Chapter 652: Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water

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

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Jiang Muye felt that people still had to be content. The troubles that cropped up in real life would pass sooner or later, but the feeling of happiness would remain in his heart forever, unchanging.

Especially with his darling before his eyes being so gentle, throwing her whole heart into him, which made Jiang Muye feel even warmer inside.

Wasn't life at its happiest with a darling on the warm bed and children all around?

After a while, he'd even have a beautiful child.

That was an even happier thing.

The corners of Jiang Muye's mouth involuntarily curved into an arc.

After Leng Ruoli placed food in his bowl, he ate another bowl of rice without a shred of hesitation.

Once he was full, he began to happily rub his belly. "This is so comfortable. Isn't this the life I've been longing for!"

Leng Ruoli immediately smiled. "This is the life you've been longing for? Then what would you say to something even better in a bit?"

"That's simple. It's an even happier life," Jiang Muye replied with a smile.

A hint of sweetness appeared in Leng Ruoli's eyes. "Right. Then just you wait."

She stood up and took Jiang Muye's hand, saying with a smile, "Let's go!"

"Where to?"

"You'll know in a bit." Faced with Jiang Muye's confusion, the corners of her mouth revealed a sweet smile.

Jiang Muye was led by Leng Ruoli outside the villa, and later discovered they had arrived at the hot spring.

"Are we here to soak in the hot spring?" Jiang Muye had already spotted the prepared hot spring, the water already heated.

The villa did have a hot spring, but Jiang Muye rarely soaked in it. After all, he was usually busy, and most of the time it was her enjoying it.

"Yes. Did you think I was lying to you just now?" Leng Ruoli laughed softly, a shallow smile in her eyes.

Just like the most brilliant warm sun, very beautiful and utterly captivating.

Jiang Muye nodded with great delight. "Then I can't let it go to waste. I have to enjoy it properly."

The steam of the hot spring spread out.

Being able to soak in a hot spring in winter was a very enjoyable thing.

With Leng Ruoli's help, Jiang Muye took off his clothes, and wearing only his shorts, got into the hot spring.

The water temperature was just right, extremely comfortable.

Without any sense of restraint, Jiang Muye felt very delightfully at ease.

Then he heard the sound of water.

He discovered that Leng Ruoli had already undone her clothes and entered the hot spring.

Her skin was already fair to begin with, and now compared to his own, it was set off to appear even whiter.

It was that kind of cool white that wouldn't be ignored even in a crowd, a beauty that haunted one's dreams. Especially when she gathered her hair with one hand, that beautiful golden long hair reaching her waist, held in her palm, was utterly enchanting and moving.

Jiang Muye was completely captivated, unable to shift his gaze at all.

This was truly beautiful.

Heh heh, and she was his wife. How wonderful.

While Jiang Muye's heart was wandering, Leng Ruoli had already picked up a chopstick and quickly inserted it into her hair. Just like that, it was done up into a messy yet still beautiful hairstyle.

Jiang Muye felt that Leng Ruoli had beauty comparable to Xiao Qiao.

Why, throughout history, had there been the lines about the deep spring of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace locking away the two Qiaos? Now he understood.

Heroes could not pass the gate of beauties.

"My darling is so beautiful," Jiang Muye praised her from the bottom of his heart.

Leng Ruoli's little face was bright red, like a lychee—pink outside, red inside, utterly charming in a thousand ways.

Her small cherry lips were pink and pouty, rippling with a sweet smile.

Her soft hands came to rest on Jiang Muye's shoulders, and she subconsciously leaned over.

Jiang Muye felt a weight, but it wasn't heavy at all. Especially with her graceful figure leaning against his side, it gave off a very soul-stirring beauty.

"Was I not beautiful before?" Leng Ruoli's beautiful eyes gazed at him with a smile.

"You were, but I think you're even more beautiful now."

Jiang Muye wasn't saying anything against his heart.

Being able to play like mandarin ducks in the same pool—wasn't that even more tempting?

It was just that she was pregnant now, and no matter how much Jiang Muye couldn't hold himself back, he had to control it. He absolutely couldn't lose control of the brakes and do something indecent to her.

Otherwise the baby would see their dad acting like a hooligan, and there was also the chance that if he was too fierce, something might go wrong.

Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly, a hint of tenderness in her eyes. "But I think you're handsome and good-looking no matter when."

Her face pressed against Jiang Muye's shoulder as she asked, "Want something to drink? Red wine or brandy?"

"Neither. Although drinking can add to the mood, you're pregnant right now, darling. No matter how lacking in conscience I am, I should still be a qualified dad in front of the baby," Jiang Muye told Leng Ruoli earnestly.

Leng Ruoli nodded, very satisfied. "That's right."

Jiang Muye reached out and gently stroked Leng Ruoli's hair. "In a bit, before we sleep, we'll drink hot milk. It's good for me, helps me sleep, and it's good for you too—the baby can grow strong and healthy."

Leng Ruoli was like a cute little rabbit. She nodded, the corners of her mouth curling up in satisfaction. "That's right. Then in a bit I'll go heat the milk."

Jiang Muye wrapped his arms around Leng Ruoli's little waist and said, "No need. I'll go heat it for you. For now, let's just enjoy the moment. Don't work so hard."

Jiang Muye was also unwilling to have his darling running around busily. Actually, he didn't particularly want to eat anything—he just wanted someone to be there to keep him company.

Warmth rippled in Leng Ruoli's eyes. She rested her little face on Jiang Muye's shoulder and said with a smile, "Then let me give you a massage now."

"Sure. Let's see if your technique is up to par."

His darling wanted to massage him, so naturally Jiang Muye was willing.

Jiang Muye leaned his body against the side of the pool, placing both hands on the edge.

Leng Ruoli was behind Jiang Muye, and suddenly Jiang Muye felt her pour something onto his back.

"What's this? It's so hot." Jiang Muye gave a start and asked.

Leng Ruoli smiled. "Massage oil."

"You prepared so thoroughly, you even have this?" Jiang Muye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Since I'm going to give you a massage, then of course I have to be thorough."

The corners of Jiang Muye's mouth subconsciously curled upward. "Alright, then I'll do as you say. Whatever you want to do, just do it."

Jiang Muye had no objections. He'd just enjoy it anyway.

Right now he was just praying his darling's massage technique wasn't as bad as her cooking. Other than that, he had no objections whatsoever.

Seeing Jiang Muye lying flat, the corners of Leng Ruoli's mouth involuntarily turned up.

He clearly wanted to immerse himself in the massage, but it was very hard to calm down.

These were his darling's hands, truly so soft. It felt like they'd melt at a single touch.

Not to mention her little hands so gently kneading open the oil, stroking along his back.