Chapter 120: Actually, I'm Pregnant, and It's Yours...

"Wait, wait," Jiang Muye said seriously as he worked on his clay.

While Jiang Ruoli worked on her clay, she secretly glanced to the side. She saw Jiang Muye with his eyes lowered, very seriously kneading and squeezing the clay.

His hands were already long and slender, and now they were even more nimble, rolling the clay into balls and flattening it out. Compared to Jiang Ruoli, who was struggling to pinch her clay into shape, Jiang Muye did it with ease.

For him, it seemed like it wasn't difficult at all.

So impressive.

While Jiang Ruoli was worshipping Jiang Muye, his gaze swept over.

When Jiang Ruoli met those handsome dark eyes, her heart pounded like a little deer. She immediately blushed and smiled.

That smile was a critical hit to Jiang Muye's heart.

Jiang Muye felt his heart flutter.

Fuck, so pretty.

This face was the Empress of his heart, a super Goddess.

Jiang Muye was so flushed he could feel his ears burning, his body hot and feverish.

Damn, seriously pathetic.

He felt a faint tingling like an electric shock in his palms. He couldn't look at Jiang Ruoli anymore, otherwise how could he focus on what he was doing.

"I don't have enough red over here, does anyone else have some?" Jiang Muye had worked on it for a bit and realized he didn't have enough materials.

As soon as Jiang Muye's words landed, three little hands shot up in front of him in perfect unison.

Jiang Ruoli smiled. "Here."

Mi Lu said, "I have some here."

Jiang Xueli winked at Jiang Muye. "Brother, take mine."

Jiang Muye suddenly felt three waves of pressure bearing down on him.

He felt that no matter who he refused and whose he took, it wouldn't be good.

Meanwhile, Little White Dove and the others were already snickering.

Jiang Muye glared at Little White Dove, then directly snatched the clay from Little White Dove's hand and said to the three great Campus Belles, "No need, I have some now."

【Congratulations, Host, on rejecting the three great Campus Belles and directly obtaining 500 Grit Points.】 The System's prompt came online again.

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't that mine?" Little White Dove laughed and cursed.

"What does a sheep need red for? I'll give you my white." Jiang Muye handed his white clay to Little White Dove.

Little White Dove nodded and continued working on the clay.

Jiang Muye didn't take any of theirs. The three great Campus Belles were somewhat disappointed, but they didn't fuss about it.

Jiang Ruoli secretly, stealthily, moved all her clay in Jiang Muye's direction, right below where he could see.

As for Mi Lu, she smiled attentively at Jiang Muye. "Whatever you need, just ask me, okay? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you~"

Her voice rose at the end, completely a bewitching and doting tone.

Jiang Xueli nodded vigorously, her brows and lashes curving at Jiang Muye. "Brother~ I can be your assistant too, you know!"

"It's fine, I can handle it myself, I have enough." The enthusiasm of the three was a bit too much for Jiang Muye.

He hurriedly buried his head and continued working on his clay.

After some time, everyone had finished.

Little White Dove showed off. "Look at my little sheep, not bad right?"

Old He chuckled. "Your little sheep? Looks more like a tangyuan with the filling leaking out. Look at my Hulk, how badass!"

"Bullshit, that's a Hobbit, isn't it? Apart from the green being right, what the hell does it have to do with the Hulk."

Kai stepped in to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, they all look great." What he'd made was a simple Doraemon, and it actually looked pretty decent.

"Ding~ Isn't it cute? This is my Luo Xiaohei~" A loli voice rang out. Jiang Xueli smiled brightly, holding a very dainty little black cat in her hands.

"Campus Belle Jiang, that's really cute." Kai didn't hold back his praise.

"Not bad at all, way better than Old He's Hobbit!" Little White Dove laughed.

"Fuck you, Little White Dove, don't praise one and step on another. How good can your tangyuan leaking black sesame seeds be!" Old He snapped back angrily.

"Heh heh, still better than yours, I'm gonna make you die of anger!"

Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow. "Are you two childish or what, kids cussing on the street?"

"What do you think of mine?" Mi Lu held out a Little Prince holding a rose in her palm, pointing it toward Jiang Muye.

Mi Lu's work wasn't exactly lifelike, but at least it wasn't abstract. You could tell from the details that it was the Little Prince, and it was fairly cute.

"Not bad." Jiang Muye praised honestly. "Pretty good."

"Heh, of course." Mi Lu got smug, but then she caught sight of the clay Jiang Muye had just finished and was greatly surprised. "They say girls are good with their hands, but how can a guy have such good handiwork?"

Everyone's attention was now focused on the clay Jiang Muye had made.

They saw a Empress with long straight black hair in a hime cut, wearing golden earrings and a white midriff-baring dress, sitting on a gold-edged red chair. Her long legs were bent, her expression aloof and cold, domineering aura leaking everywhere.

It was clearly just clay, yet such an intricate thing had been sculpted. From the facial features all the way to the patterns on the clothes, everything was done to perfection, beautiful beyond compare.

The most important thing was that while being so faithful to the original, in such a short time—

"Is this really clay, not a figurine?" Little White Dove was astonished.

"Right, this isn't just a little bit well done." Jiang Xueli agreed. Just looking at it now, she felt it was exquisite. She reached out wanting to touch it, but was afraid of ruining what Jiang Muye had made.

"It's really super pretty!" Mi Lu was overjoyed. "Jiang Muye, you're way too capable."

Even Jiang Ruoli couldn't take her eyes off it, smiling sweetly at Jiang Muye. "This could be put on display."

"It's alright." Jiang Muye was a bit embarrassed from all the praise.

Although Jiang Muye didn't usually do much handiwork, he still had some skill. After all, he was in the design department, so his hands-on ability was naturally a bit stronger.

Now with the System's help, Jiang Muye had naturally made it even more vivid and lifelike.

Mi Lu giggled. "Guys who are good with their hands are super popular, no wonder you're so well-liked."

Jiang Xueli even picked up her phone and kept snapping pictures of Jiang Muye. "It's really super pretty, mind if I post it online?"

"Go ahead." Jiang Muye wasn't that petty a person.

"Then what did Campus Belle Mi make?" Kai noticed there was nothing on Jiang Ruoli's desk.

Jiang Ruoli's little face turned bright red. She saw Jiang Muye's burning gaze and immediately took out a little clay figure from her pocket.

The clay figure was in a black hoodie and blue jeans, but it was obviously a boy. It couldn't be said to be masterfully done, but the face was very cute, and a few features were enough to make the whole group's eyes lock onto Jiang Muye.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Jiang Muye smiled helplessly, feeling a bit puzzled.

Old He chuckled. "You tell us?"