Chapter 256: Proper Ways to Tame a Wife

"Yue, I think I'm gonna puke!" Suya pretended to be about to throw up.

Faced with his own girlfriend's disgust, Little White Dove wanted to cry but had no tears.

Look how the Cold Campus Belle treats her man, then look at how you treat me?

Why was it that they were the same gender, but his girlfriend couldn't be this soft and sweet?

Damn it, it was another day of envying Muzi!

Little White Dove gazed bitterly at Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli's lovey-dovey display, then at Suya, who looked like she wanted to draw a line between them and was even giving him a "Are you an idiot?" look.

When would he ever get to live the life Muzi had, with his The Way to Train a Wife!

The same tricks that worked for Muzi just didn't work on her.

Jiang Muye felt none of Little White Dove's envious gaze at all. He was completely immersed in the sweetness of love, kneading Leng Ruoli and playing with her little hands.

Even though Yu Qianxia was up on stage singing right now, his mind was entirely on Leng Ruoli.

Of course, Yu Qianxia's voice was truly something else.

Her singing technique was steady, and her stage presence was excellent.

By the time she sang those deeply emotional love songs, quite a few people were already shedding tears.

The atmosphere of the venue had drawn them all into heartache.

The only one unaffected was Jiang Muye.

Not only did Jiang Muye not feel uncomfortable, he actually felt wonderful inside, his sweetness levels off the charts.

Beside him was his future wife, and she was leaning on him.

With soft jade in his arms, even though he was listening to a sorrowful love song, Jiang Muye couldn't recall a single sad memory.

That's right, he was very happy.

In the past, when he closed his eyes, there was one person he couldn't forget. He would always think of her, and every time he did, it hurt, a pain that tore open the wound and bled.

But now he couldn't recall those bad memories anymore.

They had all been rasterized away, leaving only the happy ones.

The ones of him and Leng Ruoli.

Every single one flowed gently through Jiang Muye's heart like a babbling stream, soft and comfortable.

If not for Leng Ruoli, he would still be stumbling along.

But after meeting her, he didn't have a shred of sorrow left.

Simply, happily warming each other.

Being a silly and proud little fool, just in love.

He tightened his grip on Leng Ruoli's hand.

Meeting her bright eyes, he kissed her without hesitation.

As sadness spread through the surroundings, the only two in the whole venue were this sweetly kissing couple, immersed in each other's world, their sweetness washing away all the bad memories.

Yu Qianxia's singing continued on stage, but even with his skills, Jiang Muye seemed to ignore her voice entirely. He could clearly hear Leng Ruoli's heartbeat.

Thump thump thump.

The same rhythm as his own.

Jiang Muye knew that meant they were both falling for each other at the same time.

Under the dim lighting, Leng Ruoli smiled with a faint smile.

Even with the poor light, her radiance was undiminished. "How did we end up hearing such an angsty song as a sweet little love song?"

"If there's a song in your heart, who cares how it's sung." Jiang Muye hooked his fingers around Leng Ruoli's and lifted them to his lips for a kiss.

Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly.

Yu Qianxia continued singing on stage: "We searched for so long, and still found you. Some say the one sitting beside you is the person you can't forget even after closing your eyes ten times…"

Jiang Muye noticed that Leng Ruoli had closed her eyes.

"What's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Jiang Muye grew nervous and started asking Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli burst out laughing. "No."

She fluttered her eyes open and closed them several more times.

Jiang Muye was puzzled. "Then what are you doing?"

"I closed my eyes ten times, and I can't forget you." Leng Ruoli's tone was very serious. "I tried it."

Jiang Muye burst out laughing.

His girlfriend was way too cute and naive.

It really made him like her even more.

Jiang Muye pulled Leng Ruoli into a tight hug and began expressing his affection for her, continuously kneading her face, which was as fun to squeeze as a little bun. "Of course, with me right beside you, do you think I'd let you forget me?"

Leng Ruoli giggled, the smooth lines at the corners of her eyes making her look harmless and endearing.

Jiang Muye affectionately pressed his forehead against hers. "Hey, love you."

"Me too~"

"Good girl." Jiang Muye's lips curved upward as his hand kneaded Leng Ruoli's slender waist.

After Yu Qianxia finished her song, she came back on stage in a new outfit—much sexier this time, which immediately had quite a few people whistling.

Little White Dove was excited too. "Wow, this is amazing! Black stockings are forever the best!"

After Jiang Muye focused his gaze on Yu Qianxia's outfit, he nodded in approval, very much in agreement.

Everyone loves looking at a great beauty, and she was his Goddess of awakening.

But it was just appreciation. Jiang Muye wouldn't say he liked her.

Honestly, it wasn't as good as coaxing his own girlfriend into a little cat outfit.

Then Leng Ruoli grabbed Jiang Muye's arm and rested her head on his shoulder, a little jealous. "Do all guys like this kind of thing?"

"Yeah." Jiang Muye scanned the expressions of the guys around them.

All the guys were staring at Yu Qianxia, unable to look away.

Who wouldn't like a gorgeous older sister, especially one with such a hot figure?

"Oh." Leng Ruoli gave a sour hum.

Jiang Muye noticed Leng Ruoli's reaction and tilted his face, looking at her with a grin. "What's wrong? Jealous?"

Leng Ruoli's little face flushed slightly. "A little."

"But what can I do? I think you're the sexiest and the best-looking." Jiang Muye wrapped his arm around Leng Ruoli's shoulder, smiling at her.

After hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli smiled like a flower.

"If I could, I'd want you to wear it for me in private. That's what I'd like best." Jiang Muye's warm voice brushed past Leng Ruoli's ear.

Leng Ruoli's little face turned bright red when she heard this, and she didn't dare look at Jiang Muye at all.

Jiang Muye chuckled and pulled Leng Ruoli into his arms, giving her a fierce kiss.

At that moment, Yu Qianxia had already started singing a sweet song on stage, her soft and fresh voice refreshing to the ear.

With his Demonic Sound skill, Jiang Muye thought the sound quality was really good, excellent.

After listening once, Jiang Muye felt it was even better than the denoised recording.

As the sweet song played, Jiang Muye's mind was filled with beautiful images.

Him and Leng Ruoli holding hands, spending time together under the moon and flowers, kissing, and then rolling in the sheets together…

Jiang Muye's lips curved up as he pulled Leng Ruoli even closer.

Leng Ruoli tilted her little face up, her watery eyes looking at Jiang Muye as she teased, "This is so stuffy, I can barely breathe."

Jiang Muye cupped Leng Ruoli's face with both hands and lowered his head to kiss her. "How about now, can you breathe?"

Leng Ruoli's eyes sparkled as she pinched Jiang Muye's waist. "You already know, why ask?"

"I don't know. How can you be like this, actually starting to wrongly accuse me, I'm truly innocent." Jiang Muye simply played dumb, teasing Leng Ruoli.

It made Leng Ruoli flush red, pressing her face against Jiang Muye's chest.

Jiang Muye laughed. "Now that you're burying yourself in my chest, isn't it even harder to breathe?"

He grabbed Leng Ruoli's wrist and made her hand wave the glow stick back and forth.

Leng Ruoli smiled with a faint smile, lifting her face to look at Jiang Muye. "I don't think just waving the glow stick is enough."