My Wife is the Vicious Supporting Character from an Era Novel - Chapter 45.2

Chapter 45.2

Wen Miao’s body went soft from being called so many things. She couldn’t say a word of refusal.

“Wife, get off me.”

Wen Miao thought Ji Baiqing had given up on their plan and got off her a little listlessly.

Ji Baiqing glanced at her and, without a word, started to take off her clothes.

Her pale skin was dyed with a warm tone by the yellow light of the kerosene lamp. In the hazy light, her body was displayed like the most perfect work of the creator.

Although she was slender, the muscles on her arms and abdomen were firm. Her lower abdomen had a smooth line, and when she flexed her muscles, a clear “vest line” was visible.

Ji Baiqing lay down comfortably, looking at Wen Miao’s dazed eyes. A sly look flashed in her eyes.

“Wife, didn’t you say you wanted to sit on my waist? I’ve already taken off my clothes.”

She silently urged Wen Miao with her eyes to take off her clothes so they could be honest with each other.

Wen Miao knelt on the bed, twisting the hem of her nightgown in a tangle of emotions.

She would look at Ji Baiqing’s abdomen for a moment, then look away.

Her waist seemed very strong. Wen Miao thought that if she could… it would probably feel very good.

Perhaps with every breath Ji Baiqing took, it would cause a movement in her abdominal muscles, which would be a different experience.

In the end, Wen Miao obediently took off her nightgown. The last piece of small fabric was left at the head of the bed.

She was hesitating whether to continue when Ji Baiqing pressed her down.

Wen Miao’s breathing quickened. The only thought in her mind was that it was so hot.

Ji Baiqing’s body was so hot. It seemed she was going to steam her.

Ji Baiqing rested her head against the roof of her mouth and reached out for the water cup on the headboard, handing it to Wen Miao.

“Drink.”

After Wen Miao drank a few sips, Ji Baiqing drank the rest in one gulp.

At first, Wen Miao still had the strength to control herself, but in the end, when she was too weak to hold herself up, it was just as she had thought. Every one of Ji Baiqing’s breaths could be felt by her.

Ji Baiqing’s waist was also very strong.

Afterward, Wen Miao was so tired that her body felt soft. Her round toes were curled together, and the skin on the top of her feet was almost translucent, allowing the blue veins to be clearly seen.

Ji Baiqing went to massage her waist. Wen Miao only let out a weak moan. The soft and seductive sound was suppressed, revealing a gentle and powerless weakness.

She leaned in and kissed Wen Miao’s lips, then licked away the tears on her face, tasting Wen Miao’s flavor on the tip of her tongue.

Wen Miao’s tears were also salty. They were like pearls when they fell, but in the end, they became seawater.

Ji Baiqing wiped the moisture off her body and looked at her waist for a while, feeling a little regretful.

If she had a cell phone, she could have taken a picture to remember it.

Unfortunately, she didn’t.

She struggled for a moment, but in the end, she wiped it clean.

Wen Miao beside her was already dozing off.

Ji Baiqing thought, it’s a good thing she made her drink water beforehand, or she would have been dehydrated.

She looked at the part that was squeezed because of Wen Miao’s side sleeping. She licked her lips and asked softly beside her.

“Wifey, can I eat…?”

Wen Miao’s consciousness was hazy. She only heard a general idea and let out a soft moan that didn’t hold much meaning.

Ji Baiqing took it as a sign of her consent and immediately held her shoulders, burying her whole face in them.

So fragrant, so soft.

She was almost intoxicated.

Like a newborn lamb, Ji Baiqing lingered with a feeling of deep affection, sensing endless sweetness.

Wen Miao felt the furry head buried in her chest. The stinging sensation made her wake up a little. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw her partner buried in her arms. She said softly,

“Be gentle, A-Qing.”

After hearing her words, Ji Baiqing’s movements indeed slowed down.

Wen Miao gently held her head, her eyes squinted, and she praised her. “A-Qing is so good.”

Ji Baiqing’s tail, if she had one, would have been wagging happily from the praise.

I love my wife so much, she thought.

Wen Miao didn’t know when she fell asleep. After satisfying her desire, Ji Baiqing was very proactive about cleaning up.

After wiping the saliva away with a damp cloth, the area was still rosy.

She felt a little heartache looking at it, but also an itching in her teeth. Finally, she applied some of the medicine Wen Miao had made herself to the area.

After cleaning up, she turned off the kerosene lamp. Ji Baiqing snuggled up to Wen Miao, yawned, and quickly fell asleep.

After falling asleep, the dream from the original plot, which she hadn’t had for a long time, came back.

This time, when she appeared in the dream, Ji Baiqing was already used to it.

The unpleasant part was that she didn’t know how Wen Miao would be treated this time.

“Zhenzhen!”

She heard a gentle and clear voice and frowned.

Who was it? How did they know Wen Miao’s nickname?

She turned her head and saw Wen Miao dressed cleanly and beautifully. The long hair on her cheek was clipped back by a hairpin. She was smiling happily at the person beside her.

Ji Baiqing had never seen Wen Miao smile so happily in a dream. Who was she smiling at? Why was she smiling at them?

A feeling that she couldn’t explain suddenly appeared. Ji Baiqing admitted that she might be a little jealous.

But when she tried to see the face of the person beside Wen Miao, she found that their face was very blurry. She couldn’t make out their original appearance.

She could only guess from the slender figure that this was also a woman.

The scene changed, and they seemed to be indoors.

The person with the blurred face was looking at Wen Miao. When Wen Miao turned to the side, her cheek just happened to brush against the other’s lips.

Both of them froze instantly. Even Ji Baiqing, who was watching from the side, was clenching her hands and gritting her teeth, looking at the two of them, wanting to get in between them but unable to.

Her wife had just been kissed right in front of her.

Was there a plot like this in the original story? Ji Baiqing felt a little suffocated.

She watched as Wen Miao’s cheeks flushed red, and the other person apologized incoherently.

“I’m sorry, Zhenzhen. I… I didn’t mean to.”

Wen Miao only reacted then. She bit her lip and shook her head. “It’s okay. I didn’t notice either.”

Ji Baiqing’s teeth were almost ground to dust as she watched the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them.

Don’t think I didn’t see that person deliberately leaning forward. Otherwise, how could they have kissed!

Who was this person? Based on Wen Miao’s reaction, she didn’t seem to be completely indifferent to her.

Ji Baiqing moved closer to the two of them, trying to see the other person’s face again. But in the end, the two of them dissipated like mist in front of her eyes.

She woke up.

Ji Baiqing looked at the dark room. It was probably still very early in the morning.

She could have gone back to sleep after waking up, but the dream was still very clear in her mind and wouldn’t go away.

She sat up silently, her brain racing, trying to figure out who the woman in the dream who was intimate with Wen Miao was.

If she found out who it was… she probably couldn’t do anything to them. She could only pull Wen Miao away from them.

But the first sprouts of a relationship must be nipped in the bud.

She gnashed her teeth. Wen Miao was her girlfriend now. It was impossible for her to be with anyone else.

Absolutely not!

Perhaps it was because the warmth she was used to was gone. Wen Miao groggily reached out and felt around. When she didn’t touch anyone, her eyes instantly opened. She moved her hand forward and felt Ji Baiqing’s tailbone, finally feeling at ease.

She slowly sat up, yawned, and asked with a sleepy voice, “What are you doing up in the middle of the night?”

Ji Baiqing let out a soft sound and buried herself in Wen Miao’s arms. Her eyes were wet, and she was instantly filled with a deep sense of grievance.

“Zhenzhen, I dreamed that you fell in love with someone else and that they kissed you.”

She emphasized, “I could only watch from the side. It was so unfair.”

Wen Miao was stunned. She immediately stroked her hair to comfort her. “How could that be? I won’t like anyone else.”

Even if she tried to think about it now, Wen Miao couldn’t imagine herself liking a second person besides Ji Baiqing.

She coaxed her, “Dreams aren’t real. And are you sure the person you dreamed I liked wasn’t you? I only like you.”

Ji Baiqing recalled the dream. Her hands around Wen Miao’s waist tightened. “No, it wasn’t. That person was thinner and shorter than me. It couldn’t have been me!”

“Hiss.” Wen Miao felt her collarbone being bitten. She gently patted the person’s head.

“I have to go to class tomorrow. Don’t bite.”

Ji Baiqing was silent for a few seconds, then started to whimper pitifully again.

“You really don’t love me anymore.”

Wen Miao had a bit of a headache. She could only press the person who wanted to get up back against her chest.

“Okay, you can bite, but bite somewhere that my clothes can cover!” She emphasized the last sentence.

Ji Baiqing opened her mouth, bit a piece of soft skin, and gently ground her teeth on it, leaving a red mark.

After marking one spot, her lips moved downward, and she bit another one.

Because of a baseless dream, the idea of making their relationship public rushed into her mind.

She thought a little darkly that if she could cover every part of Wen Miao’s body with marks, others would see them and stay away from her girlfriend and stop coveting her.

Wen Miao was hers.

She could only be hers.

She couldn’t be kissed by anyone else, and she shouldn’t like anyone else.

She licked the skin on her lips, her eyelashes wet. The roots of her eyelashes pressed against the skin, and a little bit of her tears stained it.

Please, don’t fall for anyone else, Ji Baiqing prayed in her heart.

Feeling the wetness on her body, Wen Miao’s heart ached. She endured the pain and let her kiss and bite her, gently holding her head and tidying her messy hair.

“Good girl, it’s just a dream. Don’t cry.”

Ji Baiqing didn’t say anything. Finally, she lovingly rubbed her face against Wen Miao’s soft lower abdomen, seeking a promise from her.

“Wen Miao, will you always love me?”

“Yes, I will always love you.”

After a while, her slightly panicked voice came again. “Will you suddenly fall in love with someone else?”

Wen Miao patiently stroked her insecure little dog. “No, I only love you.”

Ji Baiqing remembered her words.

She had to love only her, and like only her.

She remembered.