Chapter 338: So This Is What Kind of Sister You Are

Jiang Xueli's lively voice made Leng Ruoli's little face blush to the extreme. "Go film. Do your best."

"Mmm, how are you so cute? I can't bear to let you go." Jiang Muye hugged Leng Ruoli and didn't want to let go.

Leng Ruoli was held in Jiang Muye's arms, unable to move.

She looked at Jiang Muye helplessly, enjoying it yet troubled.

Then she looked at Jiang Xueli, who was winking at her nearby, and her face blushed even redder.

After finally getting Jiang Muye to leave, Jiang Xueli said to him, "Bro, I'll have to trouble you in a bit. I need you to sacrifice your looks."

That single sentence from Jiang Xueli made Jiang Muye's thoughts wander.

"So that's the kind of sister you are." Jiang Muye stroked his chin.

Jiang Xueli's little face heated up from the teasing. She waved her hands and began to explain, "It's not what you think! I won't do anything to you!"

"Then why do I need to sacrifice my looks?" Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow.

"I… I have to fight for some benefits for the fans," Jiang Xueli replied, all righteous confidence.

"Benefits?" Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli again, then said to Jiang Xueli with an air of integrity, "For benefits, you'll have to ask my wife if she's willing."

In front of Leng Ruoli, Jiang Muye turned into a cute puppy again. "Wife, are you willing?"

"Depends on the level of exposure," Leng Ruoli replied.

"Ah, wife, you really want me to sell my looks?" Jiang Muye pretended to look disappointed and rested his head on Leng Ruoli's fair neck, though in reality he was just taking advantage.

Leng Ruoli's ears were bright red. She ruffled Jiang Muye's hair and said, "Two different things. It's not what you're thinking at all."

Jiang Muye chuckled out loud.

"Alright, back to business. What exactly do you want me to do? Let me see what level of exposure this is." Jiang Muye asked Jiang Xueli.

Jiang Xueli smiled. "Don't worry, it's not much. You just need to get wet."

"So that's the kind of sister you are…" Jiang Muye shook his head.

Was this the distortion of human nature, or the collapse of morality!

He wouldn't be able to tell.

He wouldn't be able to tell at all.

Such a cute girl, yet she had such a filthy heart!

Jiang Xueli was about to go crazy. Her face was flushed red from holding it in. "No! It's just showing you with your clothes loosened, soaking in the water! This is the most high-energy scene in the novel. I just want to recreate it. It's absolutely not because I want to see it myself! Even if I did want to see it, I wouldn't say so!!!"

Jiang Muye: "…"

Sis, don't you feel like the more you explain, the darker it gets?

The more you talk, the dirtier it gets?

This was absolutely a road onto the highway.

But for Jiang Muye, it was fine. He was a guy, after all.

Nothing he couldn't do.

And incidentally, Jiang Muye wouldn't give up this chance to tease his beloved consort.

Jiang Muye was already soaking in the pond. The water was a bit chilly, but within what Jiang Muye could endure.

This time, he deliberately pulled his robe open, revealing his chest and abs again.

Not only was Jiang Muye unashamed, he called out to Leng Ruoli brazenly, "Wife, how is it? Good-looking?"

Doing this in public made Leng Ruoli's ears burn red to the extreme.

What was she supposed to do? She didn't really want to admit this was her fiancé anymore.

But he really was too good-looking.

Although before bed every night, she could look at him thousands of times.

Every time she looked, it made her blood surge.

Jiang Muye's physique really was excellent—tall and mighty, his flesh on the firm side, not loose at all. His muscle lines were beautiful, especially his eight-pack abs faintly showing through his robe.

Quite a few girls were already flushed red from the stimulation, clenching their little fists in excitement.

So many envious gazes fell on Leng Ruoli.

"Jiang Muye is so handsome! I'm really jealous of Miss Leng, having such a handsome boyfriend."

"Who says not~ This body of lean muscle, it's too good-looking. I can't get enough of it. Miss Leng probably can't stand to look anymore. Wuwu, another day of being jealous of others!"

"You vote, I vote, Young Master Jiang goes to sea tomorrow!"

Jiang Muye: "…" Meow meow meow?

Go to sea, what the hell! I'm not going to sea~!

Jiang Muye had entered filming mode. His black wet hair was soaked in the water, his clothes drenched, droplets still falling from his chest.

Absolutely gorgeous! Good-looking! Stunning!

Simply perfect!

Not only were the girls excited, even the guys… cough cough cough, took a few extra looks.

The photographer was the most excited of all.

He hadn't stopped shooting, clicking away.

Originally this set was agreed at fifty photos, enough to select from.

In the end, the photographer took more than a hundred, his fingers tired, yet still unwilling to stop.

Jiang Muye soaked in the water for a while. Everyone else was stunned by his peerless looks, but only Leng Ruoli's eyes were full of worry. She asked Jiang Xueli, "When will the shoot be done? It's too cold underwater."

Although there was sun today and the weather was twenty degrees, the underwater temperature was inevitably chilly.

Especially after soaking in the pond for a while, it was easy to catch a cold.

Jiang Xueli only then grasped the situation—it had been quite a while.

She quickly said to the photographer, "Can we shoot my solo photos now!"

The photographer snapped to his senses and sheepishly moved on to the next set.

Jiang Muye had just gotten out of the water when he felt a pair of warm hands on his shoulders.

He looked up and saw, under the gentle sunlight, her pretty face full of worry.

"Come up quickly." Without a shred of hesitation, Leng Ruoli pulled Jiang Muye ashore.

Then she wrapped a large bath towel around Jiang Muye, and began wiping his black hair with another towel.

"It's cold, isn't it? Feeling better?" Leng Ruoli asked with concern.

The corners of Jiang Muye's lips rose involuntarily. "I'm warm."

His heart was warm.

Especially after just being chilled, having someone care about him like this—it was a warmth money couldn't buy.

"Go change your clothes quickly, you can't catch a cold. I'll go find a hair dryer." Leng Ruoli ran around for Jiang Muye.

Watching her busy, lovely figure, Jiang Muye felt a heavy weight of happiness in his heart.

It was so good to be doted on.

Even if he was a guy, he wanted someone to love and care for him too.

After Jiang Muye went to the fitting room and changed, his long hair was still soaked through, uncomfortable against his skin, so he had the makeup artist take it down.

Before long, Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli trotting back.

But in Leng Ruoli's hands were bags full of things.

"Wife, what did you bring?" Seeing Leng Ruoli standing behind him, he tilted his head up to look at her.

Her smooth little hand patted Jiang Muye's cheek. "Things that are good for you."

Jiang Muye couldn't wait to look.

It turned out that besides a newly bought hair dryer, there were actually heat packs, and even…

"You even have White Orchid Root granules that cure all diseases?" Jiang Muye asked Leng Ruoli, holding a box of medicine with a smile.