Chapter 208: As Expected of the Number One of the Four Campus Belles, She's Got the Goods

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

Leng Ruoli's breathing had grown rapid.

After he took the hair tie in his mouth, his thin lips brushed against her arm, making Leng Ruoli tremble and rebound uncontrollably.

The tips of her ears had already drooped down, and her body still carried a numbing, electric tingle. Not to mention how Jiang Muye was now gently tying her hair for her, which made it even harder for her to control her fluttering heart.

There was no way Jiang Muye was completely without feelings about it.

She was shy and flushed, and he could naturally feel it.

Jiang Muye took a deep breath and suppressed the stirring in his body and mind.

In a little while, he'd drag Leng Ruoli off to some place where no one would disturb them, and then he could really do as he pleased. For now, he'd just endure it a bit.

Later, he'd indulge himself to the fullest.

After he finished tying Leng Ruoli's hair, he did warm-up exercises together with her.

When it came to the chest-expansion exercise, Leng Ruoli's red lips mumbled, "Warm-ups are way too long. So boring."

Hearing that, Jiang Muye chuckled softly at Leng Ruoli. "Of course. You naturally don't need to do them."

His gaze slid down meaningfully and fixed on Leng Ruoli's full, superior peaks.

Leng Ruoli's little face went bright red, and she deliberately turned her body to the side.

Jiang Muye thought to himself, What are you blocking for? It's not like I haven't seen it before.

Thinking of that enchanting scenery, Jiang Muye's lips felt a little dry.

So thirsty.

After the warm-up exercises were done, the PE teacher began to announce, "Today is the physical fitness test. One thousand meters for the men, eight hundred for the women."

The moment the words came out, complaints rose from all around.

"Old Jiang, don't do this! We're gonna run ourselves to death!"

"Exactly. The eight hundred is my nightmare. I'm always dead last~"

"I'm already in university, so why are we still doing fitness tests? When will this ever end?"

Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected to run into a fitness test the moment he arrived.

For Jiang Muye, running a thousand meters was absurdly easy.

Of course, he didn't belong to this class, so naturally he didn't need to run the thousand meters.

What Jiang Muye was worried about now was Leng Ruoli.

"Can you do it?" Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli with concern.

Look how thin Leng Ruoli was, how slender her figure.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered Leng Ruoli's stamina. Compared to the boys, she really was quite a bit worse. Before long, Leng Ruoli wouldn't be able to keep up.

Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye with her watery eyes. "I've always barely passed before."

Just as Jiang Muye expected.

"It's fine. Run slowly at the start. Keep up with the group and don't fall behind. Then sprint when you reach the finish line." Jiang Muye encouraged Leng Ruoli. "How about I run beside you?"

Jiang Muye felt that if someone ran alongside her to motivate her, it would definitely help Leng Ruoli run a bit faster.

But Leng Ruoli shook her head at Jiang Muye and revealed a sweet smile. "No need. You stand at the finish line."

"Hm?" Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli in confusion.

"If you stand at the finish line, I'll have more motivation." Leng Ruoli's eyes were bright.

For the person she liked, she would definitely go all out. No matter how tired or hard it was, she would definitely rush toward him as fast as she could.

When Jiang Muye thought about how he had become Leng Ruoli's mental pillar, he felt somewhat flattered.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upward, and he nodded directly. "Alright, then I'll wait for you at the finish line."

"Can you hold my clothes for me?" Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye excitedly.

Jiang Muye nodded. "Of course."

Leng Ruoli then took off her jacket right in front of him. Of course, seeing her take off her clothes, Jiang Muye was still a little excited.

Especially since underneath, Leng Ruoli was only wearing a fitted sports shirt, which outlined her curvy figure and made Jiang Muye have the urge to have a nosebleed.

Under the sunlight, she wore her hair in a high ponytail and blinked at Jiang Muye with a smile.

That first-love face, carrying a pure aura, bright and radiant, made one's heart stir uncontrollably.

Jiang Muye couldn't help but smile along with her.

Just looking at her put him in a good mood.

Not to mention that, standing out from the crowd, she was even more delightful.

Jiang Muye had already seen a bunch of girls taking off their clothes, standing at the starting line in just their shirts, but Leng Ruoli completely stood out from the rest.

From the side, Leng Ruoli's chest was striking, far too conspicuous among a sea of flat chests.

Not to mention that Leng Ruoli was so pretty, with an outstanding, upright posture.

The PE teacher's whistle had already blown.

Jiang Muye had no time to care about whether Leng Ruoli's figure was good or not. What he cared about now was whether Leng Ruoli could finish the eight hundred meters, whether she could pass.

Leng Ruoli wasn't among the leaders, but she followed behind the main group in an orderly manner, and wasn't shaken off.

Although she wasn't at the front, she was the focus of the boys' attention.

"Damn, the Cold Campus Belle's figure is really out of this world! Those waves are surging, feels even more prominent than Linlin's!"

"Really not bad, a great chest! Just don't know how it'd feel to grab!"

"The Cold Campus Belle is my Goddess, her figure is really great. How nice would it be if she debuted? Hehe, would I get a chance to see her private photos and photobooks?"

Just as the boys were enthusiastically discussing Leng Ruoli's figure, a tall, dark shadow pressed down in front of them.

"Hm? You could talk about anyone, but you just had to talk about my girlfriend. You think she's someone you can fantasize about as you please?"

The boys raised their heads and saw the other party's cold, displeased expression.

He had his arms crossed, completely in a condescending posture. From his displeased frown and his deep, dark expression, it was clear he was extremely unhappy.

The boys who had been talking so happily just now now felt uneasy and anxious.

The person in front of them was Jiang Muye!

The future heir of Chen Group, with billions in wealth!

And that wasn't all. He had also founded quite a few companies with boundless prospects.

If the boys wanted to find a good job in the future, they absolutely couldn't offend Jiang Muye. That would be equivalent to cutting off their own path to death.

"We were just comparing girls, and we felt the Cold Campus Belle really was not bad!" The boys were scared stiff. At a time like this, they naturally had to go along with Jiang Muye's wishes. How could that possibly mean they should keep making jokes now?

What benefit did they get from defying Jiang Muye?

But Jiang Muye still found it very repulsive that these people casually talked about his girlfriend, especially about something as sensitive as her figure.

That was his to look at, his to talk about.

What did these guys know!

"Really not bad, is that for you to say! Want me to have the girls talk about you and compare sizes?" Jiang Muye retorted in displeasure.

If anyone dared to look at Leng Ruoli running again, he'd block them.

Jiang Muye killed them with his gaze.

The boys who had just been making dirty jokes were now completely terrified. Who would still dare to push their luck.

They regretted it deeply. They could have talked about anyone, but they just had to talk about Jiang Muye's girlfriend, and now they'd been caught by Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye was clearly about to settle the score, and they were going to get nothing good out of it.

While everyone was panicking, Jiang Muye tossed out a harsh warning. "Don't let me find this happening again, or you'll bear the consequences."

Jiang Muye didn't like anyone having vulgar thoughts about his girlfriend.

Even if it was someone he was most familiar with, it wasn't allowed.

Jiang Muye's gaze turned to Leng Ruoli on the track in the distance.

Then he suddenly discovered—