Chapter 235: Have You Considered How Us Single Dogs Feel?

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

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A rosy flush appeared on Leng Ruoli's delicate face. She and Jiang Muye had clearly thought of the same thing, which made her even more embarrassed. Jiang Xueli, however, looked completely bewildered.

No matter how she tried, she couldn't understand it.

What was it about these two lovebirds that they couldn't just tell her directly?

"Then I'll sit here for ten minutes, and then give it to you," Leng Ruoli insisted firmly.

"I like standing. Think of it as exercise. I've got nothing going on anyway—my main thing is just keeping you company. In ten minutes or so, seats will free up." Jiang Muye's lips curved up. "Besides, aren't you supposed to be writing your thesis? Hurry up and open your laptop and get to it."

Under Jiang Muye's urging, Leng Ruoli opened her laptop.

Jiang Xueli, meanwhile, propped her chin on her hand and sighed helplessly. "Have you two ever considered the feelings of us single dogs? Is it easy for me, sitting here eating dog food from the two of you?"

Jiang Muye grinned. "Well, you can dish it out too. The problem is—do you even have a partner?"

That single sentence was a critical hit to Jiang Xueli.

Jiang Xueli was on the verge of tears, her red lips pouting as she vowed to salvage a point. "At least I'm a single noble! I'm single and proud, I'm proud of it—I eat whatever I want, play games whenever I want~"

"Sure. There's nothing wrong with that—it's just that you can't feel the joy of being in love." Jiang Muye hit the nail on the head.

Jiang Xueli buried her little head straight onto the table.

She wanted to cry but had no tears. "Bro, please stop hurting me."

"Alright, so why did you come to the library anyway?" Jiang Muye was still a bit puzzled.

After all, the odds of Jiang Xueli showing up at an anime convention were way higher than at a library.

"It's almost winter break, so I have to write my thesis too." Jiang Xueli mumbled. "Don't forget I'm a student in the Fashion Design department."

Only then did Jiang Muye understand why Jiang Xueli had come.

"Alright, then you two can team up on your theses, and I'll be your tool man. If you need any reference materials, just tell me, and I'll haul them over for you two." Jiang Muye said to Leng Ruoli and Jiang Xueli.

"Thanks to Sister-in-law, I can get my bro to be my errand boy~" Jiang Xueli beamed at Leng Ruoli.

"Glad you know it." Jiang Muye teased with a smile.

A smile hung on Leng Ruoli's face. The thesis that should have been so tedious—she actually found it interesting to write now.

Jiang Muye really did play the part of the helper, going off to find books and materials.

Actually, he didn't need to search for them at all. He only needed to use telekinesis, and in a single instant the books would be in his hands. Of course, he had to do it when there was no one around—Jiang Muye didn't want to scare any passersby.

If people started saying some supernatural event had happened in the library, that wouldn't be good.

Rustle.

The books placed on the highest shelf whooshed down steadily from above and into Jiang Muye's hands.

Jiang Muye looked at the books in his palm and smirked.

This skill was really useful.

It saved him from having to climb a ladder to fetch books. The books practically became spirits—they'd even shake off the dust automatically.

After carrying a few books over, Jiang Muye brought them to the table, only to find Leng Ruoli's seat completely empty, with only her personal belongings left on the table.

"Strange, where'd she go—your sister-in-law?" Jiang Muye looked at Jiang Xueli, who was scratching her cheek in frustration over her thesis.

"Probably went to find books. I think she went to section D." Jiang Xueli looked up and pointed the way for Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye headed toward section D. He had just arrived when he heard a thud, followed by a faint yelp of pain.

That voice was so familiar—it sounded like Leng Ruoli's!

It took less than three seconds for Jiang Muye to go from his earlier calm to full-blown worry.

Jiang Muye rushed over. "Ruoli, what happened?"

He reached the farthest corner, and there he met the gaze of a little cutie crouched on the ground, looking up at him with glistening eyes.

Her brown hair spilled over her shoulders, smooth and thick as silk. She looked up at him innocently, her face flushed red, hiding the few books that had fallen to the floor behind her back.

"What happened?" Jiang Muye walked over and asked Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's eyes still held crystalline tears, and her voice was soft and sweet, clearly holding back a sob: "Nothing."

"You call this nothing? Tell me, or I'll have to punish you." Jiang Muye lowered his voice and gave a soft "threat" by Leng Ruoli's ear.

Leng Ruoli's little face was bright red, and she mumbled softly, "Then you can't laugh at me."

"Sure you wouldn't laugh at you."

"Just now I climbed up the ladder to get a book, and then the books above all fell down and hit me right on the head." As Leng Ruoli said this, she felt it was quite embarrassing, her face burning.

Just when Leng Ruoli thought Jiang Muye was going to laugh at her, he reached out and rubbed her forehead, scolding her in a fierce tone: "Why would you think I'd laugh at you? You got hit and it hurt—of course I'm worried about you."

Of course, Jiang Muye had teased Leng Ruoli plenty before, but that was flirting between a couple.

This situation was different.

Jiang Muye was too busy feeling worried to laugh at Leng Ruoli.

Hearing Jiang Muye's stern yet doting tone, Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly.

Seeing her smile, Jiang Muye glared at her. "You got hit and it hurt, and you're still smiling."

"I'm happy." Leng Ruoli broke into a grin, a pear-blossom-soft smile blooming on her face, so fresh and elegant.

She even threw herself into Jiang Muye's arms, her full, blossoming chest rubbing against him, which undeniably made Jiang Muye's breathing turn a bit rapid and heavy.

"What should I do? You're making me like you even more~" Leng Ruoli's voice carried a sweetness that made Jiang Muye's bones go numb.

Jiang Muye lowered his head and kissed Leng Ruoli's forehead. "Isn't that a good thing? Alright, whatever you need, I'll get it for you, so you don't get hit again."

Leng Ruoli's crystalline eyes gazed at Jiang Muye earnestly. "Don't think I'm dumb. Actually, my IQ is really high. This kind of thing never used to happen to me. This time it really was an accident."

She didn't know why either—ever since she met Jiang Muye, she always ended up embarrassing herself.

Of course, the feeling of being comforted by Jiang Muye after embarrassing herself was truly wonderful, and it smoothed over the melancholy in Leng Ruoli's heart.

She felt that after bad luck, meeting Jiang Muye was the start of good fortune.

Jiang Muye smiled broadly. "When have I ever questioned your IQ? Actually, I run into this kind of thing all the time too."

To coax his girlfriend, Jiang Muye naturally had to tell a little white lie.

He described himself as even more ridiculous and unlucky, and Leng Ruoli actually bought it. She looked truly beautiful when she laughed.

"A little fool and a little dummy—a match made in heaven. Neither of them gets to disdain the other." Jiang Muye hooked his pinky around Leng Ruoli's.

Leng Ruoli tried gently swinging Jiang Muye's finger along with hers, her smile growing even brighter. "Okay, neither of us disdains the other."

After hearing Leng Ruoli's words, Jiang Muye was in a great mood.

Whatever books Leng Ruoli wanted, he helped her get them, carrying a big stack over to the table.

As it happened, a seat had freed up when they got back, so Jiang Muye simply sat down.

"Where are you going?" Leng Ruoli had just sat down when she saw Jiang Muye get up, and she asked.