Chapter 286: Immune to All Poisons

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

"Damn it, you little bastards, you're dead! You actually used up so much of my white paint—do you have any idea how expensive white paint is?!"

Before long, Little White Dove started roaring again. "Kai, you're the Dormitory Head, what's your deal? Now you're getting into my white paint too. My god, can we even keep living like this? Do you know white paint is a scarce commodity?! I bought such a huge can, and you two bastards ruined all of it!"

Jiang Muye couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

It was still the same Little White Dove who treated white paint like his life. It was a familiar flavor—it really did feel warm and friendly.

Jiang Muye stepped into this warm, familiar environment and saw that everyone was already sitting in a row, holding their easels, flirting with their girlfriends.

【Congratulations, Host. Check-in at the art studio successful. You have earned 300 Grit Points.】the System reminded.

As soon as Jiang Muye walked in, Little White Dove said with a chuckle, "Hey, Muzi, you're back from chasing girls?"

Jiang Muye smacked Little White Dove on the head with his sketchbook and laughed with a scoff. "Screw you, I came back from a date!"

"Isn't that the same thing? You came at the perfect time—you have to stand up for me. Look at what these two scoundrels are doing, this heaven-offending crime, using up all my white paint! What am I supposed to use?!" Little White Dove shouted at the top of his lungs.

Then Kai muttered, "It was just a tiny bit."

"Does that look like a tiny bit to you?! That's a super huge amount! Ugh, the most precious color is this white—all things need white!" Little White Dove shook his head.

"You're so stingy," Old He complained.

"Stingy? You don't even have any paint, you're using all of mine—even your brush is mine! Don't you feel guilty saying that?!" Little White Dove cried out in grievance.

Watching these guys bicker endlessly, Jiang Muye burst out laughing. "My good son, it's just white paint, what's there to fuss about? Your daddy has an endless, inexhaustible supply."

"Bullshit, anyone would think it's your freaking—-" Little White Dove laughed with a scoff.

"Fuck, can you not be so filthy!" Both Kai and Old He voiced their disgust together, and Little White Dove muttered, "Muzi corrupted me."

"Bullshit, don't wrong a good man—your brain is full of yellow garbage, what does it have to do with your daddy?" Jiang Muye snorted. He went straight to a corner, pulled open a drawer, and took out ten cans of white paint. "Your daddy already had a ton of white paint to begin with. Use it however you want."

At that, the ten cans of paint were instantly eyed by a pack of wolves.

"Wow, flaunting your wealth!" Old He howled.

Kai reached out his hand. "Brother, hand some over! Hoarding such good stuff!"

Little White Dove's eyes welled up with tears. "Daddy, please give me some!"

Jiang Muye felt like he was seeing the scenes from before when these guys came begging him for porn.

White paint really was pretty important to art students—after all, white paint was used up the fastest and was also the most expensive.

Back then, Jiang Muye used to be picky about the price. Now he could buy however much he wanted.

Jiang Muye generously shared with his brothers. "Have you all lost your spine? Forget it, take them, sons."

Kai and Old He laughed and cursed. "Screw you, we praised you a couple times and you really think you're on top of the world."

As the few of them shared the white paint, Jiang Muye figured it should be enough. But then the other classmates started calling out "Brother Jiang" one after another and came to mooch paint too, and before long the paint was gradually running out.

Jiang Muye shouted, "Hey, leave some for me!"

He finally managed to snatch a can and started painting.

After he had been painting for a while, Little White Dove came over and said with a chuckle, "Ooh, is that Sister-in-law you're painting?"

"Yeah, she was in a bad mood before, so I'm making a painting to give her." Honestly, Jiang Muye didn't have anything else he wanted to paint. After getting into a relationship, he only wanted to paint her.

Who told him to have her on his mind all the time.

Heh, he couldn't even see her right now, and he was already absent-minded.

Might as well paint the image in his head.

Of course, he definitely wasn't painting Leng Ruoli at her most sexy—even though he thought about it plenty, he wasn't that magnanimous.

As Jiang Muye was painting earnestly, a pair of hands suddenly covered his eyes.

"Quit messing around, Little White Dove!" Jiang Muye yelled. "I can't see."

Then Little White Dove's snickering voice came from beside him. "Haha, you're gonna have to kneel on durians. Can't even recognize who it is."

Jiang Muye suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The other party's fingers were slender and soft—nothing like Little White Dove's rough ones.

Especially since they carried the fragrance of roses. The moment Jiang Muye caught a whiff, he couldn't help but feel intoxicated.

The corner of his mouth split into a grin. "Heh, wifey, you're here."

Then the hands were pulled away. Jiang Muye's eyes had just readjusted to the light when he heard a clear, bright voice. "You only recognize me now."

Leng Ruoli playfully dipped her finger in white paint and smeared it on the tip of his nose.

He stared blankly at Leng Ruoli, who was smiling sweetly. Once he grasped the situation, he pulled Leng Ruoli into an embrace and pinched her soft little cheek. "So you've learned to be naughty now."

Leng Ruoli's eyes sparkled, and she leaned against Jiang Muye's shoulder with a laugh that was incredibly melting.

Jiang Muye kissed Leng Ruoli's cheek, and even deliberately, with a mischievous heart, smeared white paint on her pretty face.

Leng Ruoli hmphed. "Now my face has some too~"

"Serves you right, who told you to mess with me." Jiang Muye held Leng Ruoli and let her sit on his lap.

However, Jiang Muye caught several resentful and envious looks from afar.

Little White Dove sighed. "I can't even bear to look."

Old He propped his chin on his hand. "Everyone's joy really is different. If only my Jingjing were like the Cold Campus Belle."

Kai nodded vigorously. "Seeing Muzi in a relationship makes me feel like my relationship is a lonely one."

Jiang Muye didn't care at all about his brothers' reactions and shooed them. "Go on, get out of here. How long did I have to eat your dog food before? Now it's payback—you're not happy eating dog food now?"

Jiang Muye had finally gotten his revenge. Being in a relationship really was great.

Having a wifey to nibble on, and being able to kick over all the dog food others had given him before—too damn satisfying.

Leng Ruoli smiled beautifully and wiped the paint off Jiang Muye's face. Jiang Muye randomly gave her the back of her hand a light nibble, gently biting it with his teeth, and Leng Ruoli let out an "ah," her little face flushed bright red. She muttered softly to Jiang Muye, "Don't bite, this is toxic."

"So you're toxic." Jiang Muye's eyes held suspicion.

"No! I mean the paint."

"Impervious to a Hundred Poisons, what's there to be afraid of." Jiang Muye just wanted to be lovey-dovey with his darling for a while. He held Leng Ruoli's waist and couldn't bear to let go, completely clingy.

Leng Ruoli leaned against Jiang Muye's broad shoulder, her eyes smiling as she gazed at him. "Anyway, not allowed."

She gently wiped the white paint off Jiang Muye's face with a tissue, and Jiang Muye comfortably let her wipe.

Meanwhile, all three roommates turned around in unison—out of sight, out of mind.

Only the other classmates were extremely envious. Who wouldn't want such a sweet romance? But they weren't Jiang Muye, and their girlfriends weren't Leng Ruoli.

How charming and beautiful was Leng Ruoli? How could an ordinary girl compare? For a time, so many people were envious of Jiang Muye—who could have the kind of treatment Jiang Muye had?