Transmigrated as the Husband of a Vicious Villainess - Chapter 23

When Ji Baiqing was about to say something more, Wen Miao covered her mouth. “Alright, no more talking. We are reconciled for now, but first, let me think things over properly on my own.”

She made a muffled sound in response. Finally, Wen Miao took a few steps back. “Go eat.”

Ji Baiqing was somewhat confused. Think about what? Wasn’t the problem already solved? What else was there to think about?

Wen Miao said she needed to think, and for a few days, she didn’t pay much attention to her. However, Ji Baiqing wasn’t as panicked as she had been before. She knew the great beauty’s anger had subsided. Since the two of them had made up, there was naturally no need for extra worry.

Still, Ji Baiqing felt a bit melancholy. She felt that Wen Miao’s possessiveness regarding friendship was perhaps too strong. She already treated Wen Miao as her “principal best friend,” so why did Wen Miao still want to be her only friend? It made her act with extreme caution when interacting with other girls in the village.

Fortunately, Wen Miao gradually began to return to her old self. During this time, Ji Baiqing officially gave up her position as the scorekeeper, since the slaughterer position at the food station was a much more coveted job.

The scorekeeper role was taken over by another female comrade in the village who had graduated from junior high, Wen Xiumei, the village chief’s cousin.

The news that Ji Baiqing had become a slaughterer spread through the village. Behind her back, countless people gnashed their teeth in envy. Many came to the Ji family home, both openly and secretly, to fish for information, asking what kind of connections Ji Baiqing had used.

A slaughterer not only earned a salary but could also buy meat at employee prices. Who wouldn’t crave such a position?

However, He Xiangyue dismissed them all with a cheerful smile. This was a job her daughter had earned through her own hard work; what “connections” could there be?

On Tuesday night, just as Ji Baiqing had climbed into bed and settled down, she heard Wen Miao speak.

“Ji Baiqing, I want to ask you a few questions.”

Ji Baiqing could hear the tension in her tone. Thinking it was cute, she agreed with a smile. “Sure, ask away. I’ll tell you everything I know.”

Wen Miao asked her, “If I didn’t have any money or coupons but wanted to eat meat, what would you do?”

Ji Baiqing was a bit puzzled. She pinched the flesh of Wen Miao’s cheek. “Zhenzhen, are you silly? I’m a slaughterer now. If you want to eat meat, I’ll find a way to get a piece back for you no matter what.”

“I’ll buy it!”

Wen Miao was silent for a moment. An uncontrollable smile blossomed on her lips, which she then quietly pressed down to maintain her composure. She continued her questioning:

“Then, what if I took a fancy to a beautiful dress but didn’t have enough cloth coupons?”

Recalling Wen Miao’s generous spending last time, Ji Baiqing thought to herself: So she wants to buy clothes but ran out of cloth coupons. Indeed, money and coupons were never enough. No wonder she was speaking so hesitantly, like a child who had done something wrong.

She considered the coupons she had on hand and felt they might not be enough.

“Zhenzhen, wait until I’ve worked for a month. I can definitely exchange for enough coupons. Then we can go buy that beautiful dress you like.”

Wen Miao moved closer toward her. Their arms brushed against each other, and as she felt the heat from the other’s body, she asked softly, “Really? Are you lying to me?”

Nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness, but hearing Wen Miao’s delicate tone, the image of that stunning face appeared in her mind. At this moment, Wen Miao likely had her eyes curved and bright.

She promised, “Really, I’m not lying to you.”

Wen Miao buried her face in Ji Baiqing’s shoulder and let out a few soft laughs.

She was already intimately familiar with the scent of soap on Ji Baiqing. The two different scents in the room intertwined, making the atmosphere feel excessively intimate.

Her eyes were exceptionally bright now. She sat up halfway and pulled Ji Baiqing up as well.

Ji Baiqing lay lazily on the bed, allowing the movement, but her body remained glued to the mattress until the beauty was about to get annoyed. Only then did she sit up herself.

“What is it? Are you that happy about buying a dress?”

Wen Miao ignored her comment and said firmly, “I’ve thought it through.”

Ji Baiqing tilted her head. “Thought what through?”

In the darkness, Wen Miao reached out and accurately found Ji Baiqing’s cheek.

Ji Baiqing didn’t know what was about to happen and even nuzzled into her palm affectionately, like an obedient puppy.

The cheek in her palm was very soft. Thinking that this was the person she liked, Wen Miao’s heart felt incredibly tender. She seemed truly ready to fully accept Ji Baiqing.

In the past, Wen Miao had never imagined letting someone into her heart or her life. But thinking of the enthusiastic and warm Ji Baiqing, it didn’t seem hard to accept.

Without realizing when it started, Ji Baiqing had become a very good friend in her heart. Now, they were moving a step further, becoming a lover she could accept.

Thinking of this, Wen Miao narrowed her eyes, the corners turning up slightly. Her voice carried a hint of a soft smile: “Ji Baiqing, I know you like me. I’ve made up my mind now. I’m willing to be with you and be your girlfriend.”

“When are you going to give me a formal status?”

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