Chapter 154: Time to Hand In Your Homework Tonight

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

Jiang Muye tried every trick he could think of to suck and kiss the back of Leng Ruoli's neck. Leng Ruoli drew a sharp breath.

That soft, delicate little moan was truly a joy to hear.

It was like a direct hit on Jiang Muye's sweet spot.

Naturally, Jiang Muye put in even more effort. His lips kissed desperately, working hard for quite a while, but in the end Leng Ruoli's neck was only red, and he couldn't leave even the slightest strawberry mark.

His face was full of black question marks.

What's going on?

Other people do it so easily.

Why is it so hard when I do it?

How can this be? Why can't I plant a strawberry mark?

Jiang Muye refused to believe it. He grabbed Leng Ruoli and started nibbling wildly again, and this time her eyes rolled with tears as she cried out in pain, "It hurts…"

That sweet, delicate cry of pain made Jiang Muye stop at once.

He felt a bit guilty. He'd wanted Leng Ruoli to enjoy it, but now he'd made her hurt.

Jiang Muye reached out a finger and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Leng Ruoli's eyes, coaxing her, "My fault. Don't cry now."

Leng Ruoli nodded through her tears, looking utterly pitiful and delicate.

Jiang Muye could only force his adrenaline back to normal.

Forget it. I'll just have to endure it for now.

Looks like I can't hand in my homework for the time being.

Naturally, Jiang Muye felt it was a pity. After all, he'd finally gotten his hands on a little lamb and couldn't eat it.

Just then, Little White Dove knocked on the door from outside and hollered, "The sun's shining on your ass! Time to get up!"

Jiang Muye was this close to rolling his eyes.

When the critical moment arrives, Little White Dove has to come ruin the mood.

He yelled back from inside, "Get lost! Can't your daddy lie down for a bit!"

"Alright, alright." Little White Dove chuckled. "But your son is starving to death!"

There was nothing to be done about it. Jiang Muye could only set aside his tender paradise for now. He got up off Leng Ruoli and said to her very tenderly, "I'll go settle him first. You get up."

"Okay." Leng Ruoli nodded shyly.

Jiang Muye got out of the covers bare-chested.

And then he noticed Leng Ruoli lowering her head in extreme embarrassment, her soft pink fingers already covering her eyes, not daring to look at him directly.

Jiang Muye's thin lips curved up.

"Didn't you see everything you were supposed to see last night? Still shy?" Jiang Muye bent down and pinned Leng Ruoli, bedcovers and all, into a little corner.

Leng Ruoli faced the wild, alluring young man before her, her face flushed red. "I… I didn't see clearly last night."

"If you didn't see clearly, want to take a good look now?" Jiang Muye grabbed Leng Ruoli's little hand that was covering her face and placed it on his chiseled eight-pack abs.

Jiang Muye asked lazily with a smile, "See clearly now?"

Leng Ruoli's red lips parted in surprise. The visual impact was intense, and the feel of her palm was unusually firm and warm. Her fingertips could sense the contours of his abs, each one distinct.

So hard!

Leng Ruoli's ears were so hot they could drip blood.

She had never imagined Jiang Muye would be this flirtatious, this forward.

And she… simply couldn't put it down.

Who doesn't like a Little Wolf-Dog with abs?

"I… I see clearly now." Leng Ruoli's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

Jiang Muye smiled and lowered his head, leaning in close to ask, "Hm? Speak louder. I didn't hear you."

Leng Ruoli's round eyes glared at him, deeply embarrassed. She gently pushed with her palm at his wicked face leaning close, but Jiang Muye only teased her more.

Just as Jiang Muye was getting addicted to teasing Leng Ruoli, having the time of his life, Little White Dove outside started to get anxious, pounding on the door even louder with thuds.

"Why aren't you out yet? Muzi, are you constipated in there! Your son is hungry!"

Hearing Little White Dove's words, Jiang Muye ground his teeth, his eyes turning fierce.

Brother is absolutely a stumbling block on my path to a sweet romance.

No, a super Mount Everest!

Jiang Muye quickly pulled on a t-shirt and went out, playfully roughhousing with Little White Dove. "Son, Daddy's taking you to eat!!!"

Little White Dove looked at Jiang Muye's disheveled clothes and glanced inside. He understood immediately. "Sister-in-law's in there?"

"Watch it! Keep looking and I'll gouge your eyes out!" Jiang Muye scolded with a laugh, then led Little White Dove away.

Of course, when Jiang Muye took Little White Dove to breakfast, he didn't forget to bring a portion back for Leng Ruoli.

Watching Leng Ruoli eat with such relish, Jiang Muye felt extremely happy.

A bit of sauce stuck to the corner of her mouth. She instinctively stuck out her crimson lips to lick it, but no matter how long she licked, she couldn't reach it.

"Hehe, it's right here." Jiang Muye instinctively leaned in, lifted Leng Ruoli's chin, and kissed her, directly licking the sauce from the corner of her lips.

The sauce was salty, but kissing her lips felt as sweet as vanilla ice cream.

Jiang Muye loved this flavor.

He tightened his grip on the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Leng Ruoli blushed and grabbed Jiang Muye's shoulders.

The soft touch of her little hands stimulated Jiang Muye even more, spurring him to kiss deeper. The two were tightly wrapped in each other's scorching breath, thinking of nothing else, needing only to melt into this sweet kiss.

Her sudden coquettish cry made it even harder for Jiang Muye to pull himself away.

His nerves sparked, his whole body tingling as if electrified, on the verge of convulsing.

He really loved her gentle, sweet appearance.

Without another word, Jiang Muye tilted his body over, arching entirely over Leng Ruoli, ruthlessly ravaging her lips again and again.

On top of that, he could very clearly feel the springiness of her full bunny being squeezed, which made his eyes grow even darker.

Pleasure struck.

Jiang Muye grew restless, his hand clumsily following the curves of her body downward.

And then tragedy struck.

Leng Ruoli was clearly frightened by Jiang Muye's bold move.

So Leng Ruoli leaned back, and she and the chair both toppled backward, dragging Jiang Muye along with her as he fell back too.

This scene caught them both completely off guard.

In the instant the accident happened, Jiang Muye instinctively put his hand behind Leng Ruoli's head, shifting the center of gravity onto himself, protecting her head from harm.

But the two of them still fell to the floor.

"Ugh." Hearing Leng Ruoli's muffled groan beneath him, Jiang Muye became very flustered.

Jiang Muye immediately began asking Leng Ruoli, "Are you okay?"

His eyes were full of tension as he held his breath and stared at Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's features scrunched up. She said shyly, "I'm fine." Her pretty red lips pouted slightly, deeply embarrassed. "It's just that you're pressing on me a bit heavy."

Her gentle murmur snapped Jiang Muye to his senses.

His whole body was pressed on top of Leng Ruoli, and it was a bit heavy.

He instinctively began to get off Leng Ruoli, then soothed her, "Then does anywhere hurt?"