Chapter 401: Is Lack of Restraint a Mistake?

"Am I really that shameless?"

"Yeah." Leng Ruoli gave a little nod.

Jiang Muye poked her head with his finger. "Alright, you dare slander me like that now. You've gotten way too bold—are you planning to actually be unable to get out of bed tomorrow? Or do you want me to bring out some props to punish you?"

Leng Ruoli's ears turned pink at that. "Either's fine…"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you've learned bad things~" Jiang Muye had expected her to beg for mercy, but he never imagined this kind of reaction.

Like discovering a new continent, he got excited and nibbled her red lips. "But I quite like it."

Leng Ruoli's skin was hot and flushed. Her moist, pretty eyes gazed at him—pure yet tempting, just like a juicy peach.

After kissing until they were both short of breath, Jiang Muye pressed close to Leng Ruoli's ear and said seriously, "I just wanted to find you some accompaniment. It's not as dirty as you're imagining."

Leng Ruoli said shyly, "Then I'll just sing a cappella."

"Fine, sing a cappella then." Jiang Muye smiled broadly. "I'm all ears."

"The first time I saw you / I fell deep into your charm / Your occasional gaze / Makes my heart flutter…" After taking a deep breath, Leng Ruoli began to sing.

She kept watching Jiang Muye the whole time.

She noticed Jiang Muye covering his mouth, stifling his laughter with a gegege.

Leng Ruoli was like a deflated ball. She said indignantly, "Just laugh out loud already."

"No can do. I have professional spirit—I normally don't laugh, unless…" Jiang Muye burst out laughing. "Unless I can't help it. Sorry, I really did want to hold it in."

Leng Ruoli cast a resentful little look at Jiang Muye. "So annoying~ I'm clearly not on the comedy route."

"Then what route are you on?"

"The strength route."

As soon as she said it, Jiang Muye wanted to laugh again.

Of course it wasn't mocking laughter—he was just amused by how cute she was.

"Baby, you're too cute~" Jiang Muye put his arm around Leng Ruoli's shoulder and pressed his face against her neck. "Please keep it up. Just let me see this side of you."

He really liked her.

Especially the way she only acted silly in front of him. That feeling was really nice.

Her gap moe made him unable to stop, and he liked her more and more.

His girlfriend was adorably silly, but so what? Just spoil her.

"My singing isn't good." Leng Ruoli hung her little head.

"I don't need a singer for a wife. What does it matter if your singing is good or not? It's not like I'm putting out an album for you." Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow and answered seriously.

"Then you were just laughing at me." Leng Ruoli pouted.

"I was won over by your cuteness~ You're too cute, I love you so much." Jiang Muye pinched Leng Ruoli's cheeks—they felt great to the touch. She was like a little goldfish with both cheeks puffed out, her watery eyes still looking at him.

That urge to ravage her rose up in Jiang Muye again.

"Don't look at me with those eyes. I really can't hold back." Jiang Muye's voice was low and husky as he nibbled her lips.

Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly. She wrapped both arms around Jiang Muye's neck and hung on him like a koala. "If I don't look at you, am I supposed to close my eyes? Then I couldn't see anything—wouldn't that be a waste of your good looks?"

"I like that line. My looks really are top notch." Jiang Muye struck the pose of the most handsome man in the universe.

With a face this good-looking, it'd be a shame if his girlfriend didn't look.

"Narcissist." Leng Ruoli teased him, but she couldn't hide her sweetness.

"How is that narcissism? I'm not handsome? Aren't I handsome? You were being honest just now—how come you want to take back your own good point~" Jiang Muye rubbed his chin against Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli gave a little hum. "So prickly. Your little stubble is all out."

Her fingers gently rubbed it.

Jiang Muye realized it belatedly. "Haven't paid attention recently. My mind's not on it—don't even want to dress up. Who would I dress up for anyway?" As he said this, his gaze fell on Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli caved. "Fine, my fault~ Then I'll shave your beard for you."

"Hey." Jiang Muye nodded with a smile.

He watched Leng Ruoli get up from the bathtub. She gasped, "So cold~"

But then her lower back was pulled in, and she was dragged back into the water.

Jiang Muye pressed both hands on her shoulders and said with a chuckle, "Just stay in the bathtub, so you don't catch a cold later."

Leng Ruoli rested her hands on the edge of the bathtub and watched Jiang Muye quickly fetch a razor and shaving foam. She said with a giggle, "So fast."

"Of course." Jiang Muye gloated, then soaked back into the bathtub.

"Hey, when you get in, the water overflows." Leng Ruoli pointed at the water stains outside the bathtub, laughing.

"What speed is this car going? It really caught me off guard—is it still in time to get on?" Jiang Muye joked, teasing Leng Ruoli.

Hearing his words, Leng Ruoli's ears turned crimson. She lightly pinched Jiang Muye's wolf-tail hair. "You Old Driver."

"That's right—twenty years of driving experience. The Old Driver of Old Drivers. You have to be convinced." Jiang Muye was proud.

"Shameless~!"

"Haha, would you prefer I be pure and ascetic?" Jiang Muye smiled and stared at her.

Leng Ruoli changed the subject. "Let me shave your beard. How do I do it?"

"Don't change the subject. Answer me directly—do you like me being a rogue, or do you want me to be abstinent?" Jiang Muye pestered Leng Ruoli as she studied the shaving foam.

Leng Ruoli's face was bright red. "Why are you researching this question?"

"I want to hear your answer. I'm super curious. It's about our survival mode from now on."

"Then what if I say I like boys who are a bit more abstinent?" Leng Ruoli glanced at Jiang Muye sideways.

Jiang Muye shook his head. "Then that's a bit troubling. After all, my hormones have nowhere to go."

"Then that's right." Leng Ruoli nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Jiang Muye smiled mischievously. "But it's simple too. I'll just throw on a suit—white shirt, black shirt, cold colors, set it all up. Give you a suit seduction. Isn't that the abstinent style? When a CEO gets wild, it's like a crab foaming at the mouth."

Leng Ruoli got curious. "What's 'a crab foaming at the mouth'?"

"Endless and unceasing!" Jiang Muye laughed.

Leng Ruoli understood the meaning from Jiang Muye's eyes, and her face grew even redder. She lightly pounded Jiang Muye.

"Then I choose the Old Driver." Leng Ruoli coughed. "That's to make our life a bit more harmonious."

"Can it be harmonious?" Jiang Muye cupped Leng Ruoli's lower back and pressed her against the front of the bathtub. He sighed. "Someone gets a sore back and aching waist before long, and even cries—crying and shouting to stop. If I stop, you get all dazed; if I don't stop, you cry. I'm soft-hearted."

After hearing Jiang Muye's description, Leng Ruoli was embarrassed to the extreme. She argued back, "No such thing~!"

"There is! Heaven and Earth can bear witness—the bitterness is all in my heart."

"It really is very tiring. You have no self-control~" Leng Ruoli accused Jiang Muye.