Chapter 30: Is There Cream on My Lips?

"Boss Cutie."

"There's a dance later," Leng Ruoli hinted with a shy blush. "I still haven't found a partner."

Jiang Muye understood. He'd heard there was such a program.

"But I can't dance."

"I… I can teach you!"

"I'll step on your feet and make you look bad, and you still want to teach me?" Jiang Muye teased.

Leng Ruoli's eyes kept glimmering with light. She said hopefully, "Yes."

She lifted her shoe slightly again to show Jiang Muye, smiling faintly. "Look, I'm wearing black shoes today. They're tough and can take plenty of stomping."

The gesture was incredibly cute.

But Jiang Muye was also well aware of his dancing skills.

Mm. Too horrible to look at.

Leng Ruoli was so cute. He couldn't bear to step on her.

And if he made Leng Ruoli look bad in front of everyone, he'd be under a lot of pressure too.

"I'd better not dance. Sorry." Jiang Muye turned her down.

"Okay." Although Leng Ruoli was a little disappointed, she wouldn't push.

Why would she force Jiang Muye to do something he didn't like?

Whatever he chose, she would respect it.

At that moment, the system began to remind Jiang Muye, 【Congratulations, Host. You rejected Leng Ruoli's invitation to dance. Guts value increased by 300. Reward: one million RMB.】

After collecting his official reward, Jiang Muye returned to the banquet with Leng Ruoli.

When Aunt saw the two of them, she said in surprise, "Muye, Ruoli, you two know each other?"

"We're schoolmates." Jiang Muye was somewhat astonished. "Aunt, you know her?"

Aunt smiled and said, "Of course I know her. The Leng family and the Chen family are close. Today I was actually planning to introduce her to you. I never imagined you two already knew each other. What fate."

Only then did Jiang Muye realize that the surprise Aunt had mentioned was Leng Ruoli.

The implication was clear: she was trying to set him up with Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli understood Aunt's meaning even better, and her heart pounded as her face flushed.

"You two have a good chat. I'm going to go talk with some old friends." After saying that with a smile, Aunt leaned close to Jiang Muye's ear and whispered, "Seize the opportunity."

Jiang Muye watched Aunt leave with a smile and felt helpless.

This Aunt really was unreliable, just dumping him here and walking off.

Still wanting to set him up with Leng Ruoli.

He glanced at Leng Ruoli. Her snow-white little face was lowered, a faint smile on her lips, and when she looked at him, there was a kind of affection and sweetness in her eyes.

"Do you want some cake? The cake here is really sweet. Try some." Leng Ruoli was the first to break the ice, saying with curved eyes.

She didn't look at all like the aloof beauty she was in front of others.

This made Jiang Muye feel all the more that he was special to Leng Ruoli.

"Yeah, okay." This time, Jiang Muye didn't refuse Leng Ruoli's kindness.

It was just a piece of cake.

The cakes here were all custom-made. It would be a waste not to eat them.

Leng Ruoli immediately brought over a piece of cake. Just as Jiang Muye was about to take it, Leng Ruoli scooped up a bite with a fork and held it to his lips. "Ah."

Her moist red lips parted slightly, and her watery eyes looked at him expectantly.

Jiang Muye couldn't help but open his mouth and take a bite.

Sweetness spread through his mouth.

Very sweet, very delicious.

"Is it good?" Leng Ruoli asked with a smile.

"Not bad."

Then Leng Ruoli lowered her head and took a bite herself, saying happily, "It really is sweet."

This was beyond Jiang Muye's expectations.

He had never imagined that he and Leng Ruoli would share a piece of cake like an ordinary couple.

Jiang Muye felt that the sweetness in his mouth seemed to spread even further.

Leng Ruoli scooped another spoonful and held it up to Jiang Muye. "Here, have another bite."

Jiang Muye didn't act awkward either, just took a bite directly.

Why overthink it?

The cake was simply delicious.

"Is there cream on my lips?" Leng Ruoli asked, blinking her watery eyes, lightly touching her lips with her hand.

Jiang Muye's gaze fell on her lips, full and crimson.

The color of a cherry, incredibly alluring, with cream smudged at the corner of her mouth, and the smudge made one's imagination run wild.

Looking at it, Jiang Muye felt a little dry in the mouth.

"Yeah." Jiang Muye stared straight at her.

"Then can you wipe it for me?" Leng Ruoli tilted her little face up, her pink tongue tip licking but not reaching it.

"Sure." Just as Jiang Muye lowered his head to wipe the cream off Leng Ruoli's lips, she suddenly rose on her tiptoes.

Clang, their faces were very close.

Jiang Muye's breathing grew rapid.

The girl's absolutely beautiful face was right before his eyes. Her pretty eyes gazed deeply into his, and her cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Shyly, she reached out her hand.

Jiang Muye thought she was going to wrap her arms around his neck, but her slender fingers landed on his collar.

A ripple passed through his eyes.

He could clearly feel her slender fingers brush across his burning neck, like a dragonfly skimming the water, igniting a patch of flames.

"Your collar is messed up. Let me fix it for you." She straightened it gently for him, her pleasant voice wandering around his ear.

For Jiang Muye, his ears were the most sensitive.

Rarely, his ears grew hot and swollen.

After a moment, the heat dissipated and she moved away, taking his hand and guiding it to explore the cream on her lips.

Like a spoiled little kitten, she let his fingertips wipe it away bit by bit.

Jiang Muye's throat went dry.

Leng Ruoli said slyly, "There's no cream on my lips now, right?"

Jiang Muye stared straight at her.

Clean and spotless. Not a bit of cream left.

Leng Ruoli lowered her head and started eating the cake again, clearly in a very happy mood.

This affected Jiang Muye too, and his appetite opened up.

The two of them quickly finished off the cake.

Then Leng Ruoli sighed. "So sinful."

Her hand unconsciously pinched her waist, and she said somewhat sulkily, "I'm definitely going to get fat."

"How could you? You're very slim."

Jiang Muye's gaze fell on Leng Ruoli's figure.

She really was very slim, with a willow-slender waist.

Her chest was full, more than a handful.

Not the chubby kind of figure, but absolutely top-notch.

Skin white as congealed cream, curvy and shapely. You could tell she had plenty of substance.

After hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli's eyes immediately sparkled, and she smiled sweetly. "That's good then."

Suddenly the lights dimmed, and the host began announcing that the dance had started.

Couples were already making their way to the center of the dance floor one after another.

But Jiang Muye noticed that Leng Ruoli hadn't moved.

"Aren't you going to dance?" he asked.

"I want to keep you company. Rather than dancing, I'd rather stay with you." As soon as Leng Ruoli said it, her own face started to heat up.

Such a shameful thing to say, and she'd never said it before. But this time it definitely came from the heart.

Hearing this, Jiang Muye felt like his body was about to give off smoke.

You really wouldn't be able to tell. How could the Aloof Campus Belle say such romantic things?

"I'm going to the restroom." Jiang Muye said, pretending to be calm, and went off to the bathroom.

Leng Ruoli waited obediently for Jiang Muye to come back.

After a while, a dark shadow fell over her.

Leng Ruoli looked up with a smile, and just as she was about to speak, she realized it was another boy.

"Dance with me?" This was a rich second-generation heir who had taken a fancy to Leng Ruoli at first sight and came straight up to hit on her.

Leng Ruoli was cold as ice and frost. Her pretty eyes held no warmth at all, and she replied in a frigid tone, "Not interested."

"Stop pretending. I'm inviting you to dance, you must be thrilled inside. Why act so high and mighty? Playing hard to get is way out of date." The rich second-generation heir unconsciously reached out to grab Leng Ruoli's hand.