Possession
More than a week before the New Year, Wen Zhili's company held its annual meeting.
She sent Wen Yan the address and end time of the annual meeting in advance and agreed to pick her up after the meeting. Drinking was inevitable at the annual meeting, so Wen Zhili hadn't thought about driving before leaving.
As the end of the year approaches, my parents stay at the company all night long to deal with the final work, leaving Wen Yan alone at home.
Seeing that the time was almost up, she went out to pick someone up.
I took a taxi to the hotel banquet hall address sent by Wen Zhili, and then sent a message to my sister to tell her that I had arrived.
After standing in the cold wind for only three minutes, two people walked out from the door of the banquet hall. One was a sister in professional attire, and the other was Zhou Ji.
Zhou Ji weakly supported Wen Zhili's shoulders, who walked unsteadily, with his hand, and glanced at Wen Yan, who came to pick her up, with a guilty look, as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand something again.
Wen Yan smiled knowingly - she had completely let down her guard against Zhou Ji, and even felt a little guilty about her bad attitude when they last met.
She took her drunken, quiet sister into her arms and said to Zhou Ji with an embarrassed smile, "I was too willful and had a bad attitude last time. I'm sorry, and thank you for taking care of my sister at the company."
Zhou Ji smiled and said it was okay, but he thought to himself how come this little sister had two faces? The last time they met, she seemed like she wanted to eat him up.
"Then I'll leave Wen Zhili to you. I'm going home too."
"Yeah, okay."
After Zhou Ji left, Wen Yan had no choice but to hold Wen Zhili with one hand and call a taxi with the taxi app with the other hand because she didn't expect her sister to come out so soon.
“Yanyan…”
"Um?"
Wen Yan didn't look at the drunk Wen Zhili. He was still busy hailing a taxi and distractedly thinking that he had to get a driver's license soon.
A hand suddenly and imperiously turned off the screen.
Wen Yan looked helplessly in the direction of the hand, and her sight showed her sister with a slightly frown and blushing cheeks.
"What's the matter?"
"...Do you miss me?"
"Missed you? Didn't we keep texting during the day?"
Wen Zhili's frown deepened.
"You don't miss me."
The tone is like acting coquettishly.
Wen Yan felt a little baffled, but she also felt that this rare sister was incredibly cute, so she followed her words and said with a smile, "I miss you, okay? I miss you. Can you let me, who misses you so much, take a taxi?"
She imitated the tone others used to coax children, and Wen Zhili actually nodded obediently.
Wen Yan praised her sister in her heart for being so well-behaved and easy to coax even when she was drunk. She was about to pick up her phone to call a taxi again, but a pair of warm hands cupped her cheeks the next second, and then her breath sprayed on her lips.
Wen Yan subconsciously closed her eyes, thinking that it was over. Her sister would definitely regret it when she sobered up. She actually dared to kiss her here.
Unexpectedly, the expected kiss did not come, only the tip of my nose was rubbed by someone.
She opened her eyes in confusion, only to see Wen Zhili smiling in the cold wind, his eyebrows curved. He teased in a low voice, mixed with alcohol: "You closed your eyes on your own initiative? Yanyan, you're so cute..."
Wen Yan puffed up her cheeks in embarrassment and anger, then turned on her phone and continued to hail a taxi, mentally criticizing her sister for being clearly not well-behaved when drunk.
When the car arrived, Wen Yan first protected his sister's head and led her into the car, and then he got in himself.
Wen Zhili had just stood outside for a long time and was much more sober now. He didn't tease his sister anymore, but just held her hand loosely, watching the bright and dark expressions that flashed across her face with his misty eyes.
Wen Yan felt uncomfortable because of the burning gaze. She glanced at the driver in front of her, and was considering the possibility of not being blamed by her sister after kissing here.
…
Wen Zhili's cell phone on the car seat suddenly rang.
The two of them looked at the same time, and the notes on the screen instantly destroyed the charming atmosphere in the car.
It’s mom.
Wen Zhili coughed lightly, and after answering the phone, his voice was no longer drunken.
"Xiao Li? Did Yanyan pick you up? Did you guys get home safely?"
"In the car, Mom, Yanyan is next to me."
"Well, that's good."
Lu Wanqing suddenly changed the subject.
"Xiao Li, it's almost Chinese New Year. How are you and Xiao Zhou doing? Can you bring Xiao Zhou home this year to meet the elders? Let everyone feel at ease."
When Wen Yan heard this, her cheeks puffed up and she looked unhappy.
Wen Zhili didn't look at her.
"Mom... I'll ask first, okay? See if it's convenient for them."
Wen Yan was stunned, as if a drop of ink suddenly fell into a body of clear water.
People often say that separation is usually foreshadowed.
If we were to set a starting point for the anxiety that later plagued her.
So here it is.
…
The two of them chatted a few more words about Zhou Ji, but Wen Yan could no longer hear anything.
"You want to take Zhou Ji home to meet the elders?"
She couldn't help but ask the first second after hanging up the phone.
"What about me?"
"Then what am I?"
Wen Zhili seemed to be hesitant to speak.
But in the end, she just wrapped her in a calm gaze.
Wen Yan felt like she was imprisoned in those bottomless dark eyes and was almost unable to breathe.
Wen Zhili, why are you like this again?
She turned and opened the car window.
The wind can't make my thoughts clear.
It was fine just now, why is it like this again?
…
When the vehicle arrived at the residential complex, Wen Yan got out without even looking at Wen Zhili, leaving behind the hurried "Yanyan..." and walked quickly ahead.
Wen Zhili was wearing high heels and couldn't increase her speed, so she had no choice but to give up the idea of catching up to comfort the person.
She held her forehead with her hand, feeling a little dizzy from the warm yellow street lights in the community.
She was always not very good at handling things when it came to her sister - she thought so dejectedly.
After walking a few more steps, she suddenly took out her cell phone and dialed her mother's number while walking.
"Hello, Xiaoli?"
"Mom, actually Zhou Ji and I are not suitable."
…
When I got home, the house was dark, with only a ray of light coming from under my sister's room door.
Wen Zhili approached gently and knocked on the door cautiously.
"Yanyan, can I come in?"
There was no reply from inside the house.
Wen Zhili was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Yanyan, I've made it clear to my mother that Zhou Ji and I are not suitable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and Wen Zhili was instantly pulled into the light.
She was pushed against the door, and her sister in front of her had a puffy little face.
"Why didn't you just say it in the car?"
"I thought... with his protection, we would be safer."
"Yanyan, it's my fault. I've repeatedly used Zhou Ji as a shield, which has made you sad. It's just that I haven't figured out how to handle our relationship. You know, our situation is a bit complicated. As for Mom and Dad... I don't have much confidence..."
Wen Yan pouted and kept silent again. Her sister's sudden and frank confession made her feel a little helpless - because she also had no definite answers to these questions.
It’s not that she is ignorant, but she feels uncomfortable when she thinks that her parents think her sister and Zhou Ji are a couple.
She was just thinking about asking her sister to coax her a few more times and let the matter go.
The other person suddenly moved closer, and the two of them were almost sticking together.
Wen Yan was stunned, and the tips of her ears turned pink.
“Yanyan…”
She was coaxing.
My sister always falls for this, and this time is no exception.
Wen Zhili was taller than Wen Yan. As soon as she approached, Wen Yan was surrounded by fragrance and soft whispers that were like a spell.
She felt dizzy and her head was hot. Her anger and grievance seemed to disappear. Her heart and mind were filled with the gentle sister in front of her.
She looked up dizzily and met those captivating eyes.
I want to possess these eyes, to have them reflect only me, just like now.
Want to possess her.
After thinking for less than two seconds, she pulled down her sister's collar and kissed her eagerly.
Wen Zhili wasn't surprised, but responded with some difficulty. She felt her sister's hand reaching under her shirt and slowly caressing the outline of her ribs. The skin she touched burned horribly.
Their eyelashes trembled together and their hearts burned together.
The usually obedient girl was now so strong that it was hard to resist.
Wen Yan took advantage of the gap between kisses to call her softly: "Sister..."
Wen Zhili's legs went weak at the sound of her voice. He wanted her to stop screaming, but he couldn't speak because he was being kissed. He could only let his fingers crawl up the fabric of her shoulders, like a lost traveler grabbing the last piece of driftwood.
…
"Sister, give me..."
"May I?"
…
Realizing what his sister was asking, Wen Zhili opened his eyes in surprise.
Wen Yan also stopped kissing and looked at her straight.
She used this tone that was between coquettishness and begging, and these innocent and pure eyes.
Wen Zhili closed his eyes quietly.
She didn't want her sister to be sad because of her like she just did.
She wants her sister to be happy.
As a sister.
If her sister wanted it, she would give it to her willingly.
…
Wen Zhili didn't remember how he nodded, how he waited for his sister to wash her hands, and how he kissed her passionately again.
She remembered the eagerness and desire in her sister's eyes, and the embarrassment in her own voice.
"Yanyan, stop looking..."
She remembered her sister's lustful whisper: "Sister, your body is so beautiful..."
…
Wen Yan's hand slowly wandered in the area that had never been set foot on by anyone.
…
When both of them sighed with satisfaction in their hearts.
And so on and so forth.
Then what?
Wen Yan was confused.
This is not taught in novels or movies.
He bent his knuckles and poked his fingertips again.
Wen Zhili just covered his face and twisted his waist slightly.
...What should I do now?
“Yanyan…”
Wen Zhili called her softly, seeming both pitiful and urgent.
"Sister, I...I won't move..."
Wen Yan's voice was as thin as a mosquito.
Wen Zhili was stunned for a moment, his whole body burning with embarrassment.
The silence was eerie.
…
Finally, after a fierce mental struggle, she covered her eyes with one arm and reached down with her other hand, trembling, to gently hold her sister's wrist.
"Sister will teach you..."
"Yanyan, bend your fingers a little..."
She led her, waves surging within her.
Wen Yan has a strong learning ability and he can do it like a fish in water once he understands the method.
Wen Zhili tried his best to hold back the sound that was about to come out of his chest, biting the pillow tightly, but some lingering sounds and gasps still leaked out, penetrating into his bones.
She raised and lowered her waist, pushed her sister's shoulders and patted her arms, but the other party refused to slow down.
Occasionally, when she opened her eyes, she saw that the girl, who looked like a little white rabbit on weekdays, now had eyes filled with strong aggression.
My sister looks like this in bed?
There was no time to think too much, and a new wave of waves came.
"Sister, love me a little more..."
"elder sister……"
With every shout, Wen Zhili shuddered.
She indulges. She trembles. She craves. She sighs.
There is a surge of love in her body.
——If loving her is a sin, I think I would have been doomed long ago.
She took another step toward the abyss.
At that moment, she saw her soul burning in lust.
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