Chapter 380: Elevator Accident

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

"Clatter—" The elevator opened again.

Leng Ruoli let go of his hand.

She was secretly delighted, and immediately stepped inside.

However, the moment she barged in, she got an earful from Jiang Muye.

"You tired of living or something? Or are you trying to fake an injury and latch onto me! Who told you to stick your hand in like that, you don't think it hurts enough?!"

As Jiang Muye berated her so roughly, Leng Ruoli, however, burst out giggling.

Jiang Muye's anger flared even more. "You're still laughing, you really aren't afraid of getting into trouble!"

Leng Ruoli just smiled at him. "Not afraid."

"Then let me warn you, you'll be in deep shit. If you really get hurt, I'm not paying for it!" Jiang Muye said awkwardly.

He kept a cold face and leaned against the elevator wall.

Right now he was irritable, body and mind.

He really wanted to turn and leave.

But the elevator had already started descending on its own.

He was still sharing the same elevator with Leng Ruoli, and the atmosphere made him feel tormented.

"Muye…"

"Don't call me that!" Jiang Muye spat rudely.

"Actually, I…" Just as Leng Ruoli was about to anxiously say something, clang — the elevator plunged into darkness.

The elevator had stopped!

"Ah…"

Jiang Muye heard a cry of alarm.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Leng Ruoli trembling there.

He hadn't realized that in the darkness things were hard to make out.

Instead, since he himself had night vision, he felt everything around him was perfectly clear.

Especially her pale cheeks, and her little hand, clutched to her face, red from being caught in the door — he could see it all clearly.

Jiang Muye's heart suddenly clenched.

He could naturally sense that Leng Ruoli was afraid.

Her timidity, her sensitivity, her fear, all seemed like a thread tugging at him fiercely.

Damn it!

He'd clearly resolved to forget Leng Ruoli, but he was just being a pathetic fool — seeing her like this made his heart panic and ache.

And now, of all times, the elevator had malfunctioned.

He had no way of knowing whether it was because of his Thought-Controlled Object Manipulation that he'd controlled the elevator and produced a Butterfly Effect.

Right, he had Thought-Controlled Object Manipulation!

He could make the elevator descend again.

Just as Jiang Muye was about to keep manipulating it, he found on the control panel that the skill was on cooldown.

Jiang Muye: Huh?

The System replied: 【Host, to prevent overuse of skills and interference with third-dimensional order, there is a cooldown period. You'll have to wait ten minutes before you can use this function again.】

Usable only after ten minutes?

Wasn't that the same as having to stay with Leng Ruoli for a full ten minutes?

Jiang Muye felt like Heaven was playing a joke on him.

The less he wanted to come into contact with someone, the more he ended up meeting them in this very space.

Jiang Muye couldn't be sure now that the elevator was safe.

Right now he especially hated his night vision, which let him see Leng Ruoli's anxious, uneasy appearance so clearly.

All that surfaced in Jiang Muye's mind were scenes of Leng Ruoli curling up trembling in his arms at night.

Her breath, her scent, were like a sweet, fragrant peach.

Just like in the past, bewitching him.

Jiang Muye took a deep breath.

He couldn't help being moved by her.

Fuck, could he just not care about her?

Did she deserve it?

But—

"Move over, are you trying to die, stop taking up my space!" Jiang Muye frowned and scolded Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli was stunned.

Hearing how fierce Jiang Muye was, tears welled up in her eyes.

But hearing his words, she awkwardly shuffled to the side.

"Further over, crouch down, against the wall, face away and lie down properly!" Jiang Muye commanded fiercely.

"Huh?" Leng Ruoli stared at him blankly.

Those innocent big eyes, brimming with tears, were utterly pitiful.

Jiang Muye's heart went soft.

Damn, reason, reason.

It wasn't like he'd never seen a woman before.

How could he still be so easily played and spun around!

Jiang Muye was starting to be speechless at his own reaction.

As he worked hard to control his adrenaline, he discovered that Leng Ruoli was secretly gloating.

What was she so happy about?

Laughing at him?

While Jiang Muye was all muddled, Leng Ruoli said, "You're still such a hypocrite, clearly you're worried about me."

Lying down against the wall was a very safe response measure after an elevator accident.

"Bullshit, why would I worry about you, women just love to overthink!" Jiang Muye spat.

But his face began to burn.

Jiang Muye, snap out of it, don't get so easily teased by a woman.

If you lose your head and get fooled again, you'll only have yourself to blame.

As Jiang Muye numbed himself, Leng Ruoli opened those watery eyes and said, "I've been with you so long, of course I know what kind of person you are."

Jiang Muye's heart trembled.

He had to admit Leng Ruoli was just beautiful.

Damn, it was that beauty that was the death of him, and he was easily bewitched.

Seems like in the future he should just find a three-hundred-jin dinosaur.

At least then he could keep his reason.

"Fuck, my heart's like a needle at the bottom of the sea, you can't figure it out, you couldn't even see a third of it!" Jiang Muye retorted irritably.

Yet Leng Ruoli said good-naturedly, "You're just a tsundere."

"Shut up, don't talk to me." Jiang Muye's face burned hot, and he glared at Leng Ruoli.

Little did he expect to find that Leng Ruoli had quietly groped her way over.

Of course, in the darkness she couldn't see anything.

Out of nowhere, clang, she bumped into something.

"Pfft." Jiang Muye didn't want to laugh, he wanted to hold it in too, but Leng Ruoli was just too silly, how could he resist.

But his aloof persona couldn't collapse.

Within a few seconds Jiang Muye got himself under control.

Leng Ruoli, that muddlehead, clearly didn't know he could see things in the dark, and was still a bit bewildered.

She foolishly pretended nothing had happened, and under Jiang Muye's astonished gaze, she shuffled over to his side and hugged his leg.

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing!" Jiang Muye put on a look of disgust, trying to kick Leng Ruoli away.

But Leng Ruoli clung to his leg and wouldn't let go. "No."

"Let go!" Jiang Muye roared.

"Hugging you makes me feel safe."

"You looking for death?!"

Leng Ruoli said with perfect righteousness, "If I don't hug you, I'll die anyway, so at least I'm getting my money's worth if I hug you a bit longer."

Jiang Muye was left speechless.

How did he feel like Leng Ruoli had learned the essence of shamelessness from him.

Still, Jiang Muye was helpless.

He didn't dare kick Leng Ruoli with any force.

At most he pretended to shove her away a few times with his hand, and he'd scolded her too, but Leng Ruoli's fighting strength was far greater than he'd imagined.

She just hugged him with all her might, refusing to let go at all.

Just like a cute little kitten, ears drooping, with a very well-behaved expression.

Jiang Muye let out a long, deep sigh.

Forget it, let her hug him for now.

Once the elevator was done, he'd leave right away.