My Wife is the Vicious Supporting Character from an Era Novel - Chapter 12

Chapter 12

◎Entangled◎

In the silent darkness, Wen Miao only felt her heart beat faster and faster. Thump, thump, each sound echoed in her ears. Her heart was beating like a drum.

She waited for a long time, but Ji Baiqing just lay on the outer side of the bed, not making any improper moves. She just put the blanket over her before going to sleep.

Finally, she felt the breathing beside her become steady. Wen Miao turned over to face away from Ji Baiqing and closed her eyes.

Wen Miao fell asleep quickly, her breathing soft and even. Ji Baiqing opened her eyes and stared at the back she had left her. She found it a little funny. Given Wen Miao’s resistant state toward her, when would they be able to sleep while hugging each other like other normal best friends? She moved closer to Wen Miao’s side, tucked the blanket in for her, and then started to fall asleep herself.

In the middle of the night, Wen Miao, half-asleep, turned over and instantly took most of the blanket that was covering Ji Baiqing. Feeling the cold on her body, Ji Baiqing was so groggy that she couldn’t open her eyes. Her consciousness was scattered, so she moved closer to Wen Miao, and finally, their two soft bodies were pressed against each other.

Sensing that the person who had returned was sleeping a little restlessly, she subconsciously put her hand on the other person and patted her lightly, muttering, “Sleep well…” The person in her arms became docile. Ji Baiqing pulled her into her arms again.

The blanket was wrapped messily around the two women. Ji Baiqing and Wen Miao’s limbs were also entangled, and all of this was witnessed only by the moonlight.

Early the next morning, the rooster in the courtyard crowed, and Ji Baiqing woke up. The sky was a little bright, and she could see things clearly in the room.

Ji Baiqing looked down at the beautiful woman still sleeping in her arms. For a moment, she was stunned, and then her eyes curved. Although she didn’t know how the two of them ended up together, it didn’t seem so bad to have her wish fulfilled in a dream. She gently let go of Wen Miao. After getting out of bed, she tied up her long hair, tucked the blanket in for the person on the bed, and then left the room.

Ji Wei had already gone to the fields. He Xiangyue was chopping chicken feed at this time. “Mom, good morning.”

He Xiangyue didn’t even raise her head. “I’ll steam an egg for Miaomiao this morning.”

Tsk, now that Wen Miao was here, He Xiangyue didn’t even have her in her eyes anymore. She went to the kitchen, took out five eggs from the water tank, beat them, added water and salt, and a little oil, and put them on the steaming tray to steam. There was still some refined rice at home, so she cooked enough for four people.

She lit the fire, and then Ji Baiqing went to the courtyard to do some stretching. When He Xiangyue went to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot, she called out, “Ji Baiqing, why did you steam so many eggs?! Are you trying to waste everything? Didn’t I say to just steam one for Miaomiao? Your dad and I won’t eat them!”

Ji Baiqing said lazily, “Mom, these eggs will go bad if we don’t eat them, and besides, if I only make it for Wen Miao, she definitely won’t be willing to eat it.”

Before He Xiangyue could refute her words, she heard another sweet voice. “That’s right, Auntie He. If you don’t eat the same food as me, I won’t eat either. I’ll eat whatever you eat.”

She turned around and saw Wen Miao. Her curled hair was scattered, and she was wearing a white shirt and black pants. She looked radiant even without makeup. He Xiangyue sighed. “Oh, you two…”

Knowing that He Xiangyue was about to reminisce, Ji Baiqing quickly interrupted. “Mom, a chicken seems to have laid an egg! Go and see. I’m afraid to pick it up!”

“Hey, you stand still. I’ll get it.” He Xiangyue went to the chicken coop in a few steps. There was indeed an egg in the nest, and it was still warm to the touch. “I must have owed you in my past life!” He Xiangyue sighed, realizing that Ji Baiqing was changing the subject.

Ji Baiqing chuckled and ran to Wen Miao’s side. “Wen Miao, how did you sleep last night?”

Looking at the woman’s expectant eyes, Wen Miao could only say, “Very well.” Ji Baiqing was satisfied. Her bed was big and soft. She knew it would make Wen Miao happy.

Seeing Wen Miao’s hair down, her hands itched. She discussed it with her, “Wen Miao, let me tie your hair. I’m very good at it.”

Wen Miao couldn’t refuse, so she sat directly on the stool and let her do it. Although she didn’t know if Ji Baiqing’s hair-tying skills were as good as she said, Wen Miao felt that every one of her movements was gentle. Her slender fingers gathered her black hair and weaved through it. When her nape was touched by the pads of her fingers, Wen Miao felt her whole body go numb. She bit her lip, suppressing the moan that was about to escape. That area was her sensitive spot, but Wen Miao didn’t expect to have such a big reaction when Ji Baiqing touched it.

Ji Baiqing braided her hair into a single braid. The fluffy braid hung on the left side, and the strands of hair on both sides fell on her cheeks. Wen Miao’s natural mature and charming气质 now had a hint of gentleness. Ji Baiqing put the only mirror with a red flower base in the house in front of her and asked her, “Does it look good?”

Wen Miao quickly glanced at the mirror and then gave a perfunctory nod. Ji Baiqing looked at her flushed cheeks and found it strange. She reached out and touched her forehead, worried. “Why is your face so red? You don’t have a fever.” Wen Miao’s cheeks became even redder. She slapped her hand away. “Stop talking.”

Ji Baiqing couldn’t figure out the villainess’s thoughts. At this time, she suddenly heard the steam from the pot and ran to take the pot down. This morning they had steamed eggs and white rice. The rice grains were distinct after being steamed, and every bite of rice had a rich aroma, which was especially delicious with the steamed egg custard. He Xiangyue also stir-fried a plate of pickled vegetables, which were pickled beans from last year. Wen Miao liked to eat it, but Ji Baiqing didn’t let her eat too much.

After work today, Wen Miao still gave her pig feed-cutting work to the children. Besides Li Man, Gou Dan and Erya also wanted to get food by helping her work. Wen Miao was afraid of tiring Manman out, so she let them help. A few little ones could finish the four baskets of pig feed she needed for the day in one morning.

Thinking about it, Wen Miao was curious about what the back of the mountain looked like. Ji Baiqing, after her usual inspection, went home. “Change your clothes. I’ll take you for a walk on the mountain.” Looking at Wen Miao, who was sitting under the eaves waiting for her, Ji Baiqing felt her heart melt.

Wen Miao went back to the room and changed into a dark blue long-sleeved shirt with exquisite embroidery on the cuffs. Ji Baiqing felt a little heartbroken as she touched the soft fabric. “Wearing such good clothes on the mountain will get them snagged.” Wen Miao said innocently, “But these are my worst clothes.” She pointed to the threads on the collar. Ji Baiqing felt a little rich-hating again.

She had originally thought of giving Wen Miao her old clothes to wear on the mountain, but then she realized that their figures were different. Wen Miao probably couldn’t wear her clothes. Although they were both slender, Wen Miao’s chest was full and soft, while she was an utter flat-chested person.

So, this would have to do.