamp down on her throat!

As if suddenly drowning, Xu Luzhi’s throat was slowly constricted. Her five slender fingers exerted astonishing force on her neck, and she could barely breathe. More importantly, she couldn’t make a sound.

Seeing the fleeting panic in Xu Luzhi’s eyes, in the next second, Lin Qingyue suddenly relaxed, only loosely holding her neck, and squinted at her. The force applied just now had been a little too much. The girl’s neck, tender as soft tofu, instantly showed a few red marks, looking as if she had been bullied, which was heartbreaking to see. Her eyes became misty, her long lashes hanging down, looking as if she was about to cry, utterly wronged.

Xu Luzhi managed to speak with difficulty, her voice hoarse and dry, “Older Sister…”

From childhood, no one had ever touched her, not even a finger. She had been cherished and treasured, let alone had her throat choked. This experience was novel and painful. If the person doing it had been anyone else, she would have fought back without hesitation, but the person doing it was Lin Qingyue… Being choked by such a beauty, she only wanted to drown in the depths of her older sister’s peach blossom eyes. Even during the moment of suffocation, she had thought that dying by Lin Qingyue’s hand wouldn’t be so bad.

“Older Sister…” Xu Luzhi said sweetly, tinged with grievance, “It hurts.”

“My apologies,” Lin Qingyue said lightly, showing no sign of true apology in her demeanor. However, the clear concern and panic in her eyes betrayed her true feelings. She was still nervous about her.

Xu Luzhi saw this clearly. She knew Lin Qingyue well enough to know what she was thinking with just one look. A different suspicion formed in her heart.

“Older Sister, did I upset you?” she asked seriously, leaning closer.

Lin Qingyue’s gaze flickered, and she chuckled softly, “No.”

“There must have been,” Xu Luzhi insisted. “Otherwise, why would Older Sister be angry for so long?” Lin Qingyue was a person who took things as they came, unconcerned with trifles; a mere tardiness wouldn’t likely anger her for this long. She had even resorted to physical force.

“You think I’m angry?” Lin Qingyue countered, her peach blossom eyes showing a cool indifference. She had concealed it so well; how could she have been found out? It was strange.

Xu Luzhi was at a loss between laughter and tears, “Older Sister, you’re acting like this.” She raised her hand, gently covering the hand Lin Qingyue had placed on her neck, slowly grasping it, and pouted, “It really hurts, Older Sister.”

“I won’t do it again next time.” Lin Qingyue’s heart softened, and she was about to let go, but Xu Luzhi pressed her hand onto her neck, holding it there, unable to move.

Lin Qingyue looked over, puzzled, “What is it?”

“Older Sister, I think I know why you’re angry.” Xu Luzhi’s voice was soft but firm.

“Why?” Lin Qingyue examined the girl in front of her, surprised by her acuity and confidence.

Xu Luzhi broke into a smile, recalling Lin Qingyue’s earlier words about “touched by others.” Even though she didn’t know exactly how Lin Qingyue had found out, it didn’t matter.

“I didn’t let the senior touch my head. My hair is only for Older Sister to touch,” she said quietly, watching Lin Qingyue intently, unable to stop the curve of her lips.

“So, Older Sister… are you angry because of this?” Xu Luzhi asked tentatively, yet with certainty.

Lin Qingyue didn’t answer, just let out a soft hum, and couldn’t help but gently squeeze the soft flesh on Xu Luzhi’s neck. Tsk, it felt quite comfortable, actually.

Xu Luzhi suddenly understood, her voice dropping lower, becoming even more ambiguous, “Older Sister, you aren’t… jealous, are you?”

She whispered the last two words, but in the not-so-large private room, they were clearly audible, causing her face to flush and her heart to race upon hearing them.

“Nonsense,” Lin Qingyue chided, threateningly applying a little more force.

But Xu Luzhi was no longer afraid. She gazed at Lin Qingyue with a smile, leaning closer, and closer still.

She chuckled softly, “Older Sister, choke me then.”

“Hm?” Lin Qingyue paused for a moment. The girl’s eyes were like clear, bright glass, and her smile was pure and clean. As her expression shifted, it was filled with dazzling light, and Lin Qingyue became momentarily mesmerized.

Lin Qingyue couldn’t help but ask in a murmur, “Why?” Who asks someone to voluntarily choke their own neck? She must be crazy.

However, Xu Luzhi was very serious, showing no signs of madness. Instead, she smiled warmly, her frankness resembling a painted warrior bravely heading to the battlefield, calmly accepting death. She even actively leaned back, offering her slender, fragile neck completely into Lin Qingyue’s grasp. It seemed a little bit of force could snap it, like plucking a newly bloomed gardenia flower fresh, tender, and even still dewy. She leaned in like that, willingly wanting to die in her embrace. No one could resist such a temptation.

“If this will make Older Sister stop being angry,” Xu Luzhi said softly, “then just strangle me to death.” She looked up, and there was a trace of eagerness and yearning in her eyes, as if what she awaited wasn’t punishment, but a reward. Perhaps dying in the arms of this beauty was indeed a reward for her.

“What are you saying,” Lin Qingyue chuckled, her peach blossom eyes rippling with light. She lowered her head, leaning close, the atmosphere becoming intensely intimate, her voice softly exhaled by the girl’s ear, “You said that.”

She usually wasn’t one to easily take a life, but when the mood struck her, there was flashing steel amidst her smiles. This was like when she played the guzheng, where Lin Qingyue’s overwhelming beauty made playing a fierce piece like Ambush from Ten Sides surprisingly fitting. Perhaps a desire for slaughter was hidden deep within her heart, stirred by the scent of the girl’s blood at this moment, and it could no longer be restrained.

Lin Qingyue suddenly closed her eyes, her hand contracting, concentrating on controlling the pressure neither too tight nor too loose as it encircled the other’s neck. Her peach blossom eyes lifted slightly. In Lin Qingyue’s eyes, full of laughter, Xu Luzhi saw her own reflection. The girl’s small face was flushed red, her chin lifted, lips slightly parted, her eyes hazy, looking full of yearning. A hand encircled her neck, its pure black nail polish contrasting with the extremely white skin so beautiful it looked unreal, as if it was always meant to be there.

Lin Qingyue smiled softly, “Comfortable?”

Xu Luzhi couldn’t speak, nor could she nod, so she could only blink her eyes as hard as she could, an obvious signal.

The woman leaned forward, extremely close, so close that the strands of hair on both sides of Xu Luzhi brushed against her face. Lin Qingyue paid no mind to this, staring greedily at the girl’s lips cherry red, soft, and tender, like crystal jelly. A light touch, and one would remember it forever. If she tasted even a little, no one could guarantee they wouldn’t become addicted. And Xu Luzhi lay there with her lips slightly parted, her tender pink tongue subtly visible, like an invitation to a feast.

Lin Qingyue curved her eyes; with such an overt invitation, she wouldn’t be polite.

Their gazes met silently for a while, neither willing to yield the upper hand. Finally, Xu Luzhi lost the battle, exposing the craving in her heart. She wasn’t a masochist, but no matter what Older Sister did to her, she liked it. It was also the first time she realized she actually loved having her throat held like this. As long as the person doing it was Lin Qingyue, anything was fine.