Chapter 583: Can't Take It? Hubby Has Only Just Begun

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

Boss Cutie

Leng Ruoli pressed against his back, petite and delicate.

The corners of Jiang Muye's mouth curved into a smile. He gently patted Leng Ruoli's back, then grabbed her thighs and wrapped them around his waist. "Alright, hubby will help you with everything," he said with a grin.

This sweet burden let Jiang Muye taste happiness.

Jiang Muye accelerated his rush toward the bathroom.

"Hey, slow down! Slow down!" Leng Ruoli had never imagined Jiang Muye would run so fast.

"Hahaha, don't yell, or my mom might hear something and think you and I are already going at it again," Jiang Muye teased.

Leng Ruoli immediately shut her mouth, then gave Jiang Muye's shoulder a coquettish little swat.

Jiang Muye's lips curled up involuntarily.

He loved seeing Leng Ruoli's shy yet tormented little expression—innocent yet seductive, just too cute for words.

It made Jiang Muye want to knead and mold her into a ball.

Heh heh, if only he could ravage her a bit more.

Jiang Muye felt a bit unsatisfied just touching her fair thighs.

But it was impossible to seek full satisfaction, so he could only forcefully suppress all his stirrings.

After reaching the bathroom, Jiang Muye instinctively set Leng Ruoli down on the toilet and instinctively moved to pull down her panties.

As a result, Leng Ruoli's face flushed red and she immediately grabbed Jiang Muye's hand. "What are you doing?"

"Just as you see, I'm helping you," Jiang Muye said with a grin, looking at Leng Ruoli. "Don't you need to use the toilet in the morning?"

"You… you should just get out," Leng Ruoli said, naturally still a bit shy.

Jiang Muye teased, "Didn't you just ask me to help you? Why are you unwilling now?"

"Get out," Leng Ruoli glared at him, her ears completely red.

"Haha, we've seen each other completely bare. I've seen every inch of your body. Are you still embarrassed with me now?"

Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli with a grin.

His wife was perfect in every way, except she couldn't change her shy nature.

When she got shy, her little face turned bright red, like a little rabbit—soft and adorable.

Leng Ruoli's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she said softly, "It's not the same… I… I'm still embarrassed."

Jiang Muye reached out and gently rubbed Leng Ruoli. "Just go. I won't look, that should be fine, right?"

As he spoke, Jiang Muye turned around and started brushing his teeth.

Seeing him turn away, Leng Ruoli let down her guard.

Jiang Muye heard the rustling sound of water.

This little fool, didn't she know there was a mirror?

Haha, she was just too innocent.

Jiang Muye desperately held back his laughter.

"Cough cough cough." Jiang Muye laughed too smugly and swallowed toothpaste foam straight into his stomach.

"What's wrong?" Leng Ruoli was very anxious.

After dressing, she quickly went to Jiang Muye's side.

Jiang Muye chuckled. "Nothing."

He definitely couldn't say that he had just seen everything.

Otherwise, Leng Ruoli would definitely not let him off.

"Look, you've got toothpaste foam dripping down." Leng Ruoli stood on her tiptoes, took a towel, and gently wiped the mess off Jiang Muye's face.

Jiang Muye enjoyed it very much.

He squinted, gazing at Leng Ruoli's charmingly naive and beautiful face.

Without thinking, he directly supported Leng Ruoli's slender waist and sat her down on the marble countertop.

"Come, brush your teeth."

Jiang Muye personally squeezed toothpaste for Leng Ruoli, then handed her the toothbrush.

Leng Ruoli's lips curled up involuntarily.

She obediently took the toothbrush and brushed very seriously. She was clearly still a bit sleepy, but her whole face looked moist and soft.

She was as cute as a dolphin.

Jiang Muye started shaving.

After becoming an adult, the most troublesome thing was having to shave off facial hair.

Ugh.

Jiang Muye faced the mirror and carefully applied shaving foam.

As a result, Leng Ruoli mischievously dabbed some shaving foam right onto Jiang Muye's nose.

Jiang Muye hadn't expected Leng Ruoli to launch a sneak attack.

She was still smiling sweetly, extremely happy.

Jiang Muye instinctively grabbed Leng Ruoli and harrumphed. "Pretty happy, aren't you?"

Leng Ruoli dodged, not letting Jiang Muye press his face against hers.

Want to escape? Not so easy.

She was completely pinned against the glass mirror by Jiang Muye.

Leng Ruoli blinked cutely. "I was wrong."

"Wrong about what?" Jiang Muye harrumphed.

"I shouldn't have messed with you," Leng Ruoli mumbled. "Don't bully me."

"Is this bullying you? I should bully you properly." As he spoke, Jiang Muye's palm rubbed back and forth along Leng Ruoli's thighs.

This made Leng Ruoli itchy, her little face flushed crimson, her ears bright red. She buried her face in Jiang Muye's embrace. "I was wrong, wuwu, please let me go~"

Seeing Leng Ruoli's soft and adorable look, Jiang Muye instinctively kissed her little face and said in a hoarse voice, "Alright, I'll temporarily spare you. But if you dare do this again, I'll definitely punish you severely."

After saying that, Jiang Muye bit Leng Ruoli's earlobe.

Her ears were small, and her earlobes were fair and adorable.

After Jiang Muye bit them, Leng Ruoli's skin turned completely red.

She looked up at him.

His eyes were brimming with a captivating allure.

Her skin turned even redder, and she said softly and sweetly, "Okay, got it."

Jiang Muye broke into a smile and started applying facial cleanser to Leng Ruoli, washing her face seriously.

As a result, Leng Ruoli whimpered. "It feels like you're kneading dough, and my eyes got water in them."

"Really?" Jiang Muye panicked. "Then let me blow on them."

He leaned close and gently blew on Leng Ruoli's eyes.

Who would have thought that within seconds, he would feel a warmth on his face.

A fresh fragrance swept past, a delicate body right before his eyes, pressed against his chest, scorchingly hot, all thunder and lightning—the touch was truly shocking.

Jiang Muye's face had been kissed by her fragrant, soft lips, and it still felt warm.

"I love you! Muye!"

Leng Ruoli announced happily.

Jiang Muye's eyes grew slightly moist.

"Fuck, you're playing tricks!" Jiang Muye pinned Leng Ruoli's body with one hand and kissed her little face hard. "I originally wanted to spare you, but it seems that's impossible now."

Leng Ruoli dodged, laughing continuously, her small hands blocking Jiang Muye's approach. "Alright, I was wrong."

But once temptation started, how could it end so easily?

Sure enough, Leng Ruoli was kissed by Jiang Muye until she was panting softly, her eyes hazy.

When Jiang Muye finally let her down from the counter, Leng Ruoli looked at her red face in the mirror and immediately covered her cheeks, saying anxiously, "My face is so red, it's all your fault. What are we going to say when Mom and Dad ask?"

"Just tell them the truth," Jiang Muye said, wrapping his arms around Leng Ruoli's slender waist from behind and taking a deep breath at the crook of her neck.

He could never grow tired of her fragrance.

"No decency." Leng Ruoli pinched Jiang Muye's cheek. "Alright, we can go down now, or Mom will come knocking."