Secret Lover Who Stealthily Fell in Love with My Older Sister - Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Shen Ya’s words seemed to contain a seductive spell…

Shen Ya’s words seemed to contain a seductive spell, and Qiao Xi was completely captivated. She eagerly stood up, but when she actually tried to take a step forward, she found that her legs were completely disobedient. She felt as if she were stepping on clouds, light and airy, as if she might fall at any moment.

Wobbling, she was hugged from behind by Shen Ya. The sense of security immediately allowed Qiao Xi to relax and lean back into Shen Ya’s arms.

“I’ll carry you back.” Shen Ya supported Qiao Xi’s back and lifted her. Qiao Xi instinctively wrapped her arms around Shen Ya’s neck.

Qiao Xi seized the opportunity to kiss Shen Ya’s face and then said: “Teacher Shen, I’m dirty and want to wash up.”

“You just drank alcohol, so you can’t take a shower yet.” Shen Ya offered a suggestion: “How about I wipe you down like last time?”

Although Qiao Xi had no memory of being wiped down last time, it didn’t prevent her from imagining it. Her head was foggy, but a hazy scene emerged in her mind. She couldn’t see clearly, yet she could feel the sticky, humid heat in the air at the time.

Qiao Xi stopped talking, lowering her head, quiet as if she had screened herself off.

Shen Ya glanced at her from the corner of her eye, a hint of teasing in her voice: “Shy?”

“No.” Qiao Xi only felt a slight sense of unfamiliarity in her heart. It wasn’t like shyness, but she couldn’t pinpoint it. If she admitted to being shy now, would Shen Ya’s promise just now be voided?

Shen Ya carried her back into the room. Just as she was about to put her on the bed, Qiao Xi immediately struggled: “Dirty. Not on the bed.”

“Alright, alright, not on the bed. Don’t move, you’ll fall.” Qiao Xi clearly couldn’t walk steadily moments ago, and Shen Ya didn’t know where Qiao Xi got the strength. She changed direction and walked towards the bathroom.

Shen Ya, carrying Qiao Xi, didn’t have the strength to push the door open, but Qiao Xi was cooperative. Without any instruction, she twisted the doorknob as they approached. When Qiao Xi renovated this apartment, she had altered the room layout, so the master bedroom was very large, and since there was only one bathroom in the whole house, the space wasn’t small either.

The bathroom had perfect wet and dry separation and even a small bathtub, though Shen Ya had never used it. She quickly surveyed the bathroom, initially planning to put Qiao Xi in the bathtub, but finally shifted her gaze to the stylish vanity unit.

The vanity unit combined with a dressing table took up half the wall space in the bathroom, but it was just right for Qiao Xi to sit on the countertop. She cleaned this area daily, but fearing the marble might be too cold, she first set Qiao Xi down briefly, then retrieved the bathrobe she had worn yesterday to use as a cushion underneath.

Sitting on the countertop, Qiao Xi’s feet dangled, unable to reach the floor, which made her feel less secure. Shen Ya seemed to sense her unease. She wrapped her arm around Qiao Xi’s waist, lowered her head slightly, and kissed the corner of her mouth.

“Wait for me. I’ll wash my hands and then find a towel for you.”

Shen Ya released her mouth and stroked Qiao Xi’s face. She took two steps towards the sink, pulled open the hidden drawer underneath, and took out a black claw clip to tie up her hair and clip it at the back of her head.

Even without deliberately looking at Qiao Xi, she noticed Qiao Xi’s nervous and curious eyes occasionally stealing glances at her. Qiao Xi in this state was very cute. Shen Ya deliberately slowed her movements, washing her hands three or four times before turning off the water.

There were only bath towels in the house, and no suitable small towels could be found. Shen Ya could only pull out disposable facial towels, wet them, and wring them dry. She returned to Qiao Xi, gently held Qiao Xi’s chin, and began to wipe Qiao Xi’s eyebrows and eyes.

The young girl had fair skin and red lips. Her family had raised her well; it was evident she hadn’t suffered any hardships in life. Jiang Yunxi and Jiang Yunyi were both stunning and graceful, capturing attention instantly. But Qiao Xi was not that type of person.

Qiao Xi was lively, bright, and heartwarming, making people feel comfortable every time they saw her. Qiao Xi was the type whose charm and bright spots became more apparent the longer you looked at her or interacted with her. In short, Qiao Xi, in both appearance and personality, was very fresh and clean, making Shen Ya unconsciously soften her actions every time she kissed her, afraid of contaminating this purity.

The towel slid across Qiao Xi’s nose and wiped backward along her cheek. Qiao Xi could only feel the shape of Shen Ya’s fingertips through the damp towel.

Every inch of skin on her face was attended to, and a trace of Qiao Xi’s intoxication was also carried away by the towel.

Shen Ya crumpled the towel and tossed it into the nearby trash can. Her index finger hooked Qiao Xi’s collar: “Next, I’m going to unbutton Qiao Xi’s shirt.”

The words, which should have been blush-inducing, were spoken by Shen Ya in a matter-of-fact tone. Watching Shen Ya’s hands move closer to her clothes, Qiao Xi, even drunk, instinctively gripped the bathrobe beneath her.

Qiao Xi’s heart was beating abnormally fast, but she forced herself to remain calm. She deliberately turned her head away, her eyes darting everywhere, unable to find a place to rest.

She somewhat regretted wearing a button-up shirt today. Even the simple act of unbuttoning became a gradual “torment” to her body and mind. Button by button, they were undone. Shen Ya’s movements were light. Qiao Xi didn’t know if it was intentional or if Shen Ya was afraid of startling her with bigger movements. Qiao Xi just wanted Shen Ya to finish quickly.

The last button was undone. Shen Ya grasped the two sides of the collar and pulled downward. Qiao Xi’s fair and delicate shoulders were exposed to the air, filling Shen Ya’s vision. Shen Ya tossed the shirt aside, leaned down, and brought her face close to Qiao Xi’s neck. After a gentle inhale, she extended the tip of her tongue and licked from the junction of the shoulder and neck all the way to behind the ear.

Qiao Xi’s body trembled almost imperceptibly. She couldn’t help but shy away from Shen Ya’s movement. Shen Ya looked up, supported her head, kissed her cheek, and asked: “What’s wrong?”

Half of Qiao Xi’s body felt numb: “It tickles…”

“Then Xiao Xi, hold onto me. If you can’t bear it, pinch me hard.”

The innocent Qiao Xi was unaware of the hidden trap in that sentence. Shen Ya’s body had already nestled between Qiao Xi’s legs. They were very close, able to clearly feel each other’s breath and heartbeat.

Qiao Xi placed one hand on Shen Ya’s waist. As Shen Ya slowly and meticulously nibbled on her shoulder again, she slightly increased the grip on Shen Ya’s clothes.

The temperature in the bathroom was rising. Qiao Xi’s breathing became erratic. Shen Ya’s hand stroked Qiao Xi’s back. Two fingers pinched the clasp of the black bra, and with a slight flick, it easily unhooked.

The sudden emptiness on her chest made Qiao Xi lift the hand that had been gripping the bathrobe to cover her chest. Shen Ya’s chuckle gently brushed past her nose like a feather: “How can I wipe your body if you cover it?”

Qiao Xi was thoroughly intoxicated by the red wine. She absolutely wouldn’t admit that her blood was boiling because of shyness. It was all the wine’s fault for being so potent, causing her face to feel as if it were scorched by fire.

Qiao Xi tightened her grip on Shen Ya’s clothes, and the hand covering her chest did not drop despite Shen Ya’s words.

Shen Ya extended her long arm and picked up another wet facial towel. The icy towel on Qiao Xi’s back made her shiver, but Shen Ya didn’t intend to let her be distracted. Their lips met, and the faint sound of sucking echoed intermittently in the air.

A slight sense of suffocation made Qiao Xi instinctively tug at Shen Ya’s clothes, but Shen Ya didn’t stop. Qiao Xi thought her pulling was too gentle, so the hand that had been gripping Shen Ya’s clothes changed to gripping Shen Ya’s waist.

The tighter she gripped, the deeper Shen Ya kissed. The soaked towel, controlled by Shen Ya, seemed to be not only wiping her but also tracing some kind of pattern.

The towel was supposed to be cold, yet the longer it wiped her body, the more restless and unbearable the areas touched by Shen Ya’s fingertips became. She tried to arch her back, wanting to escape, but she had become a small bird in Shen Ya’s palm. No matter where she flew, she couldn’t escape the hand reaching for her.

The bathroom’s heating increased by another degree. The person sitting on the marble countertop warmed by the bathrobe, with her back to the mirror, bent her legs, her heels resting on the edge of the counter.

It was a comfortably warm environment, yet vibrant red plums bloomed in the pristine white space. Although the towel had been thoroughly wrung out, it became wetter after wiping.

It was unclear when, but continuous cat sounds began to echo in the bathroom. The kitten’s cries were sometimes deep, sometimes light. When its soft belly was stroked and its small tail gently rubbed, the cat’s cries became brighter.

The cat’s paws were initially resting on the clothes, but perhaps the kitten felt so comfortable from the human’s massage that it desired more attention. Thus, those two little paws became restless. It would alternately press its paws against the human’s waist and abdomen, occasionally exposing its claws to scratch the owner’s back. At the moment of greatest pleasure, it would even squint its eyes and actively lift its tiny cat butt to accommodate the owner’s comforting strokes.

In the instant the cat’s cries were loudest, the bathroom light seemed to flicker momentarily. Then, the cat’s cries disappeared, only faint, unclear gasps slowly wafting into Shen Ya’s ears.

Qiao Xi closed her eyes and leaned against Shen Ya’s shoulder. Shen Ya held her waist with one hand and supported the back of her head with the other. A kiss landed on her hair, her words carrying a lingering sweetness: “Are you alright?”

“Mm.”

“Are you going to blame me for doing something so out of line to you?”

“Teacher Shen, were you intentional?” Qiao Xi’s voice was a little weak: “You clearly saw my reaction just now, yet you still ask. Are you trying to bully me because I’m drunk now and my brain isn’t working as fast as yours, so I can’t argue with you?”

Shen Ya kissed the top of Qiao Xi’s head again: “Now that Xiao Xi has discovered my wicked side, will Xiao Xi still like me?”

Qiao Xi rubbed her chin against Shen Ya’s neck and opened her mouth to bite gently. She really didn’t have the energy. After releasing her bite, only a shallow tooth mark remained.

“What nonsense is Teacher Shen talking about?” Qiao Xi gripped Shen Ya’s already wrinkled shirt, her voice softer than a mosquito’s buzz: “Teacher Shen knows everything. I like the usual Teacher Shen, and I also like the Teacher Shen who just did something out of line to me. No matter which side, I like it desperately.”

Having tasted a new pleasure, neither Qiao Xi nor Shen Ya could bear to let go of the other. They embraced each other, their hearts pressed tightly together. Shen Ya’s hand continued to stroke Qiao Xi. After the silence, Qiao Xi felt profound exhaustion, not just physically but mentally as well.

Qiao Xi was even more confused than before. She tugged at Shen Ya’s clothes and whispered softly: “Teacher Shen, I’m sleepy.”

“Alright, I’ll carry you out.” Shen Ya supported Qiao Xi’s lower back and legs. She walked at a steady, even pace, going straight to the bed after leaving the bathroom.

Qiao Xi wasn’t wearing clothes. After gently placing her on the large bed, Shen Ya pulled the blanket over her. She stroked Qiao Xi’s face: “Don’t bother with clothes. Go to sleep. I’ll bring the medicine and water in later. If you wake up in the middle of the night with a headache, take the medicine.”

“Mm.” Qiao Xi’s voice was barely audible.

Shen Ya gave Qiao Xi one last kiss on the cheek before reluctantly letting go. She left only a small night light on, and the air conditioning in the room was adjusted to Qiao Xi’s preferred temperature. Shen Ya quietly left the room, making no sound as she closed the door.

The residual warmth from the bathroom hadn’t completely faded from her heart. To be accurate, she wasn’t completely satisfied, but Qiao Xi couldn’t last much longer after getting drunk. However, it didn’t matter; there was always tomorrow.

Shen Ya wasn’t sure if there was hangover medicine at home. She found the first aid kit under the TV cabinet, rummaged through it, and found an unopened box of hangover medicine at the very bottom. She checked the expiration date. Fortunately, it was still good. She grabbed a thermos and went to the kitchen to fetch hot water.

She placed the medicine and thermos on the coffee table first, then returned to the dining table to clean up the mess. She and Qiao Xi had only eaten half of their meal tonight. Qiao Xi hadn’t finished the food in her bowl, but the red wine in both their glasses was completely gone.

Shen Ya picked up the bottle of red wine and shook it. Half a bottle was left. She grabbed her phone, took a picture of the wine and the dining table, and sent it to Fang Moyao.

Fang Moyao seemed to be waiting for her message; she replied immediately after receiving it: [Finished drinking?]

Shen Ya: [Half a bottle left.]

Fang Moyao: [And the little rascal?!!]

Shen Ya: [Drunk, asleep.]

This time, it took a few minutes for her to receive a reply: [I’ll send you a gift in a few days. Oh, by the way, I saw you signed for the express package I sent a few days ago. Remember to leave a good review after you use it.]

Shen Ya looked at the message with many questions in her mind. When did she buy anything from Fang Moyao?

She opened her shopping app, scrolled through everything, but found nothing that matched Fang Moyao’s statement.

Shen Ya pondered for a moment, then opened her text messages. She was usually too busy with work to check text messages, and nowadays, urgent matters were handled either by phone or chat apps; texts were only for irrelevant notifications.

She browsed through the messages one by one and suddenly discovered that a few days ago, she had received a registration message for Fangzui, an adult novelty shop under Blank. Two days ago, a message from Fangzui reminded her that the package had arrived at the post station. Today, the Fangzui store sent her another message requesting a five-star review.

She hadn’t bought the item, which meant someone had used her Blank membership number to register. She didn’t need to think hard to find the answer: either Fang Moyao or Zhou Ziqian had said something to Qiao Xi.

She suddenly recalled seeing Qiao Xi carrying an express box in her hands when she checked the home surveillance earlier today. But Qiao Xi left afterward, and the express box wasn’t with her, so the package must still be at home.

Shen Ya didn’t plan to look for it. After all, it was something Qiao Xi bought. She hadn’t had time to ask today. When Qiao Xi woke up tomorrow, she would properly ask what Qiao Xi had been tricked into buying.

Shen Ya didn’t reply again. She put away her phone and started clearing the dining table. She and Qiao Xi had only eaten half of their meal tonight. The food in Qiao Xi’s bowl hadn’t been finished, but the red wine in both their glasses was empty.

Shen Ya picked up the bottle of red wine and shook it. Half a bottle remained. The wine wouldn’t taste good tomorrow, so she simply finished the rest of the half bottle.