Chapter 416: If I Had a Girl

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

His hoarse voice moved Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's eyes grew moist. Red-eyed, she gazed at Jiang Muye with a faint smile. "Alright. We'll have today every year, and we'll never be apart."

After all the hardships they had been through, Leng Ruoli and Jiang Muye had come to treasure each other, knowing it had been no easy thing for them to be together—let alone for the two of them to pledge themselves to one another for life.

Both Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli believed that no matter how hard society got, the two of them would make it all the way to white hair, together forever.

In the orange candlelight, two vivid faces slowly drew close.

Across the candles, the two of them kissed.

That kiss was gentle, and carried with it their hopes for the future.

They kissed until both were short of breath, and the looks in their eyes held sincerity and something alluring.

"My New Year's wish is for Jiang Muye to be happy forever!" Leng Ruoli's smile was radiant.

Jiang Muye pinched Leng Ruoli's cheek, full of affection. "In that case, my New Year's wish is for us to be happy together."

Leng Ruoli's eyes widened in sudden understanding. "Right, we have to be happy together."

"How could I bear to let you be sad, you little dummy." Jiang Muye flicked his finger at Leng Ruoli, gently tapping her little forehead.

Leng Ruoli giggled and touched her little forehead. "Heh heh, isn't that what you're here for? Alright, let's hurry up and eat, otherwise the food will go cold. We can't waste all your trouble."

"Alright, let's finish it all!" Jiang Muye said heartily.

Without any burden at all, the two of them ate to their hearts' content.

When Jiang Muye was already full, he saw that Leng Ruoli's chopsticks still weren't stopping.

Jiang Muye's eyes went wide.

Unbelievable.

After all, he knew how big Leng Ruoli's appetite was. Normally a few bites and she was full, but now she was still eating.

Jiang Muye could already see that she was forcing herself to eat, still stuffing things into her mouth.

Jiang Muye immediately stopped her. "If you can't eat anymore, don't. Otherwise your stomach will be way too full."

Leng Ruoli's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she spoke to Jiang Muye in a very serious tone, "No, I have to keep eating. After all, this is all your trouble, how could I waste it?"

She had seen with her own eyes how hard Jiang Muye had worked to make the food.

"Then your stomach's going to burst later."

"Then we'll do exercise together!" Leng Ruoli blurted out.

Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli with great interest. "Heh heh, is the 'exercise' you're talking about the same as the 'exercise' I'm thinking of?"

Leng Ruoli glared at Jiang Muye, her little face full of bashful red. "No!"

"But I took it as the same thing. I think it's the same thing." Jiang Muye propped up his cheeks, smiling at Leng Ruoli meaningfully.

Under his gaze Leng Ruoli blushed and her heart raced, and she was about to lower her head and keep eating.

Jiang Muye reached forward and confiscated Leng Ruoli's chopsticks, saying seriously, "You can't eat anymore, little dummy. I made quite a lot today to begin with, and you still want more. Later when your stomach really is stuffed, the one who'll feel awful is me. I'll be worried sick over you, and I'll have to take care of you too."

"I was afraid of wasting it…" Leng Ruoli muttered.

"Then do it according to your capacity. Just save it for tomorrow." Jiang Muye held his head high and looked at Leng Ruoli seriously.

His suggestion won Leng Ruoli's agreement. Her eyes lit up and she said to Jiang Muye, "That's right, why didn't I think of that?"

"Little dummy." Jiang Muye curved his lips.

The way she got all muddled really was a thorough little cutie.

Leng Ruoli helped Jiang Muye clear the bowls and chopsticks. After Jiang Muye finished washing the dishes in the dishwasher, Leng Ruoli helped put them away where they belonged.

After all that was done, the two of them sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Leng Ruoli leaned against Jiang Muye's shoulder, her soft little face pillowed on it, making Jiang Muye feel like a cute little Winnie the Pooh had flopped down in front of him, soft and adorable.

Her hair was fine and soft as well.

Jiang Muye especially loved playing with her long hair.

Twirling it in his palm, she wouldn't resist at all—instead she wore a contented expression.

It made Jiang Muye find her utterly captivating. He kissed her full, round forehead, and Leng Ruoli sweetly curved her lips, complaining, "So comfortable, it's just that my stomach is so full."

She touched her stomach and said, "My stomach has gotten big, all round."

Jiang Muye's lips curled up. "Let me feel it."

He raised his hand and rubbed Leng Ruoli's stomach.

It was actually still flat, but it felt much better to the touch. A little round, as cute as SpongeBob.

Jiang Muye got a little addicted to touching it and was reluctant to move his hand away.

Leng Ruoli, of all people, was the most ticklish. Now that Jiang Muye was touching her, she was giggling.

She leaned over sideways into Jiang Muye's arms, laughing as she said, "Haha, so ticklish, let me go."

"I'm feeling for the little one's position now, to make sure whether it's a boy or a girl." Jiang Muye teased with a laugh.

Leng Ruoli's little face burned to the extreme. "Not yet! Even if there were, you couldn't feel it."

"I wouldn't be so sure. Maybe I really do know." Jiang Muye had a System after all, and the System was all-powerful—what didn't it know?

As soon as Jiang Muye said it, Leng Ruoli burst out laughing and nodded. "Alright, then if you're a divine fortune-teller, calculate when the baby will come?"

Jiang Muye put on a show of counting on his fingers. "Let me see."

Leng Ruoli laughed. "You're putting on a pretty good act."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Muye pinched Leng Ruoli's little face and kissed her, saying with a grin, "Heh heh, I've worked it out—it's tonight~"

Leng Ruoli understood what Jiang Muye meant and said shyly, "You're just a charlatan, don't try to trick me."

Just as Leng Ruoli was about to straighten up and escape, Jiang Muye wrapped his arms around her from behind, bringing Leng Ruoli back into his embrace.

Jiang Muye pressed close to Leng Ruoli's little face, utterly entwined, unwilling to let go at all.

"Heh heh, so do you like sons or daughters?" Jiang Muye asked her.

Leng Ruoli thought for a moment, then asked back with a grin, "Either is fine with me. What about you, what do you like?"

"I want a son." Jiang Muye blurted it out directly.

As a result, Leng Ruoli muttered, "You prefer boys over girls?"

"No, I just think that if it's a son, he can go root up other families' cabbages. If some other pig comes to root up our family's cabbage, I'd feel it's unfair. Just think, the little princess I raise is bound to be pretty and outstanding—giving her away cheap to some other pig-headed fool, how galling!"

Jiang Muye would definitely be especially strict and harsh raising a son.

For a daughter, he'd definitely spare no expense, doting on her to the extreme.

But a daughter would have to marry someday. Thinking of his daughter running off with someone else, this old father of hers definitely couldn't take it.

"Then what if it's a daughter?" Leng Ruoli asked Jiang Muye with a smile.