Chapter 276: Be Serious With Me

"Seriously, an Ultraman apron."

"Right? Don't you think it's cool?" Leng Ruoli said with a smile.

"Sure. Cool, cool, cool," Jiang Muye said, forcing his face straight.

He knew that Leng Ruoli and "cool" had absolutely nothing to do with each other. She was clearly such a cute, well-behaved girl.

Leng Ruoli had already spread her arms and said to Jiang Muye with a smile, "Come on, tie it for me."

Jiang Muye stood behind Leng Ruoli. Just as he was about to tie it, she laughed out loud. "Don't tickle me, I'm ticklish."

"Who's tickling you? Be serious," Jiang Muye said, resting his face on Leng Ruoli's delicate little shoulder with a grin.

"Good, good, good. I'll be serious."

"Then I won't be serious," Jiang Muye mused.

"No~"

"Acting cute won't work. When I see you acting cute, I just want to push you down," Jiang Muye said firmly.

Leng Ruoli shook her head. When she turned back to look at Jiang Muye, her eyes were glistening.

Jiang Muye laughed. "Don't use that look either. It makes me want to pounce on you even more."

"So difficult," Leng Ruoli muttered through her red lips. "You just want to eat me up, don't you?"

"Simple and clear. As the Class Representative, you've really been attending plenty of my classes," Jiang Muye said with a chuckle.

Leng Ruoli's little face flushed bright red. "My back aches and my waist is sore right now, and it's all thanks to you."

"Is that my fault? It clearly takes two people working together, with you clinging to me, for your back to ache and your waist to be sore. Besides, I'm always considerate of you every time. Don't I always put a pillow behind your waist?"

Hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli's melon-seed face blushed pink.

She said, "You did that for convenience. That's pure sophistry."

"Ah, I had only the best intentions, and you've twisted them like this," Jiang Muye said with a sigh, putting on a wounded look.

Leng Ruoli wrapped her arms around the waist of Jiang Muye, who was about to walk off. "Alright, I was wrong. I shouldn't have misunderstood you."

"Then how are you going to make it up to me?" Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli with a playful grin, full of anticipation.

After thinking for a moment, Leng Ruoli said to Jiang Muye enthusiastically, "I can step on you a few less times at night."

"Thanks so much," Jiang Muye said helplessly. "I don't want that compensation."

"Hmph. Then how about I let you step on my feet?"

Jiang Muye burst out laughing. "You're way too interesting. What, do you think I have that kind of fetish, that I enjoy stepping on my darling's feet? If I hurt her, wouldn't I be the one who has to comfort her? How much would my heart ache?"

Leng Ruoli's ears turned red to the extreme at Jiang Muye's teasing.

Jiang Muye circled Leng Ruoli's slender little waist and said affectionately, "Actually it's really simple. Just change those three times a week to eight times a week. What do you think? Look, I finished a whole week's worth in one go. I'm too unhappy about that. Even a production team's donkey doesn't work without a break."

"You… you're still talking! Go wash the dishes!" Leng Ruoli pushed Jiang Muye in embarrassment.

Jiang Muye laughed heartily. "Alright, washing the dishes."

Jiang Muye went to wash the dishes. Naturally, Leng Ruoli couldn't slack off, so she went with him to wash them too.

The two stood close together, their shoulders bumping from time to time.

Leng Ruoli giggled out loud.

Jiang Muye asked Leng Ruoli curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

Leng Ruoli said sweetly, "I feel like we're just like newlyweds right now."

Jiang Muye was warmed by that description.

That was right. This honeymoon phase was far sweeter than he had imagined.

Even sweeter than being newlyweds.

Living together under the same roof like this really did feel like a couple who had just gotten married.

Jiang Muye had imagined it before, but now it was even more concrete.

He raised an eyebrow. "Not 'like.' We are. Have you forgotten that you still have to marry me?"

"Aren't we just sophomores?" Leng Ruoli's little face was bright red.

"We're sophomores, but we're adults. You're about to turn twenty, which is great," Jiang Muye said with a nod. "Legal age."

Leng Ruoli's heart raced when she heard that, and the smile on her lips wouldn't go away. "Then are you going to come with me to steal the household register later?"

"Sure. And if Father-in-Law and Mother-in-Law break my legs, will you still stay with me through thick and thin?" Jiang Muye teased.

"My dad likes you so much. How could he possibly break your legs? It's just my mom…" Leng Ruoli sighed at this point. "You might have to put in some effort. After all, she…"

Jiang Muye was just listening when Leng Ruoli's phone rang.

"Hold on, I have a call. I'll go take it," Leng Ruoli said apologetically to Jiang Muye. She took off the plastic gloves and went out with her phone.

Jiang Muye stayed in the kitchen washing dishes.

He said he was washing dishes, but actually there was no need for Jiang Muye to wash them by hand at all.

After all, Jiang Muye was someone with the System. He only needed to control things with his mind.

In moments, the dishes entered the sink in an orderly fashion one by one, and the rags and dish soap began flying onto the dirty plates.

Jiang Muye controlled the water pressure with his mind, and the dishes were cleaned in an instant.

Thought-Controlled Object Manipulation. Truly a must-have for lazy people.

Jiang Muye just watched from the side. In less than a few seconds, the dishes were identical to before they were used, with an automatic dry-cleaning function to boot.

After Jiang Muye controlled the dishes back into their slots in the drawer, he returned to the living room to flip through a magazine.

He hadn't turned more than a few pages when he saw Leng Ruoli come back.

But Leng Ruoli, who had greeted him with a smile just moments ago, now wore a face full of irritation.

Jiang Muye could tell Leng Ruoli was a bit unhappy, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Leng Ruoli plopped down on the sofa, her little mouth pouting slightly toward Jiang Muye, and began to complain. "Wasn't I invited to the Luo Fanter Banquet? But I never imagined my cousin was invited too."

"Cousin?" It was the first time Jiang Muye had heard Leng Ruoli mention a family member besides her parents.

Leng Ruoli had such a good personality.

Anyone she didn't like had to be difficult to deal with.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Muye asked with concern.

Leng Ruoli sighed. "She's a bit spoiled. Ever since we were kids, she has to snatch whatever's mine. She's always throwing little tantrums at me, and she gets all passive-aggressive."

Hearing this, Jiang Muye raised his hand and began rubbing Leng Ruoli's brown hair to comfort her. "Don't worry. Now that I'm here, she won't dare be so presumptuous."

Leng Ruoli was his whole world, and he would protect his whole world behind him.

After hearing Jiang Muye's words, she immediately returned to her earlier sunny mood and buried her head in Jiang Muye's warm chest.

She greedily breathed in the pleasant fresh scent of Jiang Muye, her eyes sparkling. "Right. My boyfriend is super amazing. With you here, I won't think about any of those bad things at all, and I won't care whether she's there or not to affect my mood."

Jiang Muye held Leng Ruoli's soft body, sniffing the peach scent in her hair, feeling wonderful. "Right. Don't let someone like that ruin your mood. Even if she's attending, so what? If she dares bully you, I'll definitely stand up for you."