Chapter 335: True Couples Really Are the Best

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong: Jiang Muye

Boss Cutie

After the photographer finished his ten somersaults, he was a sorry sight.

He was in an extremely awkward position, eager to flee the place, but he couldn't let himself be looked down on, so he could only grit his teeth and endure.

"You really put in the effort, Teacher," said Jiang Muye, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

He stood there looking radiant, forming a sharp contrast with the photographer's bedraggled appearance.

The photographer felt deeply inferior, twisted to the extreme by jealousy.

He felt that the gap between himself and Jiang Muye was truly too huge. They were both human, yet the difference was like that between clouds and mud.

Only after the photographer let out a fierce breath did he recover some of the stamina he'd spent on the somersaults. He clambered to his feet with his assistant's help, then said viciously, "Alright, stop wasting time. Hurry up and take the photos!"

Jiang Muye was completely at ease.

He wasn't afraid of having his photo taken at all anymore. Bring it on.

Jiang Xueli was extremely excited, and immediately ran over to stand in front of Jiang Muye.

The little parrot was very cooperative too, since it could understand Jiang Muye's words.

After Jiang Muye got the "Monogatari" function, his ears were filled with: Heh heh heh, pretty big sister, so fragrant.

Jiang Muye rolled his eyes helplessly.

This stinky bird had no idea how hard interspecies romance was.

And it was always switching from one big sister to another, swooning over every one of them, interfering with him.

Jiang Muye spat, No dirty thoughts.

The little parrot looked at Jiang Muye with a pitiful expression, and finally, under Jiang Muye's warning, obediently perched on his shoulder and cooperated with the posing.

The photographer had assumed Jiang Muye was just playing around, and wasn't optimistic about him at all.

After all, he was just a pretty boy, and an amateur. How could he compare with a professional?

Sure enough, just as the photographer expected, he found Jiang Muye's poses especially stiff, and that he didn't really know how to pose. The photographer waved his hand smugly. "Hey, pay attention, don't hold me back. There's really no comparing amateurs with professionals. Professionals put my mind so much at ease."

Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow. "If I do hold you back, isn't it just because you didn't teach me well enough? Then you should think hard about where you fall short, Teacher."

Jiang Xueli nodded vigorously. "I think that's absolutely right."

Leng Ruoli sat in a chair, both hands propped under her chin, coolly watching the photographer. "So then, shall we change photographers?"

The photographer: Oh no, danger.

"As a photographer, I can coach the model, but it takes time." The photographer was still trying to save face. "It's like with ingredients. Different people cook them, and the flavors come out different."

"Brother, let me teach you. Your first time is all on me. I'll turn you from a newbie into a master!" Jiang Xueli knew Jiang Muye had talent, he was just lacking a bit of polish and experience.

"Come on, Brother, copy me. Headache, face ache, stomach ache, waist ache, back ache." Jiang Xueli smoothly struck several poses, which amused Jiang Muye no end.

Weren't these just girls' little photo tricks? And now Jiang Xueli was generously passing them all on.

"I know all of these, but doing them feels awkward," Jiang Muye coughed.

His sense for the camera really wasn't up to par. Otherwise, he'd have entered the industry and become a big star back then, sure to have shot to fame in one go, and wouldn't have refused Jiang Xueli's requests to shoot videos again and again.

"I believe you can do it. How about I go through it with you?" Leng Ruoli stepped forward, gazing at Jiang Muye with watery eyes.

Jiang Muye had no objection.

Jiang Xueli very graciously yielded the floor. "Come on, you two find the feeling."

But the photographer wasn't optimistic.

Could things really improve just by switching partners?

The photographer sneered. To him, Jiang Muye was just a useless pretty boy who couldn't make it in this circle at all. It was nothing but a waste of time.

Then, in the next instant, his face was slapped red.

The moment Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli, his originally rock-straight-guy body softened considerably.

His eyes were full of love, especially in the way he held and embraced Leng Ruoli, which was extremely natural.

How was this the same person whose body had been so stiff just moments ago?

He was way too good at flirting!

Jiang Muye's gaze was so evocative.

Especially his interaction with Leng Ruoli—the air itself seemed to carry a sweet, ambiguous feel.

It made one's heart race.

It even made one blush.

Even the photographer, a straight man through and through, felt his whole body heat up.

He discovered a powerful magnetic field in Jiang Muye all at once.

So damn good!

Jiang Muye was so versatile. This look was something no other star in the entertainment industry had! Even a casual sweep of his eyes felt incredibly lethal.

The photographer's inspiration flowed endlessly, and he just held the camera and kept shooting, as if he weren't afraid of running out of memory.

In reality, Jiang Muye, who in the eyes of outsiders had his aura fully unleashed and was completely seducing Leng Ruoli, was actually the one being seduced by Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's brown hair tickled faintly against his face.

It was clearly such an innocent face, yet it held a hint of confusion.

As if calling out to him—kiss me, kiss me, kiss me right now.

Leng Ruoli was especially skilled at this. She grabbed his palm, her fingertips scratching ticklishly across it, making Jiang Muye's breathing turn hot and muddled.

Little cat, you've gone wild, getting so forward with so many people around.

Not to mention Leng Ruoli took his hand and placed it on her fragrant shoulder.

Her perfume wasn't strong—a faint fruity scent—but leaning close to her shoulder, he could catch a sweet smell so ambiguous it made him thirsty.

Jiang Muye inhaled deeply a few times like a wild beast.

He tightened his arm around her waist.

Was this considered love on the public dime?

His fiancée was truly too sexy.

Too tantalizing, leaving him unable to pull himself out.

The photographer went crazy.

Earlier he hadn't dared to take even a few photos, but now he was shooting like there was no tomorrow.

Did he want guidance on angles?

No need~

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were both too good at this!

Watching the excitement on the photographer's face, Jiang Xueli crossed her arms and looked at him. "Well? Not bad, right?"

The photographer was practically drooling. "More than not bad…"

It was simply fantastic!

The scene had no suggestive content, yet it was filled with Pure Desire. It looked good no matter how you shot it.

Sure enough, real couples were the best to ship!

"I told you my brother was good. Now do you believe it?"

But when the photographer sensed Jiang Xueli's deliberate showing off, he snapped back to his senses.

He was a man of high status. He'd already lost face just now. If he went along with Jiang Xueli now, wouldn't that be slapping himself? He'd probably be laughed at afterward.

For the sake of his pride, the photographer put on a brave front again. "She's not the main subject. You still have to shoot with her."

He pretended to put the camera away, but his fingers deliberately pressed the shutter a few more times.

"I don't mind. Besides, my brother will definitely cooperate well with me too." Jiang Xueli put her hands on her hips and shot back indignantly.

"Let the results speak." The photographer coughed, unwilling to give ground.

"He'll definitely be fine," Leng Ruoli chimed in, her gaze sweeping over. Cold as ice and frost, yet when she looked at Jiang Muye it was gentle as water, as if comforting a little puppy, her tone soft. "Right?"