Seduced Me into a Deep Fall - Chapter 63

When Ling Xi clung to Song Yi with that almost biting intensity, Song Yi felt a bit wicked.

Though it was their first time for both, Song Yi was in her twenties, she had explored herself and seen more.

Her little girlfriend had just come of age not long ago, how could she know about such things?

And yet, Song Yi still indulged in teasing Ling Xi.

They were just in love, discussing their future, why did it have to be so serious?

“I told you, you have to believe me. I didn’t lie.” Ling Xi then slowly recounted everything, how she had missed her appointment with Song Yi, the suppressant that lowered her pheromone levels, and the memory loss.

She spoke haltingly, pausing every few words to gather her thoughts.

This gave Song Yi time to process.

By the time Ling Xi finished, Song Yi had mostly pieced it together.

“No wonder your official record shows you as a B-rank. So your actual level is… S?” Song Yi didn’t doubt Ling Xi’s words.

Ling Xi nodded. “I think a mark might be needed to undo the suppression.”

“There’s one more thing I have to tell you.” Ling Xi spoke up before Song Yi could restart her confession or ask for permission to officially date.

“…Alright, go ahead.” Whatever came next had to be serious, right?

But Ling Xi was still curled up in Song Yi’s arms, leaving Song Yi slightly dazed.

“I actually,  reincarnated once. It happened on the day I was engaged to Mu Xie.”

Ling Xi then condensed what she could remember, simplifying it as much as possible, and slowly explained everything to Song Yi.

She told her how she escaped after reincarnating, how she met Song Yi.

How Song Yi had tricked her into marriage and made her fall in love.

How they uncovered the truth about her memories, reunited with her family, and dealt with the Tiancan Organization.

When she finished, Song Yi stayed silent for a long time.

Her gaze shifted repeatedly as she looked at Ling Xi.

Song Yi felt like she was looking at a pitiful little puppy—ears drooping, tail wagging.

One she had teased so much it could barely walk straight.

It could only wobble unsteadily toward her.

Song Yi stroked Ling Xi’s head. “If it hurt, there must be scars, right?”

“Sweetheart, come closer and check for me, are there any?”

Her expression was troubled. “Can you even eat properly…? I should ask someone.”

Ling Xi grabbed her sleeve.

This really was just the timeline from her “past life.”

Song Yi would make phone calls behind her back.

To Song Yi, Ling Xi was probably just a stranger she hadn’t seen in over eight years.

Ling Xi’s heart twisted painfully.

A nearby monitor suddenly blared an alarm.

During dinner, Song Yi peeled shrimp for Ling Xi, while Ling Xi served her dishes from farther away.

Lingyue ate ravenously, clearly starved for Chinese food after so long.

She didn’t even notice the odd dynamic between her sister and her “savior.”

“Bye, sis. See you tomorrow or the day after.” By the time they finished, it was nearly midnight.

After dropping Lingyue off at her hotel, Ling Xi bid her farewell.

“You two,  live together now?” Lingyue finally seemed to catch on as she watched Ling Xi climb back into Song Yi’s car without hesitation.

“Yeah, sis. Didn’t I tell you? I had nowhere to stay, so Officer Song took me in.”

Ling Xi spoke without a hint of guilt, as if she wasn’t afraid of being found out.

Lingyue turned the words over in her head before nodding in sudden understanding. “Then you better keep the place clean. No slacking off.”

“…Got it.” Ling Xi pinched her own wrist and quickly got back into the car.

Once in the car, she couldn’t hold back anymore, pulling Song Yi into fits of laughter until they were both doubled over.

“Was your sister always this oblivious before?” Song Yi felt slightly guilty laughing at her wife’s sister like this, but couldn’t help herself.

Ling Xi wasn’t even trying to hide it from Lingyue beyond her words.

During their meal together, they’d been so intimate, yet Lingyue hadn’t noticed anything.

Even now, walking back to the car while secretly holding hands with Ling Xi the whole way, Lingyue remained completely unaware.

“Our whole family is a bit slow when it comes to matters of the heart,” Ling Xi finally said after laughing her fill, now openly intertwining her fingers with Song Yi’s.

“That’s not surprising. Your sister stayed abroad for so long—she probably never considered the possibility.”

Song Yi ruffled Ling Xi’s hair before withdrawing her hand to grip the steering wheel, preparing to drive.

“She didn’t even ask about your marriage?”

Song Yi was so startled she nearly dropped her phone, immediately returning to Ling Xi’s side, how could she dare make calls behind her back now?

When Song Yi returned, Ling Xi took several deep breaths.

Her hands could already reach her own chest.

“Are you okay? Should I call the doctor?” Song Yi pressed gently against Ling Xi before realizing her mistake and quickly withdrawing.

The doctor arrived two minutes later for an examination.

“Was it just overexcitement? Did you say something to her?”

Song Yi shook her head.

Ling Xi had collapsed completely from that single touch.

She fell forward, caught by Song Yi who pulled her into an embrace.

Ling Xi exhaled shakily, emitting a strange whimper.

It was the first time she’d realized having her forehead touched could feel so… comforting.

The sensation in her heart was indescribable.

She looked up at Song Yi, cupping her face. “Sister…”

“Still like it?” Song Yi licked her lips again before looking down at Ling Xi.

Ling Xi nodded. “So much. It’s just… sister, I don’t really know how.”

She honestly admitted this weakness.

“The kind they show on TV… I can’t do that…” Ling Xi’s eyes were already glistening with impending tears.

Girls this age—they seemed like you could squeeze water from them with just a little pressure.

“What should we do then? Your sister wants to kiss you properly too.” Song Yi pretended to be troubled.

“Ah… so sister doesn’t know how either?” This actually comforted Ling Xi somewhat.

It made perfect sense. If Song Yi knew how, why hadn’t she kissed her properly earlier?

“This is my first relationship too,” Song Yi admitted, finally reining in her mischievousness as she held Ling Xi.

“Never liked anyone before. You’re the first.”

Ling Xi nodded. “Me too. Sister is my first love.”

Having finally recovered, she turned and reached toward Song Yi. “Sister… shall we practice together then?”

Seeing her so adorable, Song Yi couldn’t help but smile.

“Well, I may not have eaten pork, but I’ve seen pigs run,” Song Yi quipped, suddenly grasping Ling Xi’s collar.

“Want to try?”

Pulled so close, Ling Xi’s breathing became rapid.

“Sister… sister…” Flustered, she ended up throwing herself against Song Yi.

“Teach me…” Then she closed her eyes.

Song Yi was in the inferior position.

But with a slight tilt of her head, one hand cradling Ling Xi’s nape and the other around her waist,

She adjusted herself into the leading position.

Then met Ling Xi’s lips.

“My sweet, remember, this is how lovers kiss.” She parted her lips, tongue darting out

To lick Ling Xi’s mouth before slipping past her pearly teeth.

The trembling in Ling Xi’s heart resonated through her entire body.

She let out the same sound as Song Yi, finally understanding what Song Yi had meant earlier.

This wasn’t pain.

Or rather, her chest did ache faintly from the overwhelming stimulation.

But more than that, it was an indescribable pleasure.

Even the pain in her heart became something sweet.

Ling Xi endured it like this, letting Song Yi take the lead in an awkward position for a long time.

Until she felt she had learned enough, and during a break, she asked Song Yi, “Sister, can I take over soon?”

“Of course,” Song Yi was also a bit tired.

The position was uncomfortable, and she couldn’t wait to lie down.

The little puppy she had trained was surely very considerate, right?

After drinking some water and resting for a moment, Song Yi naively thought this as they prepared to start again.

But who would have thought her “puppy” was anything but obedient?

She was more like a young, energetic, and ambitious wolf.

Ling Xi had experimented, extrapolating from what she’d learned, and her methods were far more intense than Song Yi’s.

Nipping, sucking, licking…

It was too much for Song Yi to handle.

Both of them were kissing for the first time, and Song Yi’s endurance wasn’t as high as Ling Xi’s.

After a few rounds, she really couldn’t take it anymore, whimpering as if pleading for Ling Xi to go easy on her.

But Ling Xi, embracing Song Yi’s earlier claim that “these sounds mean it feels good,” only intensified her efforts.

Until Song Yi truly couldn’t bear it and pushed Ling Xi away.

She gasped heavily, her entire body burning with an unfamiliar heat.

Ling Xi, seeing the glimmer in her eyes, the flush on her nose, and her lips nearly swollen from biting, felt the same heat rise within her.

Then Ling Xi caught a whiff of bergamot—an overwhelmingly enticing scent to her.

“Sis… sister…” Even if she was inexperienced or slow, Ling Xi had received proper sex education.

She knew what this strange, intoxicating fragrance meant—the kind that left her immobile, her body sticky with desire.

And she couldn’t even control her newly matured glands.

Her alpha pheromones, lightly teased by the omega’s scent, surged recklessly from her glands.

The scent of snow-capped mountains mixed with tea, blending seamlessly with the bergamot in the air the next moment.

Like a deliciously intoxicating drink.

It made both of them lose their senses.

Song Yi, being slightly older, managed to stand. “I’ll get the suppressants.”

Her home only had her own suppressants. Biting her arm, Song Yi grabbed her phone to make a call.

Ling Xi didn’t want Song Yi to leave.

Her longing for Song Yi had surpassed her understanding.

Her hand moved on its own, clutching Song Yi’s sleeve.

“Sister…”

Song Yi turned back, mustering the strength to reassure her. “Be good, wait for me. I’ll be right back.”

Ling Xi nodded with difficulty and let go.

By the time Song Yi returned with the suppressant, Ling Xi was drenched in sweat.

Even with the suppressant, Song Yi’s glands ached at the lingering sweet scent.

“I’ve called for more suppressants. Just hold on a little longer,” she said, hugging Ling Xi and lowering the room temperature by two degrees.

“Mmm… sister, I really like you,” Ling Xi murmured, tightening her embrace without hesitation.

“Mm…” Song Yi still carried traces of bergamot on her. It smelled sweet.

Ling Xi’s instincts screamed at her to bite the omega before her.

To dominate her, claim her, sink her teeth into the back of her neck, and declare her victory.

Ling Xi fought against her instincts with everything she had.

Her body was so drenched in sweat it could have been wrung out.

“Sorry, sis…” Ling Xi couldn’t hold back anymore, tears welling up in her eyes.

They had just started dating. Their first date, and it had already turned into such a mess.

Would Song Yi hate her now?

As the crisp, faint fragrance in the air dissipated, the restless heat in Ling Xi’s heart finally subsided.

But the post-rut weakness had drained her strength completely. She slumped against Song Yi, unable to move.

“Sis.” Ling Xi could only gaze at Song Yi.

Her girlfriend was truly wonderful.

“Don’t you,  mind me?” She was drenched in sweat, yet Song Yi still held her like this.

“Of course not. You never minded when I was covered in wounds either.” Song Yi gently brushed the hair sticking to Ling Xi’s face aside.

“But sweetheart, I still have some scars left… I haven’t had time for the scar removal surgery yet.”

If not for how close they’d gotten today, Song Yi wouldn’t have chosen this moment to confess.

“Oh, that’s from before… The surgery hurts so much, you shouldn’t do it.” Ling Xi’s heart ached just hearing this, reaching up to caress Song Yi’s face.

“But they’re ugly.” Song Yi lifted her shirt slightly. “If later we… wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable seeing these dark marks?”

Pouting, she added, “And I can’t wear swimsuits or anything.”

“But it really hurts. Sis, I don’t care what your body looks like. Please don’t worry so much, okay?”

Ling Xi glanced at the scars. She’d helped apply medicine to them just last year.

“But…” Song Yi still hesitated.

The scars on her arms had already been treated.

It had hurt terribly. Faint traces still remained, but she’d thought it worth it.

“Sis, think about it more. I don’t want you to hurt.” Regaining some strength, Ling Xi sat up and cupped Song Yi’s face.

“But if you insist, I’ll be with you through it.”

Song Yi squeezed her hand. “You’re really too good to me, sweetheart.”

About the scars, Song Yi had never told anyone else, never wanted a second person to know.

Yet she’d told Ling Xi.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Song Yi had known Ling Xi wouldn’t care about her scars.

Their tender moment lasted less than two minutes before Ling Xi’s phone rang.

Checking it, she was shocked last she’d checked, it was 2 PM. How was it already 6 PM?

She needed to let her family know whether she’d be home for dinner.

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