Chapter 158: I Bet He'll Definitely Win

The Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong After Rejecting Jiang Muye 99 Times

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When Leng Ruoli saw her boyfriend step forward for her, her eyes went soft and a sweet smile appeared on her face. Then she followed Jiang Muye out of the room.

Once they were in the hallway, Leng Ruoli spoke gratefully, "Thank you."

Jiang Muye involuntarily turned around and grabbed Leng Ruoli in a hug. With one hand, he gently stroked her head. "What are you thanking me for, silly? I should be protecting you in the first place."

His gentle words made Leng Ruoli break into a smile. She leaned on him dependently and drank in the grievance that belonged to Jiang Muye. "You're so good~"

"I'll treat you even better. Don't worry, I won't let you suffer for nothing. I have to drag out whoever's behind this. As for your classmates, anyone who dares to make you compete, or who starts yapping, I'll destroy her." Jiang Muye was still somewhat angry.

A girl he couldn't even bear to see hurt—on what basis did others get to slander and curse her with their gossip?

While Jiang Muye's anger had only slightly receded, a moment later a gentle sensation touched his cheek.

Jiang Muye froze, then realized the pretty girl so close to him had kissed his cheek.

"Heh." Jiang Muye involuntarily touched his face, where the warmth Leng Ruoli had left still lingered.

A hint of sweetness spread through the air.

Leng Ruoli's eyes curved into crescents as she said to Jiang Muye, "Let's not be angry anymore, okay? Don't let those people who don't matter affect us."

Jiang Muye involuntarily turned smug. He tapped his lips and said, "Then if you're going to kiss, you have to kiss here."

"Alright, let's go~" Leng Ruoli's little face was slightly red. Seeing that someone was coming, she grabbed Jiang Muye's arm to leave.

But Jiang Muye smiled and refused to go. "No kiss, no leaving."

"You… fine, just one kiss." Leng Ruoli's cheeks were bright red. After the person had passed, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Jiang Muye's lips.

The instant she drew close, Jiang Muye pinned Leng Ruoli against the wall. His thumb lightly brushed the skin of her cheek, and the fiery texture and breath of their lips enveloped the two of them as if in a furnace.

Steaming hot, and their bodies went numb.

How could a kiss be just one? Once she fell into his hands, if he didn't kiss her a few dozen times, he wouldn't be named Jiang.

While Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were lost in their sweetness, a deep, dark gaze refracted toward them from the other end of the hallway.

…

The next day, the sports meet.

The weather was clear, the sun shining brightly, the chill of the past few days having faded away.

After each class's entrance march ended, the various events officially began.

【Congratulations, Host, on successfully checking in at the sports grounds. You have obtained 500,000 rmb, and your athletic talent has increased by twenty percent.】

Jiang Muye naturally had events. He had signed up for the high jump, the long jump, the hundred-meter dash, the four hundred meters, and the relay race.

The first day was the men's and women's high jump.

Before the high jump, Jiang Muye did some warm-ups and tested his springiness.

His physical strength had never been poor to begin with, and now with the System, he was full of vigor and his athletic talent had greatly improved.

"Good luck in a bit." Leng Ruoli walked over and lowered her head to help Jiang Muye pin his number tag onto his clothes.

Her hands were slender, fair and tender. The moment they touched his abdomen, Jiang Muye was naturally very sensitive.

Looking at her fair, delicate little face, Jiang Muye teased, "Are you secretly feeling up my abs?"

"I am not!" Leng Ruoli immediately grew flustered. Her pretty little face was bright red, and she lowered her small head, feeling that even her fingers were burning hot.

"Haha, alright, you weren't, you weren't. Come on, keep putting it on for me." As Leng Ruoli pulled her hand back, Jiang Muye grabbed her wrist, grinning cheekily.

Leng Ruoli, face red, began to continue pinning the number tag on Jiang Muye.

The high jump had already begun.

Leng Ruoli watched with rapt attention.

When he saw Leng Ruoli looking at the other boys, Jiang Muye bent down, pressed his face close to Leng Ruoli's, and asked, "That interesting to watch?"

"I'm just watching the high jump, not anything else." Leng Ruoli's skin was a deep red.

Jiang Muye wrapped his arm around Leng Ruoli's waist, utterly domineering. "You can only look at me."

Leng Ruoli turned her head to look at Jiang Muye. Her thick, feathery lashes blinked slightly as she said seriously, "Okay."

"So good, doing whatever I tell you to." Jiang Muye nodded in satisfaction and tightened his arm around her waist.

"People are watching." Seeing the girls passing by glance over from time to time, Leng Ruoli was very shy.

"Let them watch. Can they stop other people from dating?" Jiang Muye smiled, and taking the opportunity, pinched Leng Ruoli's little face. "Learn from me, be a bit more thick-skinned."

As for the cotton-soft softness his palm touched, Jiang Muye was very satisfied.

The feel really was incomparably good.

Leng Ruoli was adorably shy. "Okay."

"Heh." Jiang Muye laughed.

Soon someone notified Jiang Muye that he was needed for the high jump.

Jiang Muye let go reluctantly. Ah, his girlfriend was so soft and cute, he really didn't want to leave her.

"Wait for me, I'll be back after I jump." Jiang Muye said to Leng Ruoli with a grin, then went off to the high jump.

Leng Ruoli watched from the side, especially well-behaved, and even picked up her phone to start recording.

The boys around, seeing Leng Ruoli, were especially envious of Jiang Muye.

Ever since Jiang Muye got together with the Cold Campus Belle, she had been inseparable from him, flaunting their affection wildly.

The Cold Campus Belle, a wealthy heiress, beautiful, alluring and clever.

And in the end Jiang Muye had won her over—it was simply outrageous.

The high jump starting height was one meter forty, which was a breeze for Jiang Muye.

He jumped over casually and naturally advanced to the next round.

After he cleared it, Leng Ruoli called out happily, "So awesome!"

She was overjoyed, and Jiang Muye felt proud too, with how many envious looks were being cast their way.

"Heh, piece of cake." Jiang Muye rubbed his nose and grinned.

As the challenges continued, the height kept rising, and Jiang Muye passed each one smoothly. The athlete in his group, Lin Lu, was chasing him closely, all the way up to a height of one meter eighty.

The bar was raised straight to two meters, entering the finals.

Everyone else was marveling, "Are they crazy? Is this a height a human can jump?"

"Is it this competitive this year? I remember last year the highest was only one meter eighty. Bro Mu is way too badass. Sure enough, having a girlfriend makes a difference—his waist really is good."

"Even if his waist is good, one meter ninety is way too high. He's competing against an athlete, Lin Lu, who's about to enter national team training. Bro Mu definitely has no chance!"

As everyone began to write off Jiang Muye, Xia Xiran was beside herself with worry. She said to the Girl with Glasses, "Why is he so reckless? That's Lin Lu. How does he have the guts to compete with him? Isn't he afraid of hurting his waist?"

Glasses Girl muttered, "You should worry less about him. His heart is in a den of tenderness now—can't you see Leng Ruoli is there? Naturally he wants to show off in front of Leng Ruoli. What use is your worrying? He won't appreciate it."

Xia Xiran bit her red lips, her hands hanging by her trousers clenched into fists.

At this moment, the high jump area was already surrounded, layer upon layer.

After all, this was a showdown between the school's man of the hour, Jiang Muye, and the super badass athlete Lin Lu. Everyone wanted to see who would win.

People had already started placing bets.

"I bet two hundred, Lin Lu wins for sure!"

"I bet five hundred, Lin Lu wins for sure!"

"I bet five packs of spicy strips, Lin Lu wins for sure!"

"I bet…"

As everyone excitedly and heatedly discussed, two thousand yuan was immediately placed in front of them.

"I bet Jiang Muye wins for sure."