Chapter 444: You Kissed My Face Out of Shape

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

"My foot hurts." Leng Ruoli murmured, already sitting down on the step.

Jiang Muye sat down beside her, letting her leg rest across his thigh.

He carefully began to pull the sneaker off her foot.

One look, and he saw that her heel was completely scraped raw.

"These are new shoes, they rub…" Leng Ruoli's crimson lips began to complain, her voice full of grievance. "I'm sorry."

She hung her little head low, clearly feeling guilty for causing Jiang Muye trouble.

"What are you apologizing for? You didn't do it on purpose, and I didn't scold you, so don't feel guilty. If you keep crying, people will definitely think I'm bullying you." Jiang Muye's heart ached.

If Leng Ruoli got hurt, the first person to feel guilty would definitely be him.

He didn't want to make Leng Ruoli unhappy. Besides, the one in pain right now was clearly Leng Ruoli—if he blamed her on top of that, would he even count as a human being?

After seeing Jiang Muye's gentle expression, Leng Ruoli instinctively threw herself into his arms.

"Mm mm mm, you're the best, I love you the most~"

Jiang Muye was entirely unprepared for her sudden move, especially with her fair, smooth body pressed against his chest. That alluring figure of hers made his skin burn hot.

He held Leng Ruoli a little tighter and kissed her temple. "Alright, the most important thing now is what to do about your foot."

Leng Ruoli looked troubled. She glanced at how high up the mountain they still were and felt a bit unwilling to give up. "We can only grit our teeth and keep climbing now. We can't exactly go back down the mountain at this point—I don't want to give up!"

"Alright."

Jiang Muye looked at how high up they still were, already halfway there with some road left to go. It really would be too much of a pity to give up.

Besides, Leng Ruoli had always had a wish to watch the sunrise with him.

He couldn't let Leng Ruoli down.

Jiang Muye instinctively took off his backpack and pulled out a bandage.

He bent down and carefully applied the bandage to Leng Ruoli's foot.

Leng Ruoli propped her chin on her hand, watching the patient, earnest Jiang Muye. He could feel her affectionate gaze.

When he raised his head, a warmth met his forehead.

He realized she had gently kissed his forehead.

"My boyfriend is way too gentle, he even knows how to treat my wound. Suddenly I feel like I don't need to bring anything for mountain climbing—just bringing you is enough." Leng Ruoli smiled brightly.

The dappled shadows of the trees fell across her pretty, lovely bare face, making her especially striking.

Being praised by his girlfriend really felt too good.

Jiang Muye rubbed Leng Ruoli fiercely, holding on and kissing her hard again and again without letting go. "Heh heh, good that you know it. From now on, wherever you go, you have to bring me. If you ever try to ditch me, I definitely won't let you off so easily!"

His warning was domineering and forceful, but of course it didn't lack tenderness.

Leng Ruoli's little face was squished out of shape from the kissing, her sweet smile never fading. She very proactively wrapped her arms around Jiang Muye's neck and nodded firmly. "Okay."

Originally Leng Ruoli planned to rest in place with Jiang Muye for a while before heading up the mountain, so that it wouldn't hurt so much.

But who would have thought Jiang Muye would shove the backpack into her arms. "You carry it."

Leng Ruoli was dumbfounded.

She had never imagined that instead of pulling her along to keep climbing, Jiang Muye would make her carry the bag.

But these were things she needed to use, so it was normal for her to carry them.

Leng Ruoli didn't make a fuss and obediently did as Jiang Muye said, putting it on.

But who would have thought that a moment later Jiang Muye would hoist her onto his back.

"Hey, put me down!" This time Leng Ruoli was truly surprised.

"Other than carrying you, I really can't think of any other solution." Jiang Muye said to Leng Ruoli. "So I'll just keep carrying you."

Leng Ruoli's little face flushed bright red. Her arms wrapped around Jiang Muye's neck, and she whispered softly by his ear. "But… I… I've gotten fat!"

She was really too embarrassed, her voice growing softer and softer.

But Jiang Muye still clearly caught her words.

He secretly curved his lips. "Where are you fat? I don't feel the least bit of weight."

He wasn't lying—he had his skill, so he really didn't feel any weight.

Even if Leng Ruoli weighed three hundred catties right now, he wouldn't feel any weight.

Jiang Muye easily carried Leng Ruoli up the mountain.

At first Leng Ruoli thought Jiang Muye was just showing off, but later she discovered that he really didn't seem to feel the strain—he was walking quite briskly.

She was even more amazed to find that not a single drop of sweat fell from Jiang Muye.

"Weird… you really don't feel tired? You're way too inhuman, after all I'm this heavy." Leng Ruoli murmured. "Your stamina is way too good."

Jiang Muye loved it when Leng Ruoli was surprised by him and couldn't help but praise him—she was just too cute.

"Of course, your boyfriend is Superman." Jiang Muye said heartily.

Leng Ruoli nuzzled against Jiang Muye's neck, sparing no praise. "Really super amazing, super good stamina, nobody compares to you~"

"If you're going to praise me, then praise me even harder—this alone isn't enough." Jiang Muye felt warm and fuzzy inside listening to it.

Leng Ruoli patted Jiang Muye's shoulder, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Your tail is sticking up."

"What tail? I only have a dragon dick!" Jiang Muye chuckled.

Leng Ruoli's little face was steaming hot. Already too embarrassed, she buried herself completely in Jiang Muye's arms and kissed his shoulder blade with her lips.

Jiang Muye was completely undone by that fragrant, soft warmth.

She was too much of a tease—especially how soft and hot Leng Ruoli's lips were, he could clearly feel it even through the fabric.

Jiang Muye gasped. "Don't go fooling around now~"

Leng Ruoli secretly rejoiced, stifling a laugh. "Punishing you."

"Hey, that's going too far. But there's nobody around here—whatever I want to do, others won't be able to notice, right." Jiang Muye made to put Leng Ruoli down.

Seeing Jiang Muye's wicked grin, Leng Ruoli panicked like a little rabbit. "I'm injured!"

"You don't need legs for this. I've got to get some sweetness out of it, after all." Jiang Muye chuckled.

"I'll give you water to drink." Leng Ruoli said as she twisted open the bottle cap.

But Jiang Muye laughingly caught Leng Ruoli's hand holding the water bottle. "Water can't quench this thirst."

"But it can quench mine. If you won't drink, then I'll drink." Leng Ruoli's face was red as she instinctively went to drink. Just as she had gulped down a big mouthful and was about to swallow, Jiang Muye had already grabbed her wrist.

In less than a moment, Jiang Muye had lowered his head and kissed Leng Ruoli's red lips.

He just pressed down on Leng Ruoli's chin, and before long the clear, crisp water had already made its way into Jiang Muye's mouth.

So sweet.

That was the sweetness Jiang Muye loved so much.

Leng Ruoli's little face was slightly red. When Jiang Muye released her, she coughed softly. "You scared me—were you planning to kill me? So annoying, and you even stole my water to drink."