Chapter 447: Can't I Just Eat It Plain?
Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong
Boss Cutie
Leng Ruoli glared at him. "Can't I just eat it dry?"
"Then it'd have no soul," Jiang Muye sighed. "It's like instant noodles—if you don't steep them, aren't you just insulting their name?"
Jiang Muye rattled on and on beside Leng Ruoli's ear until she really couldn't take it anymore, and gave the instant noodles back to him.
Jiang Muye was thrilled. With the noodles in hand, the world was his.
But before he could enjoy it for long, he heard Leng Ruoli's forceful tone: "Go steep them for me~"
"Huh?"
Leng Ruoli puffed out her red lips. "I want to eat."
"Good, good, good. Who made you my girlfriend? You're on top, I'm on the bottom," Jiang Muye said, shaking his head.
What else could he do? She was the girlfriend he'd chosen himself—even if he had to cry, he'd see it through.
Jiang Muye had brought a lighter. After gathering some firewood, he started the fire, and soon the bottom of the cup of instant noodles was heating up.
Then he used his mind to control the flames, keeping them from catching the paper—there was no danger that way. In under a minute, the noodles were boiling.
After using his mind to put out the fire, he carried the steaming hot noodles over to Leng Ruoli.
The moment Leng Ruoli smelled them, her appetite surged.
Her pair of watery eyes stayed fixed on the noodles, and she sat cross-legged, urging him on. "Feed me."
"Okay, don't rush." Jiang Muye picked up the little fork and fed her a bite.
Leng Ruoli slurped the noodles into her mouth, and that flavor was truly fragrant—one whiff and Jiang Muye's mouth was watering.
Especially since Leng Ruoli ate so deliciously, and so slowly.
It was pure torment.
"I want some too," Jiang Muye said, eyes wide with longing.
"It's all mine~!" Leng Ruoli guarded her food fiercely.
Jiang Muye's gaze turned resentful. "I steeped these noodles for you, and now I don't even get a single bite?"
Leng Ruoli grabbed the compressed biscuit from the side. "The compressed biscuit's yours. Eat as much as you want."
Jiang Muye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Was this digging his own pit? Compressed biscuits were way too dry—how could they compare to instant noodles?
Jiang Muye held back his urge to eat, able only to watch Leng Ruoli take bite after bite.
He kept numbing himself, telling himself not to think about the noodles, but his saliva just wouldn't cooperate—in an environment like this, he just wanted to eat.
As Jiang Muye sat there feeling melancholy, he heard Leng Ruoli say, "I'm full~"
"Huh?" Jiang Muye looked at the noodle cup—there was still quite a bit left.
Leng Ruoli leaned her head over. "I can't finish it anyway. You deal with the rest."
"Hahaha, you still love me." How could Jiang Muye not understand the implication? He happily leaned in and kissed Leng Ruoli's cheek.
Leng Ruoli's face was squished from the kiss. She waved her hand, putting on a look of disgust. "I'm really full, it's not that I wanted to give it to you. Don't overthink it~"
But Jiang Muye saw through the girl before him in an instant—she was such a tsundere!
But very cute.
Jiang Muye got to eat the instant noodles he wanted, slurping them up—truly fragrant.
A long-lost flavor.
Jiang Muye ate with relish, drinking even the soup.
Truly a delicacy of the human world.
Then Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli, who was already leaning against him scrolling on her phone, and instinctively said with gusto, "Wife, don't be mad anymore, okay~ Let's go out."
Leng Ruoli hadn't been mad at Jiang Muye in the first place, and now seeing him curry favor with her, she was naturally even happier.
"That's more like it." Leng Ruoli's face carried a look of delight as she followed Jiang Muye out.
But the moment Leng Ruoli stepped out, she found it pitch black outside—the night had fully set in. Inside the tent, she hadn't noticed how dark it had gotten.
"So dark." Leng Ruoli squinted a little, her eyes not yet adjusted.
Then Jiang Muye smiled and began rubbing Leng Ruoli's shoulders, grinning at her. "Dark is good—good for doing things."
As he spoke, Jiang Muye planted a smooch on Leng Ruoli's cheek.
Leng Ruoli's face was so pink and tender—truly super kissable.
Jiang Muye simply couldn't kiss her enough. Seeing him about to go too far, Leng Ruoli quickly stopped him, calling for a halt. "Okay~ my face is all smooshed into a little meatball from your kissing, it's going to deform."
Jiang Muye chuckled and dotingly rubbed her brown long hair.
Romance was necessary, but pampering his girlfriend was needed too.
Afraid that Leng Ruoli really was scared of the dark, Jiang Muye hung up those little star lights and turned them on.
He turned on quite a few, so as the night deepened, the tent area glowed brightly—very pretty, and bright.
The dazzling radiance made Leng Ruoli's eyes shine. "So pretty. We look like we're filming an idol drama right now."
Jiang Muye kissed Leng Ruoli's face and said with a smile, "Hey, this is nothing yet—it's only the beginning."
Jiang Muye sat down on the little tablecloth outside, then pulled Leng Ruoli into his arms and sat with her. The two of them watched the myriad lights of the city below, bright and gleaming, truly quiet.
It felt as if the whole world had left only the two of them.
Jiang Muye clasped his fingers tightly with Leng Ruoli's and asked her, "Cold?"
"Not really." Leng Ruoli shook her head.
Jiang Muye pulled Leng Ruoli's sleeve down a bit, still afraid she'd catch a chill, and kept her as close to him as possible—after all, she had a constitution that got sick easily.
If she caught a cold because of him, Jiang Muye would still feel guilty.
His rather attentive gestures made Leng Ruoli's eyes very gentle.
She just liked seeing how Jiang Muye was different from other boys—others were careless and sloppy, but Jiang Muye had his manly side and his delicate side. His care for her made Leng Ruoli feel as if she owned the whole world.
Especially after having gone through such great ups and downs, she now cherished warm and romantic feelings even more.
"You're not allowed to catch a cold either." Leng Ruoli reached out and fastened the buttons of Jiang Muye's jacket again, from bottom to top, buttoning every single one.
Jiang Muye nodded with a chuckle and flicked Leng Ruoli's nose. "Don't forget my constitution's way better than yours."
"You're a guy, that's only natural." Leng Ruoli felt a bit embarrassed. "Then since I get sick so often, would you feel that taking care of me is a troublesome thing?"
The moment Leng Ruoli asked that, Jiang Muye smacked her on the head.
Leng Ruoli let out a yelp and clutched her little head.
"What kind of thing is that to say? It's only right that I take care of you—you're my girlfriend, aren't you? If you think me taking care of you is troublesome, then save me some worry and get sick less often. You have no idea how anxious I get every time I learn you're sick." Jiang Muye said all this off the cuff.
He truly didn't want to see Leng Ruoli sick—every time, wasn't it her suffering and his heart aching?
Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly. "I don't want to either, but I'll listen to you and exercise properly with you."
"Then in that case, we'll have to add to our duration." Jiang Muye leaned close and said to Leng Ruoli with a playful grin.
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