Chapter 364: Playing Hard to Get

"Trying to run after seducing me? You think that's possible?" Jiang Muye paused for a moment. "I at least need to taste a little sweetness for myself first."

Jiang Muye leaned in and licked the corner of Leng Ruoli's lips.

Very sweet.

Not to mention that Leng Ruoli was now squirming and saying shyly, "I'm going to run~ mmm, it's uncomfortable here."

"Oh, so you want somewhere more comfortable?" Jiang Muye was delighted.

It wasn't that she was unwilling, it was that she wanted a better, more exciting place.

Sure enough, girls loved Playing Hard to Get.

Leng Ruoli was on the verge of tears. "I said it was uncomfortable, I didn't say anything about changing places."

"No way, that's exactly what you meant." Jiang Muye ambiguously took a bite of Leng Ruoli's red lips.

He gnawed on her lower lip for quite a while.

She drew a sharp breath from the slight pain.

Jiang Muye released her quite contentedly, only to be met with a little fist pounding his body: "You're bullying me!"

"Let you bite me back," Jiang Muye chuckled.

Leng Ruoli extended her other left foot, the one still wearing a shoe, toward Jiang Muye: "You haven't finished taking them off for me yet."

Jiang Muye looked her up and down, noting her completely intact clothes, and said, "That's true."

When Leng Ruoli felt the direction of Jiang Muye's gaze, she grew flustered: "Shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Even as Jiang Muye teased her, he obediently grabbed her shoe and helped her take it off.

A smile hung on Leng Ruoli's face, extremely satisfied with Jiang Muye's actions.

"One good turn deserves another, I'll take off your protective gear for you." Leng Ruoli subconsciously went to bend over in front of Jiang Muye, but Jiang Muye pulled her up and stopped her: "Aren't you seducing me even more like that? Tsk tsk tsk. If you want to take it easy, don't casually tempt me."

Just that bending motion alone was hell on the knees.

And Leng Ruoli liked to wear pleated skirts, showing off her legs. If people saw her knees all red and swollen, those Old Drivers would think he had some kind of weird fetish.

Leng Ruoli huffed: "Can't I even help?"

"Just sit tight, I'll do this myself." After planting a kiss on Leng Ruoli's cheek to get a taste, Jiang Muye removed each piece of protective gear one by one.

When everything was done and he'd changed back into his regular clothes, Jiang Muye clasped Leng Ruoli's hand and said, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

"Go where, why did you seduce me!" Leng Ruoli's little face burned red as she grumbled.

"Huh?" Jiang Muye didn't understand.

Leng Ruoli's slender finger tapped Jiang Muye's nose: "Changing clothes in front of me, and even touching your abs, you you you… aren't you seducing me!"

Jiang Muye smiled helplessly.

That counts too? Changing clothes was a perfectly natural action.

However, before Jiang Muye could get out a word of protest, Leng Ruoli had already wrapped both arms around his neck and kissed him.

The stimulating sensation on his lips was hard to describe.

Especially since Jiang Muye could clearly feel Leng Ruoli's tender body suddenly pressing close.

It was so soft, nothing like his steel-plate self.

Flames burned, the volcano erupted, thick lava wrapped around the gentle swamp, slowly extinguishing with the flow of time, but the remaining sparks could still stir up a rare passion.

Who knew how many hours later, Jiang Muye was rubbing Leng Ruoli's flushed little face as they headed out.

The enthusiastic guard at the door saw them and greeted them: "Young Master Jiang, Miss Leng, hello."

"Hello," Jiang Muye replied politely, and Leng Ruoli nodded at the guard in greeting as well.

Who would have thought the guard would stare at Leng Ruoli, then notice she was bundled up thick and heavy, with a sheen of sweat in her hair, her little face red as an apple, and ask in surprise: "Miss Leng, are you feeling unwell? You don't look too good."

Leng Ruoli was just about to respond when she noticed Jiang Muye's grin.

Jiang Muye couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his lips and said to the guard: "Right, she's really not feeling well, she's got a bit of a cold."

As soon as he said it, Leng Ruoli secretly pinched his waist.

It didn't hurt, more like a tickle.

Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli, who was both embarrassed and annoyed.

That expression was like an angry little pufferfish, impossibly cute.

Jiang Muye secretly tightened his grip on Leng Ruoli's fingers to keep her from pinching any further, and coaxed her with his eyes.

Leng Ruoli huffed, her ears still burning hot.

"The ski resort temperature is a bit low, so when you get back you can brew some medicine, it works right away, you only need banlangen, dayflower, balloon flower, and licorice. My daughter had a cold before and got better fast drinking this!" The guard enthusiastically began sharing his experience.

Jiang Muye nodded in agreement: "Alright, thank you, I'll definitely try your prescription."

After they got back, Leng Ruoli curled her pink toes and lay on the sofa like a cat, looking at something on her iPad.

Just as she was thoroughly engrossed, a shadow fell over her, and then Leng Ruoli caught a rather strange smell.

Leng Ruoli sniffed: "What's that smell? It stinks."

Jiang Muye, beaming, carried the medicine over and sat down beside her: "I just listened to the guard and made you some banlangen, dayflower, balloon flower, and licorice, so you'll get better fast."

Leng Ruoli looked at the pitch-black bowl in Jiang Muye's hand, which looked every bit like Dark Cuisine, and her red lips pouted as she directly kicked at Jiang Muye's body with her foot: "You know perfectly well I don't have a cold, it's obviously because…"

She was too embarrassed to say it.

Jiang Muye teased: "Because of what?"

Leng Ruoli puffed up angrily and turned her face away, not wanting to deal with him: "No more grabbing me from now on."

She continued to rest her head on the sofa, watching her iPad.

Jiang Muye set down the bowl, then rubbed Leng Ruoli's neck, acting spoiled persistently: "I was wrong~ but I'm still going to grab you, once isn't enough, I need to grab you n times~"

When Leng Ruoli saw her Little Wolf-Dog turn into a little milk dog, she laughed and moved to pull Jiang Muye's arm away: "You're clinging to me so tight, let go~"

"No~ can I touch you or not?" Jiang Muye gazed at Leng Ruoli with longing eyes.

Leng Ruoli's little face went crimson, and she patted Jiang Muye's handsome face with her palm: "Didn't you already touch me today, and now you're addicted."

Jiang Muye took a deep breath of the milky scent on Leng Ruoli's body and nodded: "Yes."

Leng Ruoli was utterly embarrassed, burrowing around in Jiang Muye's embrace like a little hamster. Jiang Muye was enjoying it immensely, he loved Leng Ruoli's soft, delicate body so much.

She was simply a sweet, soft marshmallow.

Truly lovable.

Jiang Muye lowered his head and took another bite of Leng Ruoli, his palm tracing the curve of her body, starting from the top and venturing downward.

Leng Ruoli panted softly, her breath fragrant: "Mm, we're home now, why are you still going at it."

Jiang Muye replied with perfect justification: "I'm young and full of vigor."

"Even a production team's donkey isn't as diligent as you," Leng Ruoli laughed as she commented.