Chapter 543: Morning Sickness

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong at Me, Jiang Muye

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Although it was nice to keep his Darling company, Jiang Muye wasn't willing to miss out on any good drama.

Little White Dove's face instantly heated up. He glanced at Sheng Xinyi, who was standing beside him looking shy, and felt a bit embarrassed himself. "Actually, it's nothing much. I'm just not gonna celebrate Singles' Day anymore."

"Oh, not celebrating Singles' Day anymore," Jiang Muye didn't think anything of it at first, but after repeating it a few times, he suddenly got excited. "Which means you're no longer single! And it's still her?"

Little White Dove said carelessly, "Who else could it be but her!"

"You're pretty matter-of-fact about it. Heh heh, pretty good. I never imagined a blessing in disguise. But I want to hear the details!" Jiang Muye was satisfied with the result, but naturally wasn't willing to miss out on the juicy details.

"Forget it, I'm not saying anything. We're waiting to eat something good." Little White Dove, usually so thick-skinned, was now terribly shy.

He changed the subject, but Jiang Muye kept pressing. "No way, you're telling me before you go."

However, the phone was hung up.

"Well now, Little White Dove actually dared to hang up on me!" Jiang Muye squinted at the phone screen.

As a result, he felt a soft rubbing against his thigh.

"He's probably keeping his girlfriend company. It's normal, just like how you have to keep me company." Hearing that sweet, soft voice, Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli lying on his thigh, using it as a pillow.

Her voice rose with a coquettish lilt, both pure and wild, like a spoiled little kitten.

Jiang Muye couldn't get enough of it.

He instinctively lowered his head and kissed Leng Ruoli's red lips, smiling sweetly. "You're right."

A hint of delight appeared on Leng Ruoli's face. She raised her hand and gently stroked Jiang Muye's hair. "Still haven't kissed enough? Look at how many times you've kissed me today. I've got quite a few marks from you all over my body."

"I just can't kiss you enough." Jiang Muye chuckled. He tenderly stroked Leng Ruoli's thick, beautiful blonde hair, ready to continue kissing downward, when suddenly Leng Ruoli's smile faded.

"Urgh!" Leng Ruoli covered her mouth and instinctively struggled up from Jiang Muye's lap, running toward the bathroom.

Watching Leng Ruoli run off, Jiang Muye was completely bewildered.

Was that really necessary? He hadn't done anything. Why was she feeling sick and wanting to throw up?

Was it because he kissed her and it disgusted her?

Jiang Muye immediately went to the bathroom and saw Leng Ruoli vomiting nonstop. He instantly grew anxious.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Muye gently patted Leng Ruoli's back, brushing her long blonde hair behind her shoulders so she could vomit properly.

But Leng Ruoli only dry-heaved, bringing nothing up.

"It's nothing, just a sudden bit of nausea." Leng Ruoli waved her hand, but her raised face was a little pale.

Jiang Muye asked worriedly, "Then how about I take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow?"

"No need, I'm already much better now. It was just a sudden reaction." Seeing Jiang Muye's worried expression, Leng Ruoli instinctively reached out and gently stroked his handsome face. "Alright, don't make a fuss over nothing."

"I'm definitely going to worry about you. I'm still not at ease." Jiang Muye's brow furrowed tightly.

"I still have class tomorrow, and you know I don't like hospitals. The smell of disinfectant is too awful." Leng Ruoli acted coquettishly.

"Are you really okay?" Jiang Muye was fretting.

"I'm fine." The corners of Leng Ruoli's lips curved into a smile, and she nestled cutely against Jiang Muye's shoulder. "If I were really uncomfortable, I wouldn't need you to say anything. I'd definitely go to the hospital for a checkup."

"Alright then." Jiang Muye urged Leng Ruoli, "If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me."

"Okay. It's just that I'm a bit hungry now." Leng Ruoli touched her belly, a little embarrassed. "I'd really like to eat your Sour Soup Beef Noodles."

Jiang Muye instinctively replied, "That's easy. If you want to eat it, I'll make it for you."

Leng Ruoli was overjoyed. She leaned over and kissed Jiang Muye's cheek, saying with a smile, "You're so good to me."

Jiang Muye stroked Leng Ruoli's hair and instinctively headed to the kitchen.

Leng Ruoli was like his little shadow. Wherever he went, she went.

After reaching the kitchen, Leng Ruoli said with a smile, "I'll give you a hand~"

"No need, just go upstairs and lie down properly. Why did you come down?" Jiang Muye glared at Leng Ruoli. "You're clearly not feeling well."

Leng Ruoli smiled sheepishly. "It's not that serious. Besides, aren't I fine now? Not a single symptom."

Seeing how relaxed and at ease Leng Ruoli looked, Jiang Muye's worry for her gradually lessened.

"Alright, then you sit nearby. I'll be done soon, you don't need to help."

Jiang Muye mainly didn't want to tire Leng Ruoli out. Most importantly, Leng Ruoli's skill level really wasn't high—everything she made was Dark Cuisine.

If that was the case, he might as well do it himself.

Besides, it was only right that he put in a little effort.

Jiang Muye took the ingredients, washed them, and began to prepare them.

As he chopped vegetables on the cutting board, the sound going thump-thump-thump, incredibly smooth, Leng Ruoli looked at him with complete adoration.

She held up a Polaroid and snapped a photo of Jiang Muye's handsome face.

"I'm so lucky with food. Jiang Muye is so considerate of me, cooking personally so late at night."

"Your knife skills are so good, truly exquisite."

"If it were me, the vegetables would probably be cut all crooked and messy by now."

Looking at the vegetables Jiang Muye had cut, besides adoration, there was also envy in her eyes.

Jiang Muye already recalled Leng Ruoli's previous knife skills and burst out laughing.

"Last time you cut vegetables, the more you cut, the less there was. You cut a corn and there was only a big chunk left! The carrot ended up with just a tiny little piece left! And the floor was covered with all the vegetables you dropped!"

As Jiang Muye laughed so hard he could barely close his mouth, clutching his stomach and nearly getting a cramp, Leng Ruoli patted his shoulder. "Stop laughing. Is it really that exaggerated?"

"You know nothing about your own cooking. You're good at everything, but when it comes to cooking, just leave it to me." Jiang Muye chuckled.

"I don't know why the kitchen turns into a disaster the moment I start cooking. If you go on a business trip or have to work overtime, by then we'll have a baby, and if I can't cook, won't the baby suffer~" Leng Ruoli muttered.

Jiang Muye instinctively tapped Leng Ruoli's nose. "Silly girl, we have a nanny at home. I spent quite a bit of money hiring someone specifically to take care of things. With a nanny around, do you think our baby would starve?"

"Even so, I feel like I should learn to make some baby food~" Leng Ruoli was still a little unwilling to give up.

She was good at everything except cooking.

Thinking about it was a bit of a blow, after all, she wanted to cook for the person she liked.

While Leng Ruoli was feeling a bit down, Jiang Muye kissed her red lips. "Be good, leave this kind of thing to me. If that doesn't work, the nanny can do it. And if even that doesn't work, have the kid cook for you!"

"Pfft." Leng Ruoli couldn't help but laugh.

She patted Jiang Muye's back. "Aren't you embarrassed? Making the baby cook for me, as if I'm a useless mom."