Chapter 542: Fifth Hundred and Thirty-Fifth Chapter: Want to see me wear white stockings?
“Seeing me, are you surprised?” Ye Ziming walked up to Xiaomuqing, noticing her little actions, and asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Ah? How could I be.” Emba rrassed, Xiaomuqing waved her hand and replied with a smile.
She was only a l ittle guilty. After all, their chat last night was all online. Logically, her good brother wouldn’t know about that. So she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing and trying to appear normal.
Things like being short and weak, only lasting three minutes every time, she never said such a thing, cough cough.
If she met Ye Ziming, she would also meet Ye Zizhuo, and Fei Xun who was with him. The Ye family was also going to the countryside as a family.
“Sister-in-law! Good morning!” As soon as she saw Fei Xun, Xiaomuqing wished the whole village knew she was her sister-in-law, shouting from afar.
Fei Xun, who hadn’t reacted yet, almost stumbled hearing the shout, tripping over a small stone in front of her. Fortunately, Ye Zizhuo helped her in time.
“…Morning.” Looking at Xiaomuqing getting closer and closer, Fei Xun gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to choke her, and raised her hand to return the greeting with a smile.
Beside her, Ye Zizhuo suddenly felt Fei Xun tighten her grip on his arm, and she seemed a bit unnatural.
“Hey, sister-in-law, you look great today.”
“Really? Ahaha.”
“Mm-hmm, yes, your face is rosy and you look even more beautiful…” Although Xiaomuqing was stupid, she wasn’t dumb. She could see Fei Xun was avoiding her, not wanting to talk to her, but because Ye Zizhuo was there, she couldn’t tease her like before. Thinking of this, she had a sudden idea, walked up to Fei Xun, and started showering her with compliments.
“You too, your dress is very pretty.”
Suddenly praised, Fei Xun clearly felt a bad premonition. It felt like a weasel complimenting a chicken’s beauty; it definitely meant trouble. As expected, it was almost as she thought. After a few compliments, Xiaomuqing got straight to the point, squinting her eyes and smiling, “It’s different after being moisturized, isn’t it.”
“?”
“More feminine.”
“!?” Seeing her objective achieved, Xiaomuqing turned and ran, not giving Fei Xun a chance to react and retaliate. This was also payback for Fei Xun, who had spoken carelessly at school, telling her roommates a lot of inappropriate things. So this was essentially revenge.
After she left, Fei Xun stood frozen, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. She turned to look at Ye Zizhuo, pursed her lips, and for a moment, didn’t know what to say. He had heard what was said just now, so it was a bit awkward. Last night, a man and a woman alone in a room, she wasn’t a saint, and he was a normal man with needs. Therefore, a little something happening was normal. In fact, if nothing happened, that would be abnormal. Even more awkward was that they weren’t the only two around. It was just that the others, upon hearing these words, pretended not to hear or not to understand, their smiles becoming meaningful.
“Um…”
“Let me take you for a walk outside.”
“…Okay.”
And so, Ye Zizhuo took Fei Xun away from the Ye family and wandered around the countryside. The place was called the countryside, but in reality, it was completely different from a true rural area; it was more like a remote suburb. With the land acquisition in recent years and many wealthy residents, the village environment had been made very pleasant, rivaling tourist areas. During holidays, one could occasionally see scattered tourists. A good environment, coupled with mountains and water, made it a comfortable place to retire.
This morning, it wasn’t just Ye Zizhuo and Fei Xun aimlessly wandering. Xiaomuqing also dragged Ye Ziming to the village’s artificial pond to feed the fish.
“My family is going to the temple fair tonight. Are you going?”
“Mm, let’s go together.”
“Hehe, then I’ll ride with you then.”
“Okay.”
Time passed quickly, and night arrived in the blink of an eye. Thinking it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiaomuqing had planned to wear traditional clothing, such as the set of ruqun Ye Mengze had given her some time ago, and the Hanfu she rarely wore, hanging in her closet. In fact, ruqun was a type of Hanfu, but Hanfu from different dynasties varied and had their own characteristics. She had many ideas, but when she was preparing to tidy up and go out after dinner, she remembered that this wasn’t her home in the city. The only thing in her closet that resembled traditional clothing was a light-colored improved version of a qipao. It was a bit different from traditional ones. Meng Yue bought it for her because she thought it was cute; the tag labeled it for young girls.
“What do you think, if I wear a qipao to the temple fair tonight, how would that be?” Hesitating, Xiaomuqing took out her phone and sent a message to Ye Ziming. He was currently at home, drinking tea with his parents and elders, discussing driving to the city to visit the temple fair later. Seeing Xiaomuqing’s message, Ye Ziming raised an eyebrow. Just as he was about to reply, another sentence came through: “I have white stockings too.” At this, Ye Ziming chuckled softly. He deleted the original message and edited a new one: “If you wear them, they should look great.”
“Ew~ Just as I expected from you.”
“?”
“You just want to see me wear white stockings, don’t you? Fine, I’ll reluctantly wear them for you. Just this once, okay.” Outside the screen, Ye Ziming found it amusing. Even though they were separated by the internet and a phone screen, he could see Xiaomuqing’s signature mischievous smile.
In Xiaomuqing’s room, after chatting with Ye Ziming for a few words, she put down her phone with a smile, then took out the qipao and white silk stockings and put them on. The stockings were very thin and light, not hot to wear, and even felt a bit cool. The texture was very comfortable, and the overall experience was very good. She knew her good brother liked this kind of thing; the thin material felt especially good to the touch, and she herself liked to touch them. Therefore, she kept a lot at home, enough to wear a different pair every day for a month without repeating.
“Are you ready? Let’s go.” While Xiaomuqing was still getting dressed, Meng Yue’s voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.
“Almost ready, just a moment.” Hearing the knock, Xiaomuqing turned her head to respond. However, as soon as she finished speaking, the room door was opened. Meng Yue pushed the door open and saw her daughter putting on makeup, looking a little surprised.
“Mom.”
“Oh my, dressing up so prettily, where are you going?” Meng Yue asked with a light chuckle, sitting down beside Xiaomuqing, a hint of teasing in her eyes.
“We’re going to the temple fair, aren’t we?” Suddenly feeling a bit shy, Xiaomuqing pursed her lips and replied.
“Just for the temple fair?” Meng Yue narrowed her eyes, not quite believing her.
“N-no, why else.” Xiaomuqing’s eyes darted away, feeling a bit guilty.
“I guess it’s for Ye Ziming, right.”
“Mm.”
“Who else have you put on makeup for?” It seemed so. Apart from Ye Ziming, she had never actively put on makeup for anyone else, let alone spent nearly an hour dressing up and thinking about outfit coordination beforehand. That guy was clearly so mean, always ‘bullying’ her, but… she couldn’t bring herself to dislike him, which was strange.
