Chapter 360: The Teasing Mission

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

"No, I'm sticking right to you." Jiang Muye hadn't come here to ski; his main goal was still to tease his own wife.

After a round of teasing, the actual skiing began.

Jiang Muye fell plenty of times, landing right on his butt.

But the System really did keep its word—no pain meant no pain.

Jiang Muye didn't have to suffer much, and on top of that, he was quite talented. It only took a few tries before he grasped the essence of skiing.

He could grip his ski poles and glide around the ski slope with ease.

After doing a lap, Jiang Muye blinked at Leng Ruoli and blew her a kiss. "How's that? Pretty awesome, right, wifey? I'll be your coach."

"No need, I can learn it myself." Leng Ruoli refused, her face red.

Jiang Muye just watched from the side. She picked up the movements in no time, but she didn't know how to brake.

Sure enough, she took another tumble.

"Wifey, you need to relax your upper body. Separate your feet into a V-shape to slow down~ Don't let your legs drift." The moment Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli fall, he dashed over and pulled her up.

He shook all the snow off her.

Seeing how meticulous his movements were and how gentle his tone was, Leng Ruoli's little face burned. "Then… I'll try again."

"How about I catch you from the front?" Jiang Muye suggested.

Leng Ruoli refused his suggestion. "No need. Otherwise, instead of just me falling, I'd end up dragging you down with me."

Hearing that, Jiang Muye's lips curved into a smirk. "Sure, then we fall together. Being your human shield isn't so bad. Who knows, maybe if you feel sorry for me, you'll finally learn to brake."

"No, it's too dangerous. I don't want to just casually use you as a test subject." Leng Ruoli said earnestly, her expression very serious.

Jiang Muye could tell that she genuinely didn't want him to get hurt. Her fondness for him made his heart feel incredibly sweet.

"Alright, then go again." Jiang Muye told her. He perked up and kept his eyes fixed on Leng Ruoli.

If she really did fall, he could dash over at a moment's notice and catch her.

Fortunately, Leng Ruoli wasn't stupid. Under Jiang Muye's guidance, she learned to brake in no time, and the other skiing techniques didn't stump her either.

After a little trial run, Leng Ruoli excitedly called out to Jiang Muye, "Muye, did you see that?! I did it!"

Jiang Muye's lips quirked up.

She really was easy to satisfy. So adorably naive.

"I saw it! That's nothing—I can even do you a Thomas Flare!" Jiang Muye teased.

"Liar!"

"It's true! Why would I lie to you?" Jiang Muye said.

"Then you do it." Leng Ruoli put her hands on her hips, her expression practically screaming that he definitely couldn't.

Jiang Muye said he'd do a bargain-bin version of the Thomas Flare on the spot—the kind where he didn't even move from his position, of course.

"Look, did I do it or not!" Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow at Leng Ruoli.

"How is that a Thomas Flare? It doesn't count, it doesn't count!" Leng Ruoli protested.

Jiang Muye chuckled. "How does it not count? It might not be standard, but it counts~ Wifey, now you're the one cheating. How about you give it a try?"

"No."

"Fine, then we'll save it as a bedroom project. Tonight I'll properly coach you into doing a standard one." Jiang Muye nodded, looking thoughtful.

Leng Ruoli's little face flushed to the extreme. "In your dreams! Alright, let's go ski on the upper slope."

"Okay." Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were going to take the cable car up to the intermediate section, but there were too many people, and the line never ended.

So the two decided to walk up to the intermediate section instead.

Jiang Muye carried his and Leng Ruoli's skis and poles in his left hand, while his right hand dragged Leng Ruoli up the slope.

Leng Ruoli panted heavily. "It kind of feels like mountain climbing."

"It's only been a little while and you're already done for, wifey. Tonight you're definitely doing a Thomas Flare." Jiang Muye teased with a grin.

Leng Ruoli's little head shook like a rattle drum. "No, absolutely not."

"Is that up to you?" Jiang Muye chuckled as he pulled her forward.

Leng Ruoli replied pitifully, "There are too many activities today. It's too exhausting."

"Then we'll have to nourish you up." Jiang Muye nodded.

Leng Ruoli secretly rejoiced.

"Tonight I'll wait on you. You just lie on your stomach." Jiang Muye told her. "Let's see if my massage skills are up to snuff."

From Jiang Muye's few words, Leng Ruoli had already pictured that face-flushing scene.

Her ears turned red, and she reached out to scratch his waist. "Stop saying so much, up, up!"

"Up where? You couldn't help but get handsy?" Jiang Muye looked at her with a smile.

Leng Ruoli replied huffily, "I meant up the slope!"

"Oh oh oh, I thought we were driving."

"Driving every day, the tires will blow out easily." Leng Ruoli muttered.

Jiang Muye nodded knowingly. "You're right, we do need to protect the tires. Ten months of pregnancy."

"Not that kind of tire protection!" Leng Ruoli was teased until her face burned red.

Jiang Muye gripped Leng Ruoli's tender little hand tightly and pulled her along with all his might. "Haha, not having my kid is out of the question. Skill beats will."

Leng Ruoli gave a huff and followed Jiang Muye forward.

After walking for a while, they finally reached the intermediate section. This one was suitable for Golden-tier players to practice on; the advanced section had to wait until King-tier.

Of course, Jiang Muye believed it wouldn't be long before he reached King-tier.

Leng Ruoli looked down at the winding slope below. She'd originally felt confident, but now she was a little intimidated. She leaned against Jiang Muye's shoulder, her little hand clutching his shirt, and said weakly, "What do I do? I'm a bit scared. It looks pretty dangerous."

"Then I'll take you down now?" Jiang Muye asked.

"No, we're already here." Leng Ruoli blinked. "Running away at the last minute would be too cowardly."

"So what if you're cowardly? It's not like you're challenging some Guinness World Record." Jiang Muye felt safety came first. If she was really scared, there was no need to force her.

Hearing his words, Leng Ruoli felt very reassured.

She smiled sweetly. "I still kind of want to try! Anyway, you're with me, so it's fine even if I fall."

"You're a classic case of loving it but being bad at it."

Still, hearing Leng Ruoli's words, Jiang Muye felt quite satisfied.

It proved that Leng Ruoli relied on him, and that he could give her a sense of security.

Leng Ruoli didn't deny it either. She draped her hands over Jiang Muye's shoulders and nodded firmly. "Yep."

And then.

She planted a kiss on his cheek.

Delicious.

Jiang Muye was overjoyed. Now his engine was fully fueled, and his desire to ski grew even stronger.

Jiang Muye went first to set an example for Leng Ruoli, and quickly skied down.

This flying sensation was truly awesome.

Once he had the technique down, braking was smooth and easy too.

"Whoa," Jiang Muye called out. Then he looked back at Leng Ruoli up on the slope, waved his hand and shouted, "Come on down!"

But he noticed that her figure was curled up.

The distance was too far, and it was impossible to see clearly what was going on.