Chapter 632: Just the Two of Us

After filming the video, Jiang Muye felt a bit helpless, though he didn't fly into a rage at Leng Ruoli.

She hadn't done it on purpose. Taking his anger out on his Darling wasn't the act of a real man.

Jiang Muye could only fetch another quilt. This one wasn't as thick as the one Leng Ruoli slept under, but it would still get him through the night.

Though he didn't have his Darling to hold, being able to sense her sleeping right outside was still quite nice.

Jiang Muye contentedly rested his head against Leng Ruoli's and drifted off to sleep, a smile curling his lips.

The two heads were pressed completely together, intimate and sweet.

Jiang Muye thought about the hard-won time alone they had now. Heh heh, once the baby was born, two little brats would be sprawled out between him and Leng Ruoli.

By then he wouldn't even be able to fight his own Darling for the quilt, haha. He'd probably be fighting her and two kids for it together.

Jiang Muye found the image rather amusing.

Was this what they called a family war?

The next day, Jiang Muye was still fast asleep.

He sensed Leng Ruoli stirring beside him.

It was obvious she was being extremely careful, clearly unwilling to wake him.

Jiang Muye cracked his eyes open and saw Leng Ruoli putting on her underwear.

She had just slipped it on, the pink straps hanging on her fair arms. She brushed her long hair over to her right shoulder, then began working hard to fasten the clasp behind her back.

She was pregnant now, so naturally she was fuller than before—much fuller than before.

That meant the underwear she'd bought earlier was clearly a bit too small.

She needed maternity underwear.

Just as she was struggling to fasten the clasp, a pair of warm hands had already begun hooking the clasps for her.

Leng Ruoli froze, and her little face immediately turned bright red.

She looked back and saw Jiang Muye, all seriousness.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Leng Ruoli stuck out her tongue, clearly a bit embarrassed.

But Jiang Muye shook his head at her. "No. I wake up at this time anyway. What do you mean, did you wake me? If I'm dead asleep, nothing you do could wake me."

Leng Ruoli let out a light laugh, a trace of tenderness on her pretty little face.

She said, "It's still early. You can sleep a while longer."

"No need. Actually, I think getting up early with you is pretty nice. We can eat breakfast together, so you don't get a stomachache." Jiang Muye reached out and affectionately pinched Leng Ruoli's cheek.

A sweet smile appeared on Leng Ruoli's pretty face. "Okay."

"But do you want to take a look at this video? See how you oppressed me." Jiang Muye leaned in, wrapped his arms around Leng Ruoli's shoulders and neck from behind, then hugged her slender waist and showed her the phone.

When Leng Ruoli heard "video," she felt muddled, and at the word "oppressed," she felt even more that something was wrong.

After Jiang Muye pressed play, Leng Ruoli immediately saw the entire video.

Her skin turned a hot red, and she stared at the phone screen in disbelief, her breath catching.

"That… that really wasn't on purpose. I was asleep."

"But you stole my quilt. You have no idea how miserable I was last night." Jiang Muye put on a pitiful look and gazed at Leng Ruoli.

Hearing his words, Leng Ruoli's ears suddenly grew even redder with shame.

She said to Jiang Muye, "Sorry… so should we sleep in separate rooms tonight?"

Good grief.

Jiang Muye finally understood. He'd dug a pit for himself.

If he'd wanted to sleep in a separate room from Leng Ruoli tonight, he never would have shown her this video in the first place. He'd really picked up a rock only to drop it on his own foot.

"No, we can't sleep apart. What if something like this happens again and you fall off the bed at night?" Jiang Muye shook his head and immediately scolded.

"Then what should we do? You always get your quilt stolen by me at night. If you catch a cold, it'll break my heart." Leng Ruoli felt very guilty.

Jiang Muye reached out and gently pinched Leng Ruoli's little face. "If you feel guilty, then eat a bit more today, and you're not allowed to take part in any sports activities. Hear me?"

"Okay." Leng Ruoli nodded, her little face brimming with happiness.

"I heard your household register has arrived. The day after tomorrow, let's go get it, then go register our marriage, okay?" There was a trace of tenderness in Jiang Muye's eyes.

Leng Ruoli nodded shyly. "Then we need ID photos."

"Right. Then tonight I'll take you to get ID photos taken." Jiang Muye thought for a moment and said.

Leng Ruoli had no objections. She was dying to go take ID photos with Jiang Muye and get the certificate as soon as possible.

"Alright, time to get up!" Jiang Muye threw off the quilt and braced himself against the cold.

He was afraid Leng Ruoli would be cold, so he turned on the air conditioning.

Actually, the temperature in the room wasn't low, but Jiang Muye's thoughtful gesture still warmed Leng Ruoli's heart.

Jiang Muye dressed Leng Ruoli himself, doing everything with his own hands.

He even put a scarf on her himself, and only after confirming she was warm enough did he let Leng Ruoli go downstairs.

Jiang Muye immediately went to the kitchen to cook.

He was actually worried the chef wouldn't know what Leng Ruoli liked for breakfast, and worried the chef's cooking would be too greasy, so he'd always made a habit of preparing her breakfast.

Jiang Muye prepared a nutritionally balanced breakfast for Leng Ruoli, trying not to repeat what he'd made before.

He was allergic to seafood, but he still kept some shrimp in the fridge at home, so Leng Ruoli could eat some shrimp and get her nutrition.

After making breakfast for Leng Ruoli, Jiang Muye began carrying it to the table.

Leng Ruoli wasn't a picky person. She smiled at Jiang Muye and said, "Breakfast is so rich. I'm going to eat it all."

"Good, eat up. We still have to go to school later." Jiang Muye pinched Leng Ruoli's little face and said dotingly.

Leng Ruoli beamed. "Okay."

She lowered her head and began eating breakfast, very satisfied.

Jiang Muye kept an eye on the time. Under his time management, Leng Ruoli wouldn't be late either.

Before heading out, Jiang Muye personally crouched down at the entryway and began putting shoes on Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli didn't need to bend over. She just watched Jiang Muye carefully put her shoes on for her. Girls' shoes weren't as simple as guys' styles—especially since Leng Ruoli was wearing leather shoes, and the buckles were especially hard to fasten.

Jiang Muye felt Leng Ruoli's gentle voice ring out. "Aren't you tired?"

A full sense of happiness welled up in Jiang Muye's heart.

He lifted his face and looked at Leng Ruoli. "Not very tired. Isn't serving my Darling the most natural thing in the world?"

The corners of Leng Ruoli's lips curved softly.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Jiang Muye's waist. "Thank you. I'd say I married the right man."

"You're saying that too early. You've only just gotten pregnant. There'll be plenty of things ahead that I'll need to do myself. Say that again when I can carry the whole family on my shoulders."