“Nothing, just sniffing.”
Qin Xue noticed Su Yun entered the room but remained unfazed, calmly responding before continuing to sniff.
“?”
Su Yun, hearing her casual tone, initially thought it was no big deal. But as she stepped closer and took another look, the white, nearly translucent object in Qin Xue’s hand felt strangely familiar.
“What is it?” She wondered. “Sister Xue keeps sniffing it. Is it that fragrant?”
Qin Xue, while sniffing, stole a glance at Su Yun from the corner of her eye.
Soon, she loosened her grip on the lower half of the item, revealing the part that covered the foot.
“Ah…”
A soft, slightly disgusted gasp came from in front of her, and Qin Xue looked up excitedly.
As expected, Su Yun was staring at her with a mix of shock and disdain, her eyes wide as saucers.
At the same time, her face visibly flushed red.
Hehe, Sister Xiaoyun looks so cute like this, Qin Xue thought, chuckling to herself. Without a word, she brought the stocking closer to her face in front of Su Yun.
“Mrow? No!”
In the next second, the flustered little white cat leaped up from under the bed, pouncing straight into Qin Xue’s arms.
“Sister Xue, give it back! Don’t mess around with it—it’s dirty!” Su Yun was frantic, pressing herself against Qin Xue in a desperate attempt to snatch the stocking back.
“Wait, wait~”
Seeing Su Yun’s face turn red with urgency, Qin Xue flashed a mischievous grin and stuffed the white stocking into her collar, tucking it between her chest.
“?”
Su Yun froze, dumbfounded.
She sat motionless on Qin Xue’s lap, her impulse to fight for the stocking vanishing.
“Sister Xue, did you just… stuff it in there?”
Su Yun’s mouth hung slightly open, her eyes gradually glazing over.
“Come and get it, Sister Xiaoyun~”
Qin Xue, caught off guard by Su Yun’s sudden pounce, was now lying on the bed. Her seductive expression sparked all sorts of thoughts.
But clearly, Su Yun was focused on something else entirely, oblivious to how alluring Qin Xue’s pose was.
“Hm? Is Sister Xiaoyun stunned?”
Noticing Su Yun hadn’t responded, Qin Xue propped herself up and pulled her into an embrace.
“Ugh…”
The tight squeeze snapped Su Yun out of her daze, and she let out a shy whimper.
“Alright, I’ll explain this later,” Qin Xue said, “Sister Xiaoyun, you must be hungry, right? Want to feed?”
Smiling, Qin Xue shifted the topic, reaching out to stroke Su Yun’s head.
“No… your body isn’t well right now,” Su Yun mumbled, her consciousness hazy as she nestled into Qin Xue’s arms. Even so, she didn’t forget to show concern for her.
“I know my own body. I’m fine. But you, Sister Xiaoyun—you keep fainting out of nowhere. That worries me,” Qin Xue replied.
“Come on, feed,” she urged gently, her soft words echoing in Su Yun’s ears.
“Ugh… thank you, Sister Xue.”
In the end, Su Yun couldn’t resist the gentle older sister’s temptation. She leaned against Qin Xue’s lap, beginning to draw nourishment.
Qin Xue, in front of Su Yun, slipped off her socks. Moments later, she offered her pale, delicate shoulder to Su Yun’s soft lips.
“Here, feed.”
“Mhm, thank you.”
Su Yun cautiously leaned forward, starting to suckle.
Qin Xue held her tightly, savoring the moment.
This afternoon, Su Yun had been so cool—almost like a boyfriend.
Qin Xue now thought about nurturing her little sister, letting Su Yun protect her outside while she took care of her at home.
But Qin Xue forgot one thing: she was in that time of the month, already losing more blood than usual. And these past two days, she’d been letting Su Yun feed…
Gradually, she felt her body weaken significantly, her head growing dizzy.
Even so, Qin Xue didn’t stop Su Yun. She wanted her to drink more, hoping to prevent another fainting spell like the one yesterday.
She never wanted to see that happen again.
“Ugh, thank you, Sister Xue.”
After a while, Su Yun, now full, lifted her head from Qin Xue’s embrace.
“Good,” Qin Xue said, her voice weary.
Exhausted and dizzy, she rested her head on Su Yun’s shoulder.
“Sister Xue, why does your voice sound so weak…”
Su Yun grew worried, her arms tightening around the soft figure in front of her. She regretted drinking now.
“It’s fine. Oh, about that explanation…”
Qin Xue slowly sat up, reaching into her collar to pull out the white stocking.
“Sister Xiaoyun’s legs are so small, soft, and fragrant. I love them, hehe~”
“Could you put these back on, Sister Xiaoyun?” she asked, playfully placing the stocking in Su Yun’s hand.
“???” Su Yun blinked, stunned.
Other boys might keep such thoughts to themselves, but Qin Xue just blurted it out.
So blunt?
For a moment, Su Yun wanted to refuse. The comment was so bizarre she even considered shoving Qin Xue away.
“Sister Xiaoyun, please?”
“…”
In the next moment, Qin Xue, weakened, collapsed against Su Yun again, her small hands wrapping around her neck.
Hearing that frail voice, Su Yun knew it was because of her.
“Fine…”
Since she’d already drank from her, putting on the stockings didn’t seem like a big deal.
Sitting on Qin Xue’s lap, Su Yun slowly slipped the stockings onto her legs.
The familiar sensation of the fabric wrapping around her made her feel a bit embarrassed.
“There, Sister Xue, I put them on.”
Her cheeks flushed, Su Yun wanted to press her thighs together, but sitting on Qin Xue’s lap forced her to keep her legs apart.
Finally, Qin Xue sat up from Su Yun’s embrace.
“Sister Xiaoyun, you’re so cute.”
She gazed down at the small feet beside her, a surge of excitement briefly overpowering her physical weakness.
Eagerly, she grabbed Su Yun’s ankle, pulling her closer.
“Ugh… Sister Xue.”
The sudden tug sent Su Yun falling back onto the bed.
As she lay there, a breathtaking sight appeared before Qin Xue, who swallowed hard.
“Sister Xiaoyun…”
“Ugh.”
Qin Xue noticed Su Yun covering her face with both hands, likely blushing furiously.
She kept one hand on Su Yun’s ankle while using the other to gently pull away the hands covering her face.
What she saw left her stunned.
Su Yun’s face was so red it looked like it might bleed. Beyond the embarrassment, there was a pitiful expression, as if one more move might make her cry.
This expression… it’s too much!
Qin Xue felt a sudden rush, a fleeting urge to act on her impulses. But she held back, afraid of scaring Su Yun away.
After all, she’d made this request right after the feeding. Normally, Su Yun would’ve already bolted with a kick.
That sort of thing could wait—she’d take it slow.
After a few seconds of being dazed, Qin Xue began gently stroking the white stockings on either side of Su Yun’s legs.
Smooth and soft, even just touching her legs felt fulfilling.
“…”
Su Yun turned her face away, too shy to look.
“Sister Xiaoyun, meow for me.”
“Mrow.”
“Keep going.”
“Mrow…”
(End of Chapter)