Chapter 56: Why Don't You Sleep at My Place

Jiang Muye glanced at the attentive Mi Lu and said, "I don't see you acting scared."

"I really am scared! My legs have gone all weak! If you wanted to carry me, I definitely wouldn't mind~" Mi Lu whined coquettishly. She was like a strong liquor—the first sip burns your throat, but once you get used to it, it goes down sweet.

Of course, Jiang Muye wasn't used to strong liquor.

He brushed Mi Lu's hand away.

【Congratulations, Host, on rejecting Mi Lu. You have earned two hundred Grit Points. Reward: 500,000 RMB, plus twenty Courage Points.】

Having gained Courage Points, Jiang Muye felt even more fearless.

Now, even if some NPC came dangling down from the ceiling, he wouldn't be scared.

Mi Lu looked utterly aggrieved. Not willing to be outdone, she copied Jiang Muye and grabbed the hem of his shirt too.

This left Jiang Muye not sure whether to laugh or cry. "This isn't a game of eagle catching chicks. What're you all doing?"

"No way, you have to take me with you," Mi Lu huffed.

Hearing Jiang Muye's comparison, Leng Ruoli couldn't help but smile.

The two girls stuck with Jiang Muye the whole time, inseparable.

This made the three men deeply envious.

"Muzi really has all the luck. Playing a horror escape game, and he's got two great beauties keeping him company," Kai sighed.

"Tell me about it. Choosing between Campus Belle Mi and the Cold Campus Belle is such a tough call. If it comes down to it, just take both," said Little White Dove.

"Hahaha, I think you're the one who wants them both, Little White Dove!" Old He teased with a chuckle.

"You don't want that?"

"Well, it's not that, but I don't have the luck for it." Old He shook his head. "Besides, I've got my empress at home. How would I dare go after anyone else?"

Jiang Muye was practically playing with cheats. Not only was his luck explosively good, but he also had so many beauties liking him.

Tsk tsk tsk, the heavens really treated Jiang Muye well.

But Jiang Muye deserved it. After all, Xia Xiran had tormented him so deeply before. The heavens were bound to make it up to Jiang Muye.

When they reached the final level, it was a completely dark environment.

Mi Lu had already planned it out: she'd just dash straight into Jiang Muye's arms. Hehe, how thrilling would it be in the dark?

Touching, hugging, copping a feel—how delightful.

However, just as Mi Lu was running her hands all over, she heard Little White Dove's resentful voice: "Senior Mi, please let me go!"

Mi Lu was dumbfounded. "What the hell! You're Chen Ge?"

"Obviously! Besides me, who else would it be!" Little White Dove flared up.

Mi Lu shoved Little White Dove away in disgust.

God, what had she done?

Where did Jiang Muye go!

At that moment, Jiang Muye felt a figure leaning against his chest, and his breathing suddenly hitched.

Her body was soft and delicate. Because of her nervousness, he could distinctly feel her proud peaks pressing against him, rising and falling.

This made Jiang Muye's mouth go dry.

He didn't know where to put his hands. The moment the lights went out and the NPC appeared to scare them, he had smelled a fresh fragrance wafting toward him, and in an instant a pair of cool, smooth little hands had grabbed his arm.

A moment later, a girl had hugged him tightly.

Jiang Muye caught the scent of her hair and immediately sank into it.

It seemed to be a very fresh jasmine fragrance.

What brand of shampoo was that? It smelled so good.

"I'm… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hugged you, but I really am scared," Leng Ruoli said timidly.

She had never imagined she'd have such courage when the critical moment came, to just hug Jiang Muye directly.

But she really was scared.

And she really… wanted to hug him.

After feeling the other's strong, powerful chest, Leng Ruoli's little face had long since turned burning hot.

Thankfully the lights were off and everything around was pitch black. Otherwise, she definitely would've been so embarrassed she'd want to crawl into a crack in the floor.

Afraid that Jiang Muye would think she was too forward, Leng Ruoli could only reluctantly let go of Jiang Muye.

But who would've thought that her hand would be firmly caught.

Leng Ruoli was startled.

"Didn't you say you're scared? Then stick with me and don't let go." A deep, magnetic voice rang out, lifting Leng Ruoli's mood.

She smiled happily and said, "Okay."

The NPCs appeared and vanished unpredictably, scaring people at the critical moment.

The special-effects makeup was indeed frightening, and accompanied by the appearance of green light, the entire密室—the whole chamber—was filled with Mi Lu's and Little White Dove's screams.

But who was Jiang Muye? He had a system even scarier than the NPCs—would he be afraid of NPCs like these?

System OS: Eldest Brother, is that polite?

Jiang Muye held Leng Ruoli's hand, utterly at ease. Whenever an NPC tried to scare them, he'd scare it right back. Later on, it was the NPCs who were screaming nonstop.

Then Jiang Muye heard Leng Ruoli burst into a giggle.

Although he couldn't see Leng Ruoli's smile through the darkness, Jiang Muye could imagine the scene.

While Jiang Muye was savoring it, his palm was firmly gripped tighter.

The feeling of their skin pressed closely together, and her taking the initiative, sent a wave of shivers and numbness through Jiang Muye's body.

What had started as just holding hands had now become fingers completely intertwined.

Her hand really was so small, so soft.

Like a cotton candy, soft and smooth.

This made Jiang Muye's sense of awkwardness slowly fade, going from unfamiliar to calmly accepting.

He didn't know how far they'd walked.

But Jiang Muye felt it was really short.

All of a sudden, all the lights came on, and they had reached the exit.

The escape was over.

And at the moment the lights came on, Leng Ruoli flushed bright red and pulled her hand back, saying, "I'm going to the restroom."

"Okay," Jiang Muye nodded.

He watched her graceful, slender figure and felt the lingering soft, smooth touch in his palm. The corner of his mouth curved faintly.

Meanwhile, after Leng Ruoli dashed into the restroom, she quickly washed her face.

Her pretty little face had already turned bright red beyond measure. She immediately began touching her own palm, and then burst out laughing, sweet as if she'd eaten honey.

While Leng Ruoli was in the restroom, Mi Lu seized the opportunity.

She plopped right down next to Jiang Muye and said pitifully, "It was so scary just now, wuwu, it scared me to death. Look, I'm all sweaty from the fright."

Mi Lu deliberately pulled her collar lower, making her curves even more billowing, and a milky fragrance wafted toward him. She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Jiang Muye. "Wipe it for me."

Jiang Muye said expressionlessly, "I'm going to the restroom."

Just as Mi Lu was about to pounce, Jiang Muye had already left.

Mi Lu was fuming. This super dense straight guy, why was he so clueless about a woman's feelings?

After sensing the furtive glances of the other guys, Mi Lu glared back and immediately yanked her collar up high. "What're you looking at! Never seen a great beauty before?"

Was that something she could let other guys see? Obviously only the guy she liked could see it!

On the way back, Mi Lu kept whispering in Jiang Muye's ear the whole time.

"Muye, just add me on WeChat, I'll transfer you a 1,314 red packet—no, a 9,999 red packet!"