[Seagulls and Cherries] Chapter Eleven: Separated by a Door

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【Seagull and Cherry】
Author: Hongya Zongzong
Published on 1024 Forum on 2015/12/05
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Chapter 11: A Door Apart

"Damn..." Ya'ou finished his homework and was about to get up when he realized that
his lower limbs were a little numb after sitting cross-legged for a long time. His legs felt like they were walking on cotton, and he finally managed to stand up by supporting himself on the low table.

"Teacher Bai is really ruthless. It's just a weekend, but he actually assigned two papers, and they're so difficult..."
He complained, punching his thigh a few times, and the soreness finally began to dissipate.

"Looks like someone sent me a message. I haven't had time to check it yet..." The boy swung his arms and paced around the study twice
before suddenly stopping and taking out his phone. Although he knew the truth was often contrary to his wishes, the moment he turned on the screen, he still
secretly prayed, "Could it be her?"

"Happy Lantern Festival, Tan Yaou!" Swiping open the notification bar, Yaou's eyes suddenly flashed, and he quickly looked at
the name at the end, but was undoubtedly disappointed again. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "Oh,
Xie Minghe ..."

"Happy Lantern Festival to you too, hehe..." He quickly drafted a reply, and glanced at
the time , which was already half an hour ago, so he added, "I didn't notice it just now, sorry!"

After waiting for a while without a response, Yaou didn't think much of it, packed up his paper, pen and stationery, and prepared to go back to his room to wash up.
"It's rare that I don't have to go to evening self-study. After listening to English, I can get a good night's sleep..."

The walnut wood door was ajar, and the thick floor-length curtains were airtight. The room was pitch black, as dark as ink, and
the quiet was a little strange. Only the faint sound of "splashing" water came from the bathroom.

Ya'ou suspiciously fumbled for the light switch, and the dazzling light of the chandelier poured down, illuminating the
double A purple cashmere sweater with a subtle pattern was draped over a brocade stool at the foot of the bed, and a gold beaded women's belt meandered
across the carpet not far away, next to a pair of navy blue jeans.

"That Sister Qi, she dresses up so extravagantly when she goes out, but when she gets home, she just throws her clothes around. And she's supposed to be
the female CEO of a big company!" The young man shook his head helplessly, picked up the jeans and sweater and neatly folded them together . Turning his head,
he saw a pure black openwork bra and lace thong on the sofa, and couldn't help but frown.

The young woman's breasts were magnificent, and the intricately embroidered bra was an extra-large size, like a large, open
seashell. The pure black lace-trimmed thong had a sheer, almost transparent fabric at the crotch. The
material was already light, but the elaborate crocheted and embroidered details made it a perfect work of art.

Underwear best showcases a woman's taste and temperament. My older cousin, as beautiful and radiant as a peach blossom, exudes
a captivating and seductive charm with every gesture, even her intimate area is full of alluring allure.

"Little brother, is that you? Hehehe..." Zhao Ziqi's giggles were like mercury spilling onto the ground, exceptionally
captivating, making one involuntarily imagine her full, round breasts trembling with that laughter.

"Yes, it's me..." Ya'ou mumbled in response, his gaze lingering on the two exquisite and gorgeous garments,
imagining how alluring and sexy the young woman would be wearing them. His heart itched like it was being scratched by a cat's claws, and finally,
as if possessed, he grabbed them and brought them close to his nose for a deep sniff.

The sheer fabric of the thong was damp with a woman's secretions, leaving only faint traces, yet exuding
a unique fragrance of orchid and musk, mixed with a faint creamy aroma, a subtle hint of sweat, and a rich
scent of rose perfume, like a fragrant and humid meadow on a summer afternoon...

It was the mature scent of a young woman, rushing into his nostrils like the strongest
aphrodisiac . The boy felt his blood boil, and he involuntarily covered his face. "Ziqi's
scent is so alluring..."

"You brat, who let you in? You didn't even say hello, sneaking around like that!" Zhao Ziqi said coquettishly, but the sound only made the water ripple louder, so loud that even the frosted glass door couldn't block it in the slightest, reaching the boy's ears
clearly . 　　"She can see me?!" Ya'ou suddenly jolted, as if he'd been pricked, and immediately dropped the woman 's lace bra and thong, feigning surprise, "Oh my god, that scared me to death! Sister Ziqi, you... what are you doing in my room?" 　　"What do you mean 'your room'? It's mine, okay? Just because you stayed for two days doesn't mean it's yours. Hehehe ..." Zhao Ziqi seized on his words and started arguing. 　　"Fine, then I might as well sleep in the small bedroom..." Knowing he couldn't win the argument, Ya'ou muttered and turned to run away. 　　"You blockhead, you don't know what's good for you!" Zhao Ziqi heard the commotion, cursed under her breath, and shouted, "Tan Ya'ou, come back here!" 　　"What... what now?" Ya'ou felt guilty and reluctantly stopped at the door, unsure whether to leave or stay. 　　"Good little brother, could you get me a set of underwear? I forgot when I came in..." Zhao Ziqi pleaded softly, as if she were being coquettish. 　　"You want me to get your underwear?" Ya'ou's eyes darted around, a hint of suspicion in his mind. After a moment's hesitation, he suggested , "This...this isn't very convenient, is it? Maybe I should call it for you..." 　　"Pah! I'm your sister, what's inconvenient about it?" Zhao Ziqi immediately interrupted him, adding , "Unless you have ulterior motives and are thinking dirty thoughts..." 　　She had only said it casually, but Ya'ou remembered his impulsive act of smelling her underwear, and his neck flushed red. "I...I didn't!" 　　"Hehehe, don't rush to deny it!" Zhao Ziqi laughed sweetly and seductively, saying softly, "I took off all my clothes and threw them on the sofa, and you were hiding outside, quietly, without doing anything wrong, huh?" 　　"What are you talking about!" Afraid of being exposed, Ya'ou cleared his throat and quickly said, "Sister Ziqi, seriously, where did you put your underwear?" 　　"Hehe...hehehe..." Zhao Ziqi knew the boy was denying it, but she laughed sweetly twice and let him go. She said nonchalantly, "The keychain is hanging in the locker drawer in the dressing room!" 　　"Oh..." Ya'ou agreed and went into the dressing room. The double-layered black lacquered wardrobes with mother-of-pearl inlay were half-embedded in the wall. In the middle, there was only a two or three square meters of space. There was a half-person-high mahogany chest of drawers with rounded corners and inlaid treasures. After casually pulling out a drawer, he became worried.

Inside, everything was neatly folded and categorized by color. Each set had a tag indicating the brand, fabric, and
purchase date. The fabrics were pure cotton, bamboo fiber, nylon lace—a riot of colors, like signal flags on a warship,
ready to flutter in the wind if strung together with a rope.

The styles were even more daring and unusual. C-strings and thongs were commonplace; some were simply
a few thin Y-shaped straps connected to a leaf-sized piece of fabric, enough to make one blush. The bras were a variety of styles: strapless bowl bras
, half-cup front-clasp push-up bras, U-shaped back bras, and even one-piece bras with cutouts—the list goes on.

"Huh?" Ya'ou casually picked up something that looked like a necklace, only to pull out a
luxurious lingerie piece made of hundreds of pearls strung together. The craftsmanship was exquisite and intricate, the shimmering light dazzling the eyes. The design of the panties was particularly
peculiar crotch...

"Rich people are really something, so extravagant and decadent..." Ya'ou was shocked and muttered several times. Although the opportunity
was rare, he didn't have time to carefully examine his beautiful older cousin's intimate secret. He scratched his head and called out to the bathroom,
"Sister Ziqi, which one do you want?"

"Get me whichever one you like..." Zhao Ziqi deliberately raised her voice, followed by
a series of snickers.

"Damn, it's not like she's wearing it for me..." The more she deliberately teased him, the less Ya'ou dared to act rashly. He
muttered to and chose a set of relatively normal flesh-colored unlined bra and tight panties.

Under the bright bedroom light, the boy almost had a nosebleed again. The panties were so thin and narrow
, with gold thread outlining a simple lily pattern. They looked like they were cut from a piece of paper used for copying calligraphy,
so light that they seemed to tear at the slightest pressure.

"If Sister Ziqi wore them, wouldn't it be the same as not wearing anything at all? Besides, her butt is so big..."
Suddenly,

, as if they were swaying right in front of him, snow-white and round, alluring and graceful... "Damn, I'm hard again! She's my sister, I can't think like that..." The boy steadied himself and moved with difficulty to
the bathroom door. He knocked twice, "Sister Ziqi, I brought them to you..."

"Oh, little brother..." The door creaked open a crack, and in the misty air, Zhao Ziqi's
smiling , as beautiful and radiant as a lotus emerging from the water after washing away all its makeup. She extended a round, white, lotus-
root- arm, revealing half of her smooth, glistening shoulder. "How about it, are you spoiled for choice? Hehe,
give it to me!"

"Sister Ziqi, you have so many underwear, are you planning to open a lingerie store?" Ya'ou handed it over, daring to
joke about it, for some reason.

"Yeah, they're all ones I've worn. Want to sell them to you?" Zhao Ziqi, hidden behind the door, didn't even lock it,
just kept arguing with her cousin, seemingly bent over.

A frosted glass panel was set in the middle of the door, and although it was blurry, Ya'ou could still see a voluptuous
figure. Thinking that it was his beautiful young female cousin's naked body, his manhood immediately became erect again, wishing he
could release it right then and there and masturbate!

"Oh dear, it seems to have gotten even bigger..." Zhao Ziqi put on her bra, seemingly quite proudly puffing out her high,
firm breasts, teasingly saying, half-jokingly, "Little rascal, want to come in? Hehehe..."

Her flirtatious, seductive laughter was like a bewitching, enchanting melody, making Ya'ou's heart flutter, his whole body burning
with restlessness. He blurted out, almost unconsciously, "Yes, as long as you dare open the door..."

"Pah, open your head my foot!" Zhao Ziqi was startled, slamming the door shut with a "bang," scolding,
"You brat, you're getting more and more audacious! You even dare to flirt with your sister! Wait till I get back and tell Grandpa, I'll skin you alive
!"

Although startled, her tone wasn't genuinely angry, more like playful banter. And with the door between them, Ya'ou
just shamelessly chuckled, "Hehe, I know you love me, that's why you wouldn't dare..."

"Stop your glib talk, who cares about you!" Zhao Ziqi seemed too lazy to argue with him anymore, her tone suddenly changing as
she impatiently snapped, "I'm going out to change, get lost!"

"Oh...oh..." Ya'ou was bewildered and returned to the small study, where the phone on the coffee table was flashing
.

"Hehe, it's okay, I just saw it too, I was having dinner with my family..." It turned out to be Xie Minghe's reply
, with a winking emoji at the end.

"I heard that girls with big eyes are especially wet down there..." Ya'ou looked around to make sure no one was watching, reached into his pants
, straightened his rock-hard manhood, and a wicked thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Hehe, Xie Minghe, she's quite pretty. I wonder if she has a boyfriend? She must have a lot of suitors
..." The boy stroked his chin, letting his imagination run wild. He casually clicked on the "envious"
emoji and replied, "Oh, a family reunion, that's great, hehe..."

Just a dozen seconds later, Xie Minghe quickly replied, "Hehe, what's wrong? Aren't you having a family reunion
?"

"She's quite proactive..." Ya'ou was greatly encouraged, but his typing speed was clearly not keeping up. "
It's just me, with my sister at home..."

"Ah? Sister Ouni hasn't gone back to America yet? Does she have time tomorrow? Can you help me invite her out?"
Xie Minghe was overjoyed, asking a series of questions.

When she mentioned her cousin, Ya'ou's fantasies subsided somewhat. "No, she went back a long time ago.
I was talking about Sister Ziqi."

"Oh, you guessed wrong..." Xie Minghe sent a cute tongue-out emoji. "My mom said today that Sister Ou Ni
is beautiful and went to a prestigious school, and told me to learn from her..."

Ya'ou was happier to hear her cousin being praised than to hear herself being praised, grinning from ear to ear. "Hahaha,
other 's kids..."

"Exactly!" Xie Minghe immediately agreed, and then said, "I don't know Sister Ziqi very well, but I heard
she's a CEO now and a great beauty. Do you feel a lot of pressure at your family?

" "Pressure? She does put a lot of pressure on me..." Ya'ou glanced at the gradually flattening bulge between her legs,
gave a wry smile, and subconsciously replied, "It's alright, my dad is very busy and basically doesn't care about me."

"Hehe, that's great! What about your aunt? Doesn't she care about you either?" Xie Minghe asked again.

Ya'ou was startled, as if ice water had been poured over her head. Her manhood immediately went limp. It took her a while
to come to her senses she replied, "My mother passed away last year..."

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Xie Minghe quickly apologized, sending a "hug" emoji, and added, "I
was too impulsive , I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay, thank you..."

Ya'ou turned off his phone, listlessly sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the magnificent chandelier, lost in thought
.

Later, Zhao Ziqi answered Jing'ou's overseas call and came in to let him listen. The siblings, separated by thousands of miles, chatted
for a while about trivial matters such as whether they liked the food in the cafeteria or whether their classmates were easy to get along with.

Knowing that she was still thinking of him even though she was in America, the young man finally felt a little warmth and gradually recovered from his empty sadness
.

The next day, Saturday, he woke up to find the sky clear and blue, the sun unusually bright.

Zhao Ziqi left without having breakfast. Ya'ou got up, washed up, went to the gym on the third floor for a run, and
came down just as the maid came out of the guest room, dressed neatly as if she was about to go out.

"Xianglan, going to the supermarket to buy things?"

"Yeah..." Luo Xianglan's face lit up with a smile when the young man greeted her.
She led him into the dining room and said, "Breakfast is ready for you! Try the milk and see if it's cold. If it's cold,
put it in the microwave for a bit, it won't take too long, just three minutes..."

"Okay, I know, thank you." Ya'ou nodded, pulled out a chair and sat down. He looked her up and down and smiled,
"Xianglan, you look quite pretty when you're dressed up!"

She wore light brown high heels, her rounded calves were covered in black stockings, and she wore a finely tailored royal blue
wool coat. The style and quality were extraordinary, cinching her slender waist. Her full, rounded chest was embroidered with
pale purple azaleas. She was understated and elegant, yet dignified and poised. The style seemed vaguely familiar.

"Hehe, not at all! The clothes were a gift from Sister Hai Rong, and they don't really suit me..." Luo Xianglan
blushed slightly, her self-pitying expression revealing a hint of insincerity.

"Hehe, I was wondering..." Ya'ou suddenly realized, peeling a tea egg as he asked, "What are you going to buy?
Is it a lot? Or I can go with you later and help carry some."

"Ah? No, no, not much!" The maid didn't dare trouble him, declining repeatedly, adding, "Just
some cleaning supplies, and some fresh vegetables. And Miss Zhao specifically asked for a pair of pig ears,
hehe ..."

"Pig ears?" Ya'ou was both surprised and amused, almost choking on the egg yolk. Sister Ziqi likes
pig ears? She really has a strong palate!

"That's right!" Seeing that he didn't react, Luo Xianglan pursed her small, red lips and
smiled gently , "Tonight, we'll have cold ear fungus salad..."

"Uh, really..." Ya'ou finally understood, rolled his eyes helplessly, and pouted, "
This Sister Ziqi is always teasing me in different ways..."

"What about you? Is there anything you need to bring?" Luo Xianglan gathered her hair behind her ear, revealing
her fair earlobe adorned with a gemstone earring.

"Hmm..." Ya'ou pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Red date and goji berry pork heart soup can replenish
blood and qi, nourish yin and clear heat. Sister Xianglan, do you know how to make it?"

"Pork heart? I've never prepared it before, but I can look at the recipe..." Luo Xianglan didn't think much of it and squinted her eyes, teasingly
saying, "Or, how about you teach me?" "

Hmm, that works too! Just buy two first, make sure they're fresh." The maid didn't suspect anything, and although Ya'ou was secretly
pleased she still felt it wasn't enough, so she added with a double meaning, "Sister Ziqi hasn't looked too good lately, you can give her
a surprise when she comes back, hehe..."

"Hehe, the master was worried that you two siblings were having a fight, but now it seems he was overthinking it..." Luo
Xianglan smiled tenderly, picked up her handbag and left.

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