Chapter 275: You Can't Overestimate My Self-Control

Boss Cutie

"No," Leng Ruoli said with a smile and a shake of her head.

Only then did Jiang Muye lean his head over and say, "Come on, dry my hair."

The corners of Leng Ruoli's mouth curved upward. Without thinking, she took the hair dryer and gave Jiang Muye's hair a good washing—though she was being mischievous, of course. Right when Jiang Muye was enjoying it most, she deliberately yanked at his hair.

"Tch." Jiang Muye made a sound. It didn't hurt, but seeing Leng Ruoli's giggling expression, his interest was roused.

"Oh ho, you're really bold today. Seems if I don't defend my rights as your boyfriend, you won't know your place!" Jiang Muye's laughter rang out as he directly tossed Leng Ruoli onto the big bed.

Leng Ruoli flailed her hands and feet, laughing gorgeously, her body twisting and dodging Jiang Muye's attacks. "Hahaha, I was wrong, I'm the most ticklish, I won't dare mess with you again, wuu, I really was wrong~ Weren't you supposed to get me out of bed today? We just finished our shower."

"You know we just finished our shower," Jiang Muye murmured suggestively by Leng Ruoli's ear, "but do you know how captivating you are right now?"

This was simply a form of invisible temptation.

Leng Ruoli's body carried the same fragrance as his—the same body wash.

This only further stirred a man's beastly urges, especially watching her face flush red and hot from laughing, while she inadvertently kept plucking at Jiang Muye's nerves.

Leng Ruoli gazed at Jiang Muye with completely watery eyes. "We still have dance practice tonight."

Her fair wrist hooked around Jiang Muye's arm. "You've already used up your weekly quota several times today, you can't break the rules again. Spare me, I still want to dance tonight~"

Leng Ruoli's voice was sweet and coy, especially as she acted spoiled toward Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye drew in a sharp breath.

This little girl vastly underestimated his self-control.

He was a man, after all.

But there was nothing he could do about it—he'd promised they'd practice dancing together tonight, so he definitely couldn't go back on his word to her.

Jiang Muye lowered his head and gave Leng Ruoli's lips a fierce bite.

He kissed her lips even redder.

Only then did Jiang Muye move away in satisfaction.

He kneaded Leng Ruoli's sexy red lips and said, "I'll agree to it, but you're not allowed to provoke me again."

Leng Ruoli nodded with a smile. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The corners of Jiang Muye's lips curved up, and only then did he get up off Leng Ruoli.

He personally helped Leng Ruoli apply body lotion. His warm palms passed over Leng Ruoli's delicate body, and her breathing grew somewhat disordered.

But then she carefully looked at Jiang Muye's composed expression and bit hard on her lower lip, suppressing the tremors that threatened to escape her mouth.

This was definitely just her being too sensitive, feeling it involuntarily.

When it was all applied, Leng Ruoli let out a breath of relief. Just as she was about to get up, she heard Jiang Muye's warm voice brush past her ear, steaming hot and stirring the imagination.

"Your voice is so nice. Call like that for me to hear again in the future."

Leng Ruoli was terribly embarrassed, her skin already as delicately red as a rose. She immediately gave Jiang Muye a gentle kick with her jade foot. "In your dreams."

Who would have thought Jiang Muye would beat her to it, immediately lifting Leng Ruoli's long legs and resting them on his shoulders. "What's wrong, want to go back on it now? You really don't want to go out and dance?"

Leng Ruoli's face flushed to the extreme, and she shook her head firmly. "No, I want to get up."

"Hahaha, little coward." Jiang Muye affectionately pinched Leng Ruoli's delicate little face, and Leng Ruoli smiled shyly.

Jiang Muye loved this delicious-looking side of Leng Ruoli the most. If last night hadn't really been too excessive, he truly would have wanted to stay in bed with Leng Ruoli and never get up.

After dawdling for a while, Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli finally came out of the room.

Jiang Muye naturally wouldn't neglect Leng Ruoli's stomach. He followed recipes and learned a few dishes, then set them out before Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli was very supportive. "So many dishes, they all look delicious. I don't even know which one to eat first."

"Forget it, you've eaten so many chefs' cooking, mine might not even suit your taste. You'll only know which dish is good after you taste it." Jiang Muye rested his hand by the edge of the table, watching Leng Ruoli with a chuckle.

Leng Ruoli smiled brilliantly. "Although I've eaten many chefs' cooking, I think in the end what I'll like most is your cooking. Only yours has that flavor of everyday life."

Even if Jiang Muye's cooking didn't suit her taste, so what? At least eating together left an unforgettable memory—wasn't that more appetizing than a Manchu Han Imperial Feast?

It wasn't every person's cooking she had to eat, but she absolutely didn't want to miss out on Jiang Muye's.

Jiang Muye shook his head with a smile. He saw that Leng Ruoli—whether from hunger or truly loving his cooking—never stopped her chopsticks, clearly looking like she loved it.

Leng Ruoli gave a thumbs-up, praising Jiang Muye repeatedly. "My boyfriend is too outstanding, handsome and his cooking keeps getting better and better."

Having your cooking recognized by the person you love—that was a kind of happiness.

Jiang Muye ladled a bowl of meat stew for Leng Ruoli and said, "If it's good, figure out how to finish it all."

Leng Ruoli nodded and started eating.

Jiang Muye watched as Leng Ruoli swept through it like autumn wind scattering fallen leaves, cleaning everything out.

"Your appetite really is good today." Jiang Muye laughed out loud.

"That's because your cooking is delicious." Leng Ruoli's eyes curved into crescents.

Jiang Muye nodded repeatedly, watching the plates gradually empty. "Looks like today's dishes really suit your taste, finished so fast."

He silently noted down these dishes so he could make them for Leng Ruoli again in the future.

He'd originally thought he'd made a bit too much, but now seeing Leng Ruoli finish it all, he felt he'd overthought it.

Ah, normally Leng Ruoli never ate this much.

Seems yesterday he'd really exhausted too much of her energy, so now she had to eat well to replenish it.

After eating, Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli went to the kitchen together, supposedly to aid digestion.

"Come, let me tie your apron." Leng Ruoli stood behind Jiang Muye, bouncing with excitement.

When Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli tie a pink Hello Kitty apron on him, he was helpless. "This looks like something a girl would wear, it suits you better."

"No way, our Muye looks so handsome and so cute in this apron!" Leng Ruoli's eyes were full of pink bubbles, her hands crossed under her chin, completely looking like a lovestruck girl.

Seeing Leng Ruoli's adorably blank look, Jiang Muye, who'd originally had objections to the pink apron, immediately dismissed his helplessness.

"Fine, this one then." What else could he do? Just spoil his girlfriend.

"Then you tie mine for me." Leng Ruoli claimed a black apron and handed it to Jiang Muye. Jiang Muye took it and looked at it, then laughed out loud. "You want this one?"