Chapter 220: It's Not Like You Haven't Seen It Before, What Are You Afraid Of?

"I'm not going out." In the same blanket, the scent grew even more obvious, and an ambiguous sweetness began to breed between them.

She was teasing; he was smiling.

They played until she was a bit exhausted.

And then the two of them fell asleep, heads resting on each other.

Looking at her pretty eyes, Jiang Muye's mood was wonderfully bright.

He reached out and gently traced the lovely lines of her face. "Sleep early."

"Mm." Leng Ruoli nodded. "I want to, but I can't fall asleep."

"Why?" Jiang Muye kneaded her slender waist with one hand, drawing her a little closer.

Leng Ruoli twined her arms around Jiang Muye's neck and murmured, "This is a waterbed. It sloshes and sloshes, and there's the sound of water. I just can't sleep."

Once Jiang Muye realized Leng Ruoli wasn't used to it, he immediately thought of a solution.

Without another word, he pulled her into a hug.

He had Leng Ruoli lie on top of his body.

He gently patted her slender back with his hand, coaxing, "Alright, baby, time to sleep~"

"Let me get down. You'll be so tired like this." Worried that Jiang Muye would sleep uncomfortably, Leng Ruoli tried to sit up, but he lightly encircled her slender waist with his hand.

"I'm not tired. With you lying on top of me, I don't know how comfortable I am." Jiang Muye leaned close to Leng Ruoli's ear and murmured, "I want to be your Totoro, protecting you whenever you need me most."

Leng Ruoli trembled.

Hearing such intimate words, she was deeply moved.

Her pretty eyes even glistened with tears.

She obediently rested her face against Jiang Muye's chest, her little hands dutifully placed on either side of her cheeks.

Jiang Muye breathed in the fragrance upon her, utterly at ease.

Even though nothing had been accomplished, just having her lying there made him feel incredibly secure.

Being able to feel her presence was the happiest thing in the world.

"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Muye asked.

"A bit uncomfortable." Leng Ruoli answered earnestly. "It's bound to hurt a little."

Jiang Muye's heart ached. "Then let me go make you some brown sugar water."

Just as Jiang Muye was about to get up, Leng Ruoli grabbed his wrist and shook her head, her voice soft and gooey. "No, I just want you to stay with me. Lying on top of you, I feel much better. It'll be fine in a bit."

"Then you have to tell me when it hurts." Jiang Muye reached out and rubbed Leng Ruoli's belly.

Leng Ruoli broke into a smile. "That tickles!"

"Alright, I won't move." Jiang Muye kissed Leng Ruoli's hair. She closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth curving up, completely satisfied.

Seeing Leng Ruoli slowly drift off, Jiang Muye fell asleep as well.

Later in the night, Jiang Muye heard some movement in front of him.

He was slightly startled, and being a light sleeper, he slowly woke up.

Jiang Muye discovered that Leng Ruoli, lying on top of him, was tiptoeing, trying to pull back the blanket and slip out.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Muye immediately turned on the light.

As a result, he heard a thud.

Leng Ruoli let out a cry—clearly she had banged her knee on the corner of the table beside her, and the pain made her curl up.

"Are you okay?! Wifey!" Jiang Muye was alarmed and swiftly scrambled out of the covers and off the bed.

When Leng Ruoli looked at him, there were tears in her eyes.

She was clearly pretending to be fine, but her voice was choked. "N-nothing… I'm fine."

"Do you look fine to me?" Jiang Muye scolded.

What could she possibly hide from him? As if that were possible!

Without another word, Jiang Muye carried Leng Ruoli onto the bed.

He lifted her skirt and saw the very obvious red and swollen mark on her knee.

On her fair, beautiful legs, a blemish had been left behind.

Jiang Muye's eyes darkened, his heart aching.

Girls cared so much about their looks.

Such beautiful legs, and now there was a bruise.

"What were you trying to do? You could have turned on the light." Jiang Muye gave Leng Ruoli a small scolding.

Leng Ruoli felt terribly apologetic, and with a small sob in her voice she replied, "I wanted to go to the bathroom, but I was afraid of waking you, since you were sleeping."

Jiang Muye, who had been a little resentful toward Leng Ruoli, felt his tone had been too harsh.

He softened, his voice gentler. "You could absolutely have turned on the light. It wouldn't have bothered me."

Now that Leng Ruoli had bumped herself, he felt even worse about it.

Jiang Muye brought over the medical kit and had Leng Ruoli prop up her leg.

He began to gently disinfect it for her. Leng Ruoli felt a bit of pain, and her leg instinctively drew back.

This scene landed in Jiang Muye's eyes.

Jiang Muye sighed. "Does it hurt a lot?"

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt." Afraid Jiang Muye would worry, Leng Ruoli smiled, her eyes curving.

Looking at Leng Ruoli's expression, Jiang Muye knew she was definitely putting on a brave face.

He didn't call her out directly, but instead went to the System Shop and immediately had the System exchange Grit Points for the Healing Art.

Jiang Muye felt green light encircle Leng Ruoli's leg, vines sprouting, and before long the red and swollen mark slowly faded away.

"Strange, it was so swollen just now, how is it not swollen at all now?" Leng Ruoli looked at the wound in confusion.

"Your recovery ability is just faster," Jiang Muye said. Seeing Leng Ruoli's injury improve, he instinctively scooped her up and said, "Come on, didn't you want to go to the bathroom? I'll take you."

Leng Ruoli was like a shrimp that had jumped onto shore, her skin bright red. She kept waving her arms and shook her head at Jiang Muye. "No need, I can go by myself."

"Alright, listen to me." Jiang Muye gave Leng Ruoli a domineering glance. "It's not like I haven't seen it before. What are you afraid of?"

Leng Ruoli buried her little head, utterly mortified.

After Jiang Muye carried Leng Ruoli to the toilet, afraid she'd be embarrassed, he turned his back to her and said, "Go ahead."

Leng Ruoli gave a mosquito-like "mm."

Jiang Muye's back was to her. Although he couldn't see anything, he was keenly aware of every sound and movement.

Hearing the sound of trickling in the air made his own skin burn.

Despite the awkwardness, despite the embarrassment.

Jiang Muye tried hard to stay calm.

After roughly a while, Jiang Muye heard the sound of washing hands.

Then Leng Ruoli's bashful voice sounded from behind him. "Done."

Jiang Muye turned around and saw a shy, beautiful Leng Ruoli.

His whole heart was racing. He reached out and scooped Leng Ruoli up in a princess carry.

After carrying Leng Ruoli back to the room, Jiang Muye nestled her head against him and gently coaxed, "Alright, time to sleep."

Leng Ruoli noticed that Jiang Muye hadn't crawled into the covers for a while, and she was puzzled. She immediately grabbed Jiang Muye's sleeve and asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you sleeping?"

Her watery eyes gazed at Jiang Muye, full of reluctance to let him go.

Jiang Muye smiled and reassured Leng Ruoli. "I still have a little something to take care of. I'll be back very soon. You sleep first, I'll come back after I'm done."