Chapter 475: He's Corrupting Her

He was teaching her bad things!

What a bastard! He made her whimper, and it was so dirty.

Seeing Leng Ruoli's melancholy little look, Jiang Muye burst out laughing.

He patted Leng Ruoli's round, perky little butt and said, "Alright, I'll let you off, take me home."

Leng Ruoli crawled into the driver's seat.

Jiang Muye stretched. He wanted to straighten his long legs, but his legs were too long. The carriage was too cramped, so he could only hunch over.

"If you're tired, go to sleep. Don't worry, I drive safely," Leng Ruoli said, touching Jiang Muye's little face.

Jiang Muye nimbly caught Leng Ruoli's hand and asked with a smile, "Hm? I finally let you off, and now you're at it again—do you really want me to give you a good time?"

After hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli's ears turned pink. She immediately shook her head and said, "I couldn't help myself… can't I even caress you a bit? I can tell you're really tired."

Thinking about how she'd been tormenting him all day, she did feel a little guilty.

"Caressing isn't caressing there, though." Jiang Muye was still wanting more, and he gave Leng Ruoli a meaningful look.

Leng Ruoli's face flushed red, and her nose twitched. "Home."

Jiang Muye snickered, then settled into a comfortable position and looked at Leng Ruoli.

When she drove, she really was serious, and very focused.

Her skill went without saying—no other female driver could compare.

Her driving was smooth, and very steady.

It never made Jiang Muye's heart tremble with fear.

Jiang Muye's lips curved up. His heart felt quiet and peaceful. He felt very secure with Leng Ruoli, and very comfortable.

Jiang Muye then drifted off into dreamland, and fell asleep.

While driving, Leng Ruoli saw him sleeping so sweetly, and she secretly smiled.

The tenderness in her eyes was beyond words.

He didn't know how long had passed before Jiang Muye woke up.

But he realized he was still sleeping in the passenger seat, and the surroundings were clearly the entrance to the villa.

And Leng Ruoli was slumped over the steering wheel, her head hanging down, leaning on her soft white arms, asleep.

Jiang Muye was startled.

How long had he been asleep?

How could Leng Ruoli have fallen asleep in the car?

What if she caught a cold after a while? And sleeping in the car was especially uncomfortable, particularly in the driver's seat.

Jiang Muye instinctively, gently, held Leng Ruoli in his arms. Just as he was about to get out of the car, his movement disturbed the sleeping Leng Ruoli.

"Mm—" Leng Ruoli slowly opened her eyes.

Her long, lovely eyes were drowsy as she gazed at Jiang Muye.

When she realized he was awake, she smiled sweetly and, still a bit groggy, called out, "You're awake?"

"I woke you up." Jiang Muye felt a little embarrassed. He'd originally wanted to carefully carry her up.

Leng Ruoli shook her head and said cutely, "You didn't wake me, I sleep lightly."

"Then why didn't you go up to sleep? It's uncomfortable here."

Jiang Muye rubbed Leng Ruoli's thick brown hair. Like a little kitten, Leng Ruoli leaned dependently into Jiang Muye's arms.

Jiang Muye enjoyed the soft jade in his arms, and heard the sweet, sticky voice spread out.

"I wanted to keep my boyfriend company."

That single sentence melted right into Jiang Muye's heart.

She complained, "You're so heavy, I can't do a princess carry. But I couldn't wake you up either, you were sleeping so soundly. And if I left, the temperature in the car would get really low. With me here, I can keep the heater on the whole time. And with me here, we can swap carbon dioxide too."

"Little fool." When Jiang Muye saw the marks on her face from sleeping on her arms, he gently rubbed them. "Was it uncomfortable sleeping?"

"It's not uncomfortable when I'm sleeping with you~" Leng Ruoli said vaguely.

Clearly she still wasn't very awake.

Jiang Muye stopped asking her questions. He gently patted her back, as if coaxing a child. "Let's go up and sleep."

After Jiang Muye picked Leng Ruoli up, he pulled out the car keys, then carried Leng Ruoli back to the room.

Leng Ruoli was sleeping very sweetly and soundly. Her face was as dewy and sweet as a peach, her lips full, completely looking like someone you'd want to kiss again and again.

Her snow-white skin was even more alluring, and Jiang Muye couldn't help but stroke it.

But he didn't dare take advantage too much, to avoid Leng Ruoli waking up grumpy and punching and kicking him.

Jiang Muye kicked open the door, carried Leng Ruoli to the bed, and began to take off her shoes.

He couldn't just let Leng Ruoli sleep in her dress.

So Jiang Muye's excited hands trembled, from head to toe, as he undid Leng Ruoli's clothes like peeling a zongzi.

Although Jiang Muye had gone through this process no less than a few dozen times, every time he did, his heart surged.

Of course, the sleeping Leng Ruoli was not such a cooperative partner.

She either turned over with a coy little murmur, or sprawled out in a star shape.

Seeing her savage sleeping posture, Jiang Muye smiled and shook his head. "No one would ever guess that the Cold Campus Belle sleeps like this in private."

But it really was cute. This cute side was seen only by him, which gave Jiang Muye a sense of pride.

He was very happy, and very much enjoying it.

Jiang Muye gently helped Leng Ruoli take off her black stockings. This process was too much of a struggle. How could these white, gleaming thighs not give a person strange thoughts?

But Jiang Muye's self-control was okay. He didn't look, and just did it in one go.

After finishing this difficult process, he finally got Leng Ruoli changed into pajamas.

She leaned comfortably against the pillow, sleeping soundly and sweetly.

Jiang Muye, who'd been busy for a good while, couldn't help but smile. "You're comfortable, having someone wait on you."

He gently rubbed Leng Ruoli's Lil' Dumbfeather, soft and cute.

Afraid Leng Ruoli's skin would suffer, Jiang Muye brought over makeup remover.

He bent down and gently, with a makeup-removal wipe, imitating what Leng Ruoli usually did, slowly removed Leng Ruoli's makeup.

If a girl slept without removing her makeup, her skin would easily break out, and it would also harm her face.

Especially since Leng Ruoli was in a sensitive period, she needed her makeup removed even more thoroughly.

After removing her makeup, Leng Ruoli's skin looked even more delicate than with makeup on, like a peeled egg, pink and white.

Asians rarely had cool white skin, but Leng Ruoli's cool white was very authentic. You could say that at a glance she was snow-white and radiant—in a crowd, she was a stunning beauty who caught the eye.

Jiang Muye stared, and couldn't help but kiss her face.

The taste of makeup remover still lingered on his lips, along with, of course, the sweet fresh fragrance of Leng Ruoli's face.

"Hm, will I get poisoned from eating makeup remover?" Jiang Muye realized belatedly.

He wiped the corner of his lips again with the makeup cotton, but when he saw Leng Ruoli's soft red lips, he wasn't afraid anymore.

Better to die under a peony than live as a ghost—a romantic death if there ever was one.

He'd already kissed her, so what was there to fear!

Could this little bit even reach a lethal dose?

After covering Leng Ruoli with the blanket and confirming she wouldn't kick it off, Jiang Muye finally began removing his own makeup.

Black foundation really was hard to remove. After using up one makeup wipe, Jiang Muye was disgusted with himself.

In the future, he'd better see less of Xiang Shan. He really didn't want to keep tormenting himself like this every time.

After spending a while, Jiang Muye finally succeeded in removing his makeup.

When he saw his extraordinarily handsome self in the mirror, Jiang Muye admired himself. "I really am handsome. This is my face. Cool as hell."