Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 53

“Mmm…” Xu Luzhi’s small chin was forced up, her throat constricted uncomfortably, yet it wasn’t entirely unpleasant; there was a chance for fragmented little moans to escape.

Low, like the faint scratching of a small animal’s claws, tickling and hooking.

Lin Qingyue looked down and smiled, asking once more, “Are you comfortable?”

Xu Luzhi couldn’t speak, only struggling gently in Lin Qingyue’s grip, yet she dared not struggle too hard, afraid to break free from her palm.

Her eyes were already misty, looking incredibly wronged, tears welling up as she whimpered softly.

Little Zhizi, having been bullied severely, wanted her sister to give her a kiss.

Whimper, whimper.

Lin Qingyue seemed to read Xu Luzhi’s mind, but she didn’t intend to let her off easily. Instead, with interest, she reached out her other hand and gently pulled a strand of her long hair.

The strand of long hair that had been tucked near her cheek was gently held in Lin Qingyue’s hand, as if a veil had been lifted. Her little face, flushed with a rosy hue, had nowhere left to hide.

She could only be shyly admired by Lin Qingyue, slowly tormented, slowly played with.

Xu Luzhi took a slight breath, feeling a bit anxious, yet also a thrill that was hard to describe.

It felt like she was doing something naughty, being bullied by her jie-jie (older sister figure).

And she wanted to be bullied even more; she wanted it.

Xu Luzhi thought softly and vaguely in her heart, but she couldn’t voice it. Seeing Lin Qingyue in this cat-and-mouse manner, she grew impatient. So, she moved her body forward.

If the mountain won’t come to me, I will go to the mountain. If Jie-jie won’t take the initiative, then I will throw myself into her arms.

As soon as Xu Luzhi moved, her shoulder was firmly pressed down. Lin Qingyue’s beautiful knuckles paused in her hair, moving slowly: “Don’t move, be good.”

Xu Luzhi looked up, gazing at Lin Qingyue with grievance, feeling like a fried egg in a pan, sizzling and fragrant, but if it wasn’t taken out soon, it would burn!

Lin Qingyue unhurriedly admired the changing expressions on the young girl’s face, until she saw Xu Luzhi could no longer bear it, looking almost on the verge of tears, only then did she slowly curve her lips into a devastatingly beautiful smile.

Xu Luzhi couldn’t resist such teasing. Despite her body being hot all over, she was captivated for a moment.

Just one smile from Lin Qingyue was enough to effortlessly capture her heart.

The time spent gripping her neck had been long enough. Lin Qingyue eased the pressure slightly. Xu Luzhi took a breath of relief; the cool jade-like hand felt like a string of pearls wrapped around her neck very comfortable.

“Come closer.” Lin Qingyue’s voice was low, her peach blossom eyes blinking suggestively.

Xu Luzhi, dazed, moved forward, only realizing after she got close that she had just been told not to move.

Why were her words always the opposite of her actions?

“So good.” Lin Qingyue smiled in satisfaction, and the distance between them suddenly closed. Xu Luzhi’s head was just high enough to reach Lin Qingyue’s chin, her nose filled with a faint, clean fragrance.

It was like a gardenia in full bloom one sniff and one would feel dizzy from the scent.

Intoxicating.

Lin Qingyue closed her eyes, subtly pulling the young girl entirely into her embrace, closer, and closer, until they were just shy of touching.

Her five fingers suddenly tightened. Xu Luzhi subconsciously tilted her face up, her innocent and bewildered beautiful eyes looking right at her, naive and helpless, filled with longing and expectation.

Lin Qingyue closed her eyes, knowing what she wanted.

But if she opened them, she couldn’t do it openly anymore.

“Close your eyes, be good,” Lin Qingyue ordered softly, with a hint of urgency.

Xu Luzhi obediently closed her eyes, her long lashes slowly falling, like a resting butterfly. Her cherry-red lips parted slightly, waiting nervously and expectantly for that moment to arrive.

In the dim darkness, she heard her own heart beating, thump, thump, strong and regular.

Was this a kiss?

In the vague haze, Xu Luzhi wondered if Jie-jie would like the taste of her mouthwash?

What would kissing even feel like?

She waited for a long, long time, yet it felt like an instant. Misty and hazy, Xu Luzhi felt something softly touch her forehead.

Slightly damp, soft, warm an indescribable and ambiguous touch, both strange and familiar.

It gently pressed against her forehead with great care, lingered for a moment, then vanished in an instant.

The pressure on her throat also receded.

Xu Luzhi gently fell into a soft, fragrant embrace, breathing in large gulps of the sweet scent coming from Lin Qingyue, feeling a bit bewildered.

Did… did she just kiss her forehead?

She felt a tiny bit disappointed in her heart; she had thought it would be a kiss on the lips.

However, thinking of how brief the moment was, yet how solemn and sincere it felt, a wave of sweetness inexplicably bloomed in her heart.

So thick it couldn’t melt, so sweet that she could only let out a soft hum, nuzzling into Lin Qingyue’s embrace, deliberately ignoring the fact that she was taking advantage of the situation.

After venting enough, the young girl quieted down, lifted her head, and secretly glanced at Lin Qingyue, softly calling, “Jie-jie…”

Lin Qingyue looked down and shook her head: “Shh.”

She smiled faintly, her tone calm: “Nothing happened just now.”

Immoral and improper acts could only be indulged for a moment and then immediately retracted, done secretly where no one could see, so that even one’s own conscience could be clear.

Only this way could one claim to have a clear conscience.

Xu Luzhi nodded as if she understood, her pupils beautiful as if freshly washed. She smiled lazily: “Mm, Jie-jie didn’t kiss my forehead!”

This earned her a sharp and cold glare from Lin Qingyue, frightening Xu Luzhi into silence.

The arms around Lin Qingyue’s waist could only tighten their grip.

Xu Luzhi wasn’t discouraged. Burying her face in Lin Qingyue’s collarbone, she thought happily, was that moment what Jie-jie meant by… being unable to control herself?

Did this mean Jie-jie also had feelings for her?

Even though she had always been confident in herself, receiving a response like that still filled Xu Luzhi with inexpressible joy.

Her whole body felt light, as if she were living in a dream.

“Get up, you’ve been hugging me long enough,” Lin Qingyue said teasingly, though her voice held a smile.

“I won’t!” Xu Luzhi boldly nestled closer to Lin Qingyue, testing her limits.

Lin Qingyue snorted: “I’m hungry.”

Ah, good, she didn’t push her away directly, but mentioned being hungry instead.

“Really?” Xu Luzhi wanted to touch Lin Qingyue’s flat stomach but dared not, so she reluctantly stepped back half a pace, “Then let’s go home, Jie-jie.”

“I’ll cook for you.”

The musical instrument shop had a lunch break, and Lin Qingyue indeed walked out with Xu Luzhi, returning to the house that Lin Qingyue had rented.

The whole way, Xu Luzhi felt like she was walking on cotton, floating. Several times she nearly got hit by passing traffic, causing Lin Qingyue to hold her hand tightly, afraid of any accident.

But because her joy was too great, her expression was unusually calm. She would even occasionally doubt whether everything that had just happened was real.

In the darkness, that fleeting kiss on her forehead felt like a dream. Was Lin Qingyue herself also just a dream she was having?

Yet, the warm and soft touch on her forehead remained clear. Whenever she recalled it, her face flushed and her heart raced, her whole body felt feverish.

But Lin Qingyue still held her hand tightly, shooting her a sharp glance with her beautiful eyes because she had almost tripped over a stone again.

Eventually, Lin Qingyue simply looped her arm around Xu Luzhi’s shoulder, half-dragging and half-pulling her toward home, much like someone escorting a hostage.

Xu Luzhi was delighted by this, pressing even closer to Lin Qingyue, trying hard to make herself into a small charm, the kind that could be taken away without any effort.

Feeling the slightly cool temperature of Lin Qingyue’s arm, everything Xu Luzhi saw on the road looked pleasing; even the scorching sun didn’t seem so hot anymore.

It felt so good to have Jie-jie by her side, like being in an exceptionally joyful, beautiful dream from which she never wanted to wake up.

It wasn’t until they reached home that Lin Qingyue let go of her hand, but Xu Luzhi refused to leave, clinging to her like a little shadow.

When Lin Qingyue went to change her clothes, Xu Luzhi had to squat by the door, watching with eager eyes, like a guard dog.

When Lin Qingyue pushed the door open, Xu Luzhi exclaimed, “Jie-jie is so beautiful!”

Lin Qingyue chuckled, “But these are just my pajamas.”

“Jie-jie looks beautiful even in pajamas!” Xu Luzhi declared firmly, immediately hopping up and following closely behind.

Lin Qingyue couldn’t quite stand this clinginess. She sat languidly on the sofa, her bare feet touching the floor, and called out, “Xu Zhizhi.”

The little girl scurried over happily, beaming, “Jie-jie!”

Looking at the young girl’s clear and pure smile, Lin Qingyue’s heart instantly softened, and she couldn’t muster a harsh tone of voice.

She raised a single, fair jade finger, shaking it left and right, and coldly announced, “You are not allowed within one meter of me.”

“Ah?” Xu Luzhi painfully clutched her head, whimpering, and tentatively negotiated, “Half a meter?”

“Two meters,” Lin Qingyue stated ruthlessly.

“Thirty centimeters?” Xu Luzhi muttered to herself.

In the end, Lin Qingyue simply dropped the little one near the doorway and ordered her to stay five meters away.

Xu Luzhi squatted pitifully in the corner, pretending to be a mushroom, staring at Lin Qingyue, who was eating a peach on the sofa.

From her much lower vantage point, she could brazenly admire Lin Qingyue’s long legs and feet. Xu Luzhi lowered her head as if reflecting, but she kept glancing toward the sofa, vaguely focusing on that pair of beautiful feet.

Her feet were snow-white, her ankles slender, as if sculpted from frost and snow. Her five toes were round and exquisite, still sporting jet black nail polish, creating a stark, strangely captivating contrast.

It made one want to examine them closely, to go over and kiss them to find out what they felt like.

Would they melt like snow at the slightest touch?

Xu Luzhi wanted to gently blow a puff of air on them, but she lacked the courage despite the wicked thought. She could only trace her gaze upward to admire those long legs, plump and moist, like snow-white honey she had slept on them before.

She wanted to lie down and sleep on them again.

Further up, where Lin Qingyue’s skirt hem offered a secret glimpse, she dared not look any longer.

At this moment, she could only sigh wistfully. After squatting for a while, Xu Luzhi couldn’t resist any longer. She looked at Lin Qingyue with longing eyes and whispered, “Jie-jie.”

Lin Qingyue paused her movements. In her hand was a freshly peeled peach, smooth and plump, juice dripping down her fingertips, too much for one hand to hold, flowing like honey it would melt soon.

She had patiently spent ten minutes peeling it before taking a bite, the sweetness flooding her mouth, saliva clinging to the corner of her lips.

And the little girl started calling her.

Lin Qingyue lowered her gaze and asked fiercely, “What is it?”

As soon as the words left her mouth, perhaps due to eating the peach, her voice had also become sweet and soft, just like the fruit almost drinkable.

Xu Luzhi softly stuck out her tongue: “Jie-jie, I want a peach too.”

Lin Qingyue looked at the painstakingly peeled peach resting in her palm, then looked at the restless little girl.