After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 91

The syrup was burnt, and Ji Ruyue’s batch of pine nut candy was naturally ruined. As for dinner, Song Xingzi pulled out some expired pastries from her stash and placed them directly on the table, watching Ji Ruyue eat them with a look of dissatisfaction.

With dinner resolved, it was time for the sleeping arrangements. In reality, demons don’t need to sleep every night. Some nocturnal creatures even use the night solely for cultivation, absorbing the essence of the world, while humans require not only three meals a day but also sufficient sleep.

This is a bit troublesome. Should we share a blanket, or sleep separately?

Song Xingzi sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, contemplating this major issue of her demon life.

I’ve never slept with anyone else before. What if I talk in my sleep and wake her up? Or what if she sleepwalks and kills me?

Humans need to listen to fairy tales before bed, but I don’t know how to tell any! I wonder if Ji Ji can tolerate a belly full of cliché romance novels?

Plus, if we sleep together, I definitely can’t sit in meditation and cultivate. If I start practicing for a few months, Ji Ji would probably starve to death when I open my eyes!

Ji Ruyue: …

What is inside Xingxing’s little head? How can she be so cute!

“Ji Ji?” After much deliberation, Song Xingzi decided to ask the person concerned for her opinion. “Should we sleep together?”

Ji Ruyue had just finished bathing and changed into Song Xingzi’s dress, revealing a stretch of her arm and her fair legs. Hearing the question, she wrung her hair with a towel and sat down next to Song Xingzi, saying, “Why not?”

“You have to bathe, sleep, get up, eat, and sleep every day… but I don’t have so many things to do, you know?” Song Xingzi looked deeply troubled, her plump little face filled with an unusually serious expression. “Our lifestyles are different! It’s not suitable for cohabitation.”

Ji Ruyue: “I can’t hear you.”

Song Xingzi: “…”

Hey! I’m discussing this with you very seriously! Can you take this seriously!

Ji Ruyue ruffled her head, splashing water vapor all over Song Xingzi.

Song Xingzi: Hey! Is this the trick of a 300-year-old little demon? Why so childish!

Song Xingzi wiped the water droplets from her face and, in passing, used fire to dry the damp room. “I don’t think this will work. I’ll just ask Uncle Lili to build you a house next to mine tomorrow.”

“No need. I can survive without eating; I’m not human anymore,” Ji Ruyue naturally moved closer. Her hair, carrying water vapor, emitted the clean scent of soap pods. Song Xingzi instinctively and skillfully gathered her black hair and dried it with fire, maintaining a safe distance.

“I should be a Mirror Demon now? But I still have human habits. Actually, not eating or sleeping is fine, but I’m not used to being a demon yet,” Ji Ruyue shifted her posture, dangling her legs over the side of the bed. “Sister Xingxing should sleep with me more, guide me, and help me quickly become a mature demon.”

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Song Xingzi choked on her own saliva. Her ear tips turned bright red, like ripe little tomatoes. Ji Ruyue’s casual “Sister Xingxing” reverberated in her mind.

Sister Xingxing, Xingxing, sister…

Ahh! Why does it feel so embarrassing?! But also exciting?!

The strange and colorful contents of the romantic novels flashed through Song Xingzi’s mind instantly, finally culminating in one bold declaration: “Leave it to me! We’ll start with sleeping!”

Wait a minute, something sounds wrong with that sentence.

Song Xingzi turned her head in belated realization, only to be tackled by Ji Ruyue. The flame on her fingertip, like a cat whose scruff had been grabbed, instantly silenced and went out.

“Then let’s go to sleep!”

Ji Ruyue pulled Song Xingzi into her embrace, pressing the girl’s head against her chest and firmly holding Song Xingzi’s waist with both hands.

The bright moon rose in the east. Cicadas chirped incessantly. The candlelight flickered, and the window gauze was faintly bright.

In this beautiful, heartwarming, and ambiguous scene, Song Xingzi rested her head on Ji Ruyue’s chest, when a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: “Wait, this doesn’t feel right. When did Ji Ji’s chest get so big?”

Ji Ruyue, who heard every word clearly: …

Why is my wife’s focus always so unique? How am I supposed to answer that?

It turned out that Song Xingzi had already unconsciously blurted out the question while thinking about it.

Forget it, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear.

Ji Ruyue forced a smile, hugged Song Xingzi tighter, and remained silent.

Song Xingzi indeed hadn’t realized she had spoken aloud. Her inner monologue continued: Why did I think of that just now? Did we sleep together every day before? Did we already finish everything that needed to be done in our dreams? But how do two women cuddle? Is it like this, or like that? …

Ji Ruyue stiffened, carefully replaying the romantic literature playing in Song Xingzi’s mind.

Song Xingzi was completely unaware. She rubbed her fingers, thinking more and more; she felt wide awake and had no intention of sleeping.

Ji Ruyue: Xingxing is actually quite… stimulating… If this continues, we’re going to get censored…

Ji Ruyue took the initiative to curb the undesirable thoughts: “Xingxing, are you asleep?”

“Ah? Not yet,” Song Xingzi replied innocently, providing herself with a reason for being awake. “I was thinking about whether I should stew chicken soup for you tomorrow. I didn’t have enough time today, so I didn’t make any.”

Ji Ruyue showed absolute trust: “Oh.”

Song Xingzi shifted her body, found a comfortable spot in Ji Ruyue’s arms, and casually rested her leg on Ji Ruyue’s. “The roosters in Qing Qiu are fierce. They have level ten fighting power and can peck people effortlessly. But they are also handsome, with particularly long and colorful feathers.”

Ji Ruyue followed up: “They’d be great for making a shuttlecock.”

“Eh? How did you know I was going to say that? I wanted to catch one for you if I ever got the chance.”

Did I say this to Ji Ji before? Was it a repeated mention or a casual remark? How does she remember it so clearly?

Song Xingzi was confused. She looked up at Ji Ruyue’s expression. Ji Ruyue happened to be looking down at her: the bright moonlight filtered through the finely woven window screen, like a solid piece of silver that had been shredded. Tiny silver dust was scattered across Ji Ruyue’s calm, yet melancholic face, her eyes reflecting Song Xingzi’s confused look.

Song Xingzi’s heart clenched. She suddenly felt very unhappy and somewhat frustrated, as if a beautiful, perfect apple had been hollowed out by a worm from the inside. Nothing could be seen on the surface, but the apple knew it was no longer whole.

Song Xingzi had never felt such a strong desire to recover her memory as she did at this moment. She wanted to know her story with Ji Ruyue, wanted to know the source of her inexplicable tears, and the desire ached in her heart.

Ji Ruyue lightly rubbed Song Xingzi’s soft hair with her chin, whispering, “Then let’s go catch one tomorrow.”

Song Xingzi agreed readily: “Okay.”

I’ll go ask Brother Meng Mo what’s going on. While being confused can be fun, I can’t be confused forever.

Ji Ruyue held Song Xingzi. “Let’s sleep.”

Song Xingzi: “Okay.”

The next day, Song Xingzi, fully armed, led Ji Ruyue up the back mountain to catch a chicken. She had made perfect preparations to ensure Ji Ji wouldn’t get pecked. Then, she personally watched the unbelievably aggressive rooster glance at Ji Ruyue, jump into the cage on its own, and obediently pass out.

This is surreal, dramatic, and incredibly powerful.

Song Xingzi remembered Little Tail lying unconscious at her doorstep, smiled knowingly, and decided to give Ji Ruyue an extra dish for lunch.

After eating, Song Xingzi first taught Ji Ruyue how to sit in meditation and draw spiritual energy into her body. She thought this might take ten days, half a month, or even longer, and was prepared for a long battle. However, Ji Ruyue successfully grasped the method and entered a meditative state within an hour.

Song Xingzi, who was forced to cultivate for half a year by Tu Jiuyou just to reach the initial stage: “…Heh, I want to see how many more surprises this woman has that I don’t know about.”

Ji Ruyue, who was cultivating: ???

“Since Ji Ji is in a state of meditation, I’ll go find Brother Meng Mo and Fox Sister,” Song Xingzi looked at the little genius Ji Ruyue, slapped her head, and decided to make the most of her time.

“Brother Meng Mo, Brother Meng Mo! Sister Jiu!”

The sound arrived before the person. From a distance, Song Xingzi’s soft, childlike voice rang in Meng Xiu’s ears. He put down his work, set up a soundproofing barrier for the sleeping woman opposite him, and then stepped out to meet Song Xingzi.

I just gave Ji Ruyue the Dream Pearl yesterday. Did Pine Nut remember already? It shouldn’t be that fast?

If it’s not about Ji Ruyue, then why did Pine Nut come? There haven’t been any new novels for her to read recently.

As Meng Xiu pondered the reason, Song Xingzi skipped down from a tree branch and greeted him excitedly: “Brother Meng Mo, Brother Meng Mo! Ji Ji succeeded in drawing spiritual energy into her body after only half an hour today! She’s a little genius! She’s amazing!”

Meng Xiu: Sure enough, she came because of Ji Ruyue. A daughter can’t be kept by her father once she’s grown! She’s not even married yet, and all day long it’s Ji Ji, Ji Ji, Ji Ji.

Meng Xiu gave a forced smile: “Is that so? That’s truly remarkable.”

Song Xingzi was beaming: “It is! And I taught her! Doesn’t that make me even more amazing?!”

Meng Xiu gave a forced smile X2: “Yes! Little Pine Nut is wonderful!”

Song Xingzi was visibly delighted: “Then, Brother Meng Mo, guess why I came today?”

Meng Xiu: Heh, isn’t it just to show off your affection? I understand, I get it.

Meng Xiu gave a forced smile X3: “Why did Pine Nut come to find Youyou and me?”

Song Xingzi’s face suddenly drooped, her joy turning into gloom. “Brother Meng Mo, have I lost my memory? What happened between Ji Ji and me? Why won’t you tell me?”