Chapter 173: Happy Valentine's Day

He was teasing her on purpose.

As a result, Leng Ruoli got so shy that she buried her face in Jiang Muye's chest. "You… you tell me."

Her little fists pounded softly against Jiang Muye.

Lowering his head, Jiang Muye could see the delicate, beautiful Leng Ruoli, half of her bashful face showing. She was truly stunning enough to make his breath catch.

He leaned close to Leng Ruoli's ear. "I didn't have that idea at first, but now I've changed my mind."

Leng Ruoli trembled slightly. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but then his fine, dense breaths swept down over her.

Before she could even react, he had completely enclosed her in a tiny corner.

Jiang Muye's fingertips gently brushed through Leng Ruoli's dark hair, then swept across her fair, tender little face, full of doting affection.

She gazed at him with misty eyes, and in an instant her red lips were covered by his, tender yet domineering.

At first Jiang Muye was still clumsy, but later he was completely in control.

Like clouds parting in disarray, leaving behind a thousand layers of snow.

Jiang Muye was nervous too. Though he knew all the theory, the practice had only just begun.

Then something unexpected happened.

No one had ever properly told him how to handle this situation. It left Jiang Muye at a complete loss, so he just kissed Leng Ruoli's cheek and soothed her, "I was wrong, don't cry, it's my fault."

But Leng Ruoli's eyes were red from crying, her eyes glistening with tears—a fairy weeping, crying straight into Jiang Muye's heart.

How his heart ached for her.

Though he was suffering too, he still had to coax his girlfriend.

"We won't continue, don't be afraid." Jiang Muye gently rubbed Leng Ruoli's hair, but Leng Ruoli shook her head guiltily. "I'm sorry, I… I'm fine, shall we continue?"

"No, be good." Jiang Muye pressed his forehead to Leng Ruoli's, soothing her softly.

Though this was something Jiang Muye had never anticipated, and though it hadn't been completed, he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

He pulled the blanket over Leng Ruoli's front.

Leng Ruoli felt guilty, her eyes full of apology, still concerned about Jiang Muye. "Then what about you…"

"It's fine, I'll just take a shower myself." Jiang Muye's eyes were very gentle. "With you, it's not like we have to do something. Just spending the holiday with you is already great."

He kissed Leng Ruoli's forehead. "Wait for me to come back."

"Okay." Leng Ruoli nodded lightly.

Jiang Muye curved his lips and walked into the bathroom.

Without another word, he started taking a cold shower.

This cold shower really wasn't something a human should have to endure—it was a trial of willpower. Whatever you do, don't think about all that stuff.

After taking the cold shower for a while, he finally felt a bit better.

Hurriedly throwing on a bathrobe, he started running back out.

Leng Ruoli immediately pulled back the blanket, afraid he'd be cold, and gestured, "Hurry in!"

Jiang Muye, who had been chilled icy cold from the shower, burrowed into the covers. Not only did warmth rush over him, but there was also a delicate fragrance from Leng Ruoli at the tip of his nose, sweet and pleasant, making his heart feel warm.

"I'll dry your hair for you." Seeing his dripping wet hair, Leng Ruoli worried he'd catch a cold, and without another word grabbed the hairdryer and started drying Jiang Muye's hair.

Her soft fingers brushed through his black hair like willow branches.

Jiang Muye felt extremely comfortable. He looked up and saw Leng Ruoli's serious brows and eyes under the warm-colored light, outlined by the glow into something very gentle.

When her peripheral vision caught him, her eyes clearly curved, a sincere smile on her face.

Fresh and natural as jasmine.

Jiang Muye seemed to smell an ambiguous sweetness growing between them.

Jiang Muye's eyes couldn't bear to leave Leng Ruoli. He snatched the hairdryer from her hand and kissed her.

One kiss after another, until both of them were a bit short of breath, and Leng Ruoli's ears turned red as if about to drip blood.

Jiang Muye released Leng Ruoli, still wanting more.

"Sorry," Jiang Muye said awkwardly, touching the corner of his mouth.

Leng Ruoli buried her little face and shook her head vigorously, utterly bashful.

This made Jiang Muye even more embarrassed.

"Do you feel better now?" he asked.

"…Much better. And you?" Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye shyly, and Jiang Muye smiled wryly. "Same as before."

With her here, no amount of cold showers would help.

When you like a girl, how could you not want to go further?

But precisely because he liked her, Jiang Muye couldn't act recklessly.

He had to respect the girl's feelings. If he took whatever he wanted regardless of how she felt, what would that make him?

Jiang Muye still put reason first.

"I…" Leng Ruoli took a deep breath. "I'm fine with it."

She looked at Jiang Muye sincerely.

But Jiang Muye smiled slightly and pulled Leng Ruoli into a hug. "Alright, I'm not in a hurry, and there's no need for you to give yourself up so soon. We'll be together all along anyway, there'll be plenty of chances. It's you who's too weak—take good care of your body."

Hearing his words, Leng Ruoli's little face steamed with heat, and she nodded with a red face.

Jiang Muye gently kneaded Leng Ruoli's waist and coaxed her, "Alright, shall we play games tonight? If we don't play and crush some dogs, we'd have wasted Valentine's Day."

After hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli nodded brightly.

So Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli played as a sweet duo.

Their couple names naturally caught the enemy's attention, and the opposing Lü Bu even spouted off, warning Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli to be careful, saying he specialized in killing love rivals.

Jiang Muye's lips curved upward. He glanced at Leng Ruoli and said, "Because of that line from Lü Bu, I'm definitely going to crush him."

Leng Ruoli let out a low laugh.

She knew her boyfriend wasn't bragging.

So every time the opposing Lü Bu left the fountain, he was solo-killed by Jiang Muye.

Oh, and even if he didn't leave the fountain, Jiang Muye would still tower-dive him.

The opposing Lü Bu immediately started begging: 【Daddy, I was wrong, please let Daddy spare me.】

Jiang Muye was in a great mood. Whoever talked big had to pay the price.

He and Leng Ruoli played games until midnight. Only after Jiang Muye noticed Leng Ruoli getting sleepy did he stop, and he rubbed her face and fell asleep face to face with her.

When he woke up and saw Leng Ruoli's sleeping face, Jiang Muye felt especially happy.

He scooted closer to Leng Ruoli and pulled her body in tighter.

In such a comfortable environment, he planned to catch a bit more sleep, but then he felt a softness at his cheek.

Jiang Muye immediately opened his eyes and caught someone in the act.

"Oh, stealing a kiss from me." Jiang Muye grinned.

"This is me kissing you openly," Leng Ruoli's little face flushed red, "not stealing."

"Anyway, I didn't see it. Come on, give me an open kiss." Jiang Muye's eyes lifted slightly.

Just as he was demanding a kiss, before Leng Ruoli could kiss him, Jiang Muye's phone rang.

He looked and found it was an unfamiliar number.

Jiang Muye was puzzled and answered the call.