Chapter 272: Yours Is Much Thinner Than Mine

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

Leng Ruoli was still hesitating, so Jiang Muye said frankly, "I'm a guy, so it's fine for me to carry two bowls of noodles. You just sit tight and save our seats, or someone might snatch them up."

Leng Ruoli responded with a beaming smile, "Okay."

Jiang Muye went to fetch the noodles and came back.

He set the two bowls down in front of them. The bowl on the left had two fried eggs and meatballs, while the other bowl had no fried egg, just greens laid on top of the noodles, looking rather plain.

"Here, pick one quick," Jiang Muye said with a smile at Leng Ruoli.

Without a second thought, Leng Ruoli directly took the beef noodles on the right. This was exactly what Jiang Muye had expected.

This little fool, always leaving the best for me.

Jiang Muye shook his head, but his heart was filled with a heavy happiness.

How nice this feeling of being cherished was. He didn't need to eat expensive cuisine, didn't need to buy luxury goods to satisfy himself, and yet he was simply happy.

Just as Leng Ruoli was about to dig in, she noticed something was wrong.

She lifted her chopsticks, and it turned out there was beef packed full underneath the noodles—tender, succulent chunks of beef, all piled beneath. And that wasn't all; there was also a fried egg, meatballs, and a braised egg. This was a "beef noodle" in the truest sense!

A whole bowl full of beef!

"This…" Leng Ruoli stared at Jiang Muye in astonishment.

Jiang Muye's lips curved up. "A surprise for you."

"It's too much, I can't finish all this." Leng Ruoli instinctively tried to put some beef into Jiang Muye's bowl, but he stopped her. "Aren't you really hungry? I had a big seafood dinner tonight, so I'm not hungry at all right now."

"When did you sneak all this beef under the noodles? You completely fooled me." Leng Ruoli asked delightedly.

Jiang Muye said with a grin, "Just a moment ago. I've got to make sure you eat your fill. Come on, eat up. This place's noodles are really good, super delicious. The beef is especially fresh and tender. I guarantee you'll want more after one bite."

Having received Jiang Muye's recommendation, Leng Ruoli immediately began to taste it.

Scallions were scattered over the noodles, the rich sauce coating the white noodles, and the broth seemed to waft with savoriness. One look told her it was simmered from a rich stock, and that was to say nothing of the beef—there was no way to get this effect without a pressure cooker and five or six hours of stewing.

It looked tender and smooth, and to say nothing of how it tasted in the mouth—one bite and the meat was wrapped in broth, with just the right springiness, enough to make one's mouth water.

Leng Ruoli was overjoyed. "So yummy, so authentic."

"Right? It's really delicious. I came here to eat with Little White Dove and the others before."

"I want to come eat with you too from now on. We can eat here all the way through graduation." Leng Ruoli's eyes were full of longing.

But then Jiang Muye lightly tapped her little forehead with his finger and corrected her, "You said it wrong."

"Huh?"

"We can absolutely eat here until our kids are born, and bring the kids along to eat here too." As Jiang Muye said every word, a picture formed in his mind.

To be in the place he knew best, with the most familiar companion—he felt this was the warmest, most comfortable thing in the world.

And just like that, with a single bowl of beef noodles, he could relive the most beautiful memories.

"Okay!" Leng Ruoli's little face was burning hot.

"You're so easy to fool. A bowl of beef noodles and I can fool you into giving me kids?" Jiang Muye rested both hands under his chin, smiling as he looked at her.

"I didn't even need beef noodles to fool you back then. Now that I've got you, I've definitely got to hold on tight. I can't let you run off, can I." Leng Ruoli's eyes curved.

"Alright, then hold on tight. I run slow, so you can catch up anyway. And if you stop chasing, then I'll just run back." Jiang Muye leaned close to Leng Ruoli's ear and spoke softly.

"Okay."

"Eat up, or the noodles will get cold." Jiang Muye pinched Leng Ruoli's little cheek.

Leng Ruoli smiled goofily and ate her noodles.

Of course, a girl's appetite was truly small—a regular bird's stomach.

She'd eaten less than half before saying she couldn't eat anymore.

Fortunately Jiang Muye was there, taking on the burden of finishing off the delicious food for Leng Ruoli.

Sigh, this sweet burden really puts on the pressure. No wonder there's such a thing as happy weight gain.

Fortunately, Jiang Muye had the skill of eating well without getting fat. No matter how he ate, he wouldn't gain weight. He could eat freely, as much as he wanted, and if he got fat, he'd lose.

Ever since he got the System, Jiang Muye hadn't gained a single pound.

So after Jiang Muye devoured everything and polished it all off, Leng Ruoli was amazed.

On the way back, Leng Ruoli grabbed Jiang Muye's wrist and looked at it closely.

Jiang Muye asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm so jealous of you. So skinny. It feels like no matter how much you eat, you won't get fat. Your wrist is even thinner than a girl's, and your skin is so fair." Leng Ruoli leaned against Jiang Muye's chest.

Jiang Muye laughed out loud, pinched Leng Ruoli's face, and said, "Your wrist is thinner than mine, and your skin is fair too, and you're comparing yourself to me?"

Leng Ruoli instinctively hugged Jiang Muye's waist and lifted her face to look at him. "But you've fed me fat. I've gained two pounds."

"Really? I can't feel it at all." Jiang Muye took the opportunity to cop a feel, pinching Leng Ruoli's slender little waist. She was tickled until her little face went red, and she said shyly, "Anyway, I've gained weight. I'm especially jealous of you."

"So what if you've gained weight? I raised you, I'm proud!"

"If I turn into a tank, you'd still like driving it?"

"Drive it, of course. A little chubby feels nice!" Jiang Muye grinned and lowered his head, resting his head against Leng Ruoli's petite little head.

Leng Ruoli gave a hmph, and her tender little palm smacked Jiang Muye. "See, you still like a little chubby."

"Our standard for a guy being a little chubby is different from you girls'." Jiang Muye's lips pressed against Leng Ruoli's ear. "The places that should be plump should be plump, and the places that should be slim should be slim. To be precise, it's just big chest, perky butt, slim waist. What else are you fussing about? You've got all three."

After he said that, he added, "Oh, that's not right. You've got one more thing. You sound nice."

Jiang Muye's magnetic words were like an electric current, tingling through Leng Ruoli's body.

Leng Ruoli felt like boiling water was scalding her, making her face redden to the extreme.

She reached out and pinched Jiang Muye's back. "Pervert."

"How is that being a pervert? That's really what I think. I've verified it—the real deal." Jiang Muye chuckled and blew a breath into Leng Ruoli's ear.

Leng Ruoli's little pink fist pounded Jiang Muye coquettishly. "Alright, we need to get back to school."

Jiang Muye laughed out loud. "Who said we're going back to school? Don't you want to sleep with me today?"

"Who wants to!" Leng Ruoli muttered shyly.

"You don't want to?" Jiang Muye nibbled Leng Ruoli's fragrant shoulder, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her.

"Lewd!" Leng Ruoli shyly turned her face away. "Didn't we agree on three times a week, not too much?"