Chapter 480: Chasing the Wife Crematorium

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

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Although the movie was a comedy, it was actually a romantic comedy.

Especially when the main characters started kissing—that kiss was intense and full of desire.

Jiang Muye glanced at Leng Ruoli.

He only gave her a light look, and Leng Ruoli covered her face with both hands and leaned against Jiang Muye's shoulder.

Jiang Muye immediately broke into a grin. He leaned close to Leng Ruoli's round, delicate ear and said softly, "What's wrong? I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already getting shy?"

Leng Ruoli leaned in and said with a light laugh, "I just already pictured that scene, so I got shy."

"You're even picturing things in your head?" Jiang Muye gently pinched Leng Ruoli's waist. "Picturing it alone is no fun. We need to take actual action."

Leng Ruoli's little face was flushed pink as she leaned against Jiang Muye's shoulder. "So how do you want to take actual action?"

"You tell me. Look, the love rival in the front row on the left is making out, the young couple on the right are passionately groping each other, and the ones a bit further ahead are..."

While Jiang Muye was describing it all in detail, Leng Ruoli's cheeks had already turned a deep crimson. Without thinking, she covered Jiang Muye's mouth with her slender, fair hand. "Stop talking, we can see it ourselves!"

"Then why aren't you giving any response at all? I want to kiss you." Looking at the delectable Leng Ruoli, Jiang Muye's throat bobbed up and down. His mouth was painfully dry.

He deliberately lowered his voice so it came out low and husky, audible only to Leng Ruoli.

Hearing Jiang Muye's deep bass voice, Leng Ruoli went completely weak and tingly.

Jiang Muye was far too good at flirting. Especially since she was leaning right in his arms—she could fully feel his fiery breath, his burning gaze, even the way his fingers gently kneaded the contours of her body, all of which made it unbearable for her.

Leng Ruoli herself could barely control it, but weren't her parents right here?!

Sure, they were all in the movie theater, but kissing made those wet, sloppy sounds!

How ambiguous, how much Social Death!

Leng Ruoli didn't have the guts.

When Jiang Muye leaned in to kiss her, Leng Ruoli's palm was already pressed against Jiang Muye's face, not letting him through.

"Wait."

"Mm, can't bear to see me suffer?" Jiang Muye was desperately impatient now.

He really did want to kiss her.

Especially with how shy and reserved she looked right now, it gave Jiang Muye a kind of desire.

Men loved conquering women the most.

Her most shameful moment was her most beautiful moment.

In the end, faced with Jiang Muye's assault, Leng Ruoli still laid down her arms and surrendered.

Her delicate, lovely skin looked as if she were drunk, flushed red all over.

Leng Ruoli's hands were braced against Jiang Muye's chest. Her palms were slightly warm, pressing down somewhat nervously, which gave Jiang Muye a thrilling sense of being tempted.

Jiang Muye kissed the corner of her crimson lips, and even ran his palm up and down along her curvaceous figure, somewhat unsatisfied.

Of course, since his Father-in-Law and Mother-in-Law were right here.

Jiang Muye still knew to exercise some restraint.

He only stopped after kissing Leng Ruoli's lips until they were swollen.

"Cough cough cough." Just as Jiang Muye was wrapping things up, a fierce cough came from beside them.

Jiang Muye hadn't even reacted yet, but Leng Ruoli was frantic and flustered. She quickly pushed Jiang Muye away, like a child caught doing something wrong, her little face very red.

She lowered her little head, hands clutching the hem of her skirt, acting as if nothing had happened.

However, Jiang Muye was the one who ended up tragic.

Just now, when Leng Ruoli let go of him, his lips had bumped into her teeth.

From that one knock, they swelled up.

Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli with a resentful gaze. "Look what you did."

He pointed a finger at his lips.

Leng Ruoli's ears were bright red. She shushed him and said guiltily, "Sorry… I'll make it up to you when we get back."

Although her voice was very soft, to Jiang Muye it was simply a joyous thing.

Hahaha, when they got back Leng Ruoli was going to make it up to him, wonderful.

Jiang Muye's lips curved up as he said smugly, "That's more like it."

Of course, the one who had just coughed was naturally Xiang Shan.

Although Xiang Shan hadn't looked toward Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli, she could imagine what they were doing. The two of them were kissing like they were about to tear the chairs apart.

How could young people these days be so unrestrained, actually in front of everyone...

No, wait!

Xiang Shan looked in disbelief at Father Leng, whose face was gradually drawing closer.

She held her breath and immediately pushed Father Leng away. "Don't even think about it!"

As Xiang Shan's heart pounded with fear, her face also flushed and her heart raced.

Faced with Xiang Shan's rejection, Father Leng said gloomily, "What do you mean don't even think about it? I was just taking a little fuzzball off your clothes."

Xiang Shan saw that there was indeed a little fuzzball in Father Leng's hand.

So, she had just been overthinking it?!

Realizing this, Xiang Shan grew even more embarrassed.

"What were you thinking just now?" Father Leng teased.

"Nothing, I just don't like you touching me. From now on, this fuzzball can be anywhere on me for all I care, it's none of your business!" Xiang Shan was clearly being very tsundere.

Father Leng shook his head. He really felt that Xiang Shan was being far too tsundere.

Sigh, it seemed that winning his wife back was going to take a bit more time.

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were secretly observing the situation from the side.

Especially Jiang Muye—when he saw that there was no progress at all between Father Leng and Xiang Shan, he felt gloomy.

Father-in-Law really had great self-control, being able to endure even this.

Just go in for a kiss already, what's there to be embarrassed about?

It seemed he'd have to think of a way.

"Ah, so dizzy." Jiang Muye suddenly clutched his head and said to Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli had been watching the movie, but upon hearing Jiang Muye's words she asked in surprise, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, the air in here is probably too stuffy. I want to go out and get some air." While pretending to feel unwell, Jiang Muye also gave Leng Ruoli a meaningful look.

Leng Ruoli immediately understood what Jiang Muye meant and said, "Then I'll take you out right now."

Just as Leng Ruoli was about to take Jiang Muye out, a pair of long legs blocked Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli's path.

"How about we all go together." Xiang Shan raised her head and looked at Jiang Muye. "Since you're not feeling well anyway, I don't have the mood to keep watching either."

Jiang Muye's eyelid twitched.

He had deliberately pretended to feel unwell to leave so he could arrange some private space for Xiang Shan and Father-in-Law.

If Xiang Shan came along now, wouldn't his Plan B be a failure?

Jiang Muye was definitely not willing.

"It's fine, no need for so many people to accompany me. Ruoli coming with me is enough." Jiang Muye gave an awkward laugh.

"No way. If you're feeling unwell, we go to the hospital immediately. I'll drive you." How could Xiang Shan not understand Jiang Muye's little scheme?

Leaving her and Leng Qihua together now—how could that be allowed?

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli exchanged glances, at a loss for what to do.

Jiang Muye knew that if he went to the hospital, his cover would be blown.

It seemed this method wouldn't work. He'd have to find another opportunity.

"In that case, I'll just keep watching the movie. Actually, the movie's pretty good, I think I'm feeling quite a bit better." Jiang Muye sat back down in his original seat.