Chapter 722: Wedding Night 2

Leng Ruoli gave Jiang Muye a bashful punch. "Don't take things too far."

"I know. I have a sense of propriety," Jiang Muye assured her confidently.

After reaching the bathroom, Jiang Muye first filled the tub with water, making sure the temperature was just right—not too cold, not too hot.

Leng Ruoli, meanwhile, had been set down by Jiang Muye onto the marble sink counter. She swung her slender, fair legs slightly, watching him bustle about with a satisfied look.

"Do you want flower petals added?" Jiang Muye asked.

"No need. Too much hassle." Leng Ruoli didn't want to tire Jiang Muye out, otherwise the tub would need cleaning afterward.

"Let's add some. It sets the mood." Jiang Muye smiled, then went to fetch some petals and scattered them into the tub. He also made it a bubble bath, adding some bath essential oils so her skin would stay soft and fair.

Jiang Muye even went to the trouble of creating a romantic atmosphere, deliberately fetching some candles and lighting them.

"Turn off the lights. It'll definitely look great," Jiang Muye said, and he acted on it immediately, eagerly switching off the lights. With the room plunged into dimness, the candles made everything look incredibly romantic and beautiful.

Seeing this, Leng Ruoli clasped her hands together in delight. "It's like something out of an idol drama. So pretty!"

Jiang Muye smiled at Leng Ruoli. "If you're willing, every day can be an idol drama."

Jiang Muye had no desire to turn things into some family ethics drama—how boring. Every day had plenty of trivial matters to deal with. Being the lead in an idol drama, falling in love, going to work when you felt like it—wasn't that more comfortable?

"Have you ever seen idol drama leads who have to become a dad and a mom?" Leng Ruoli, led by Jiang Muye, untied her bathrobe and stepped into the tub.

"There are always some. I just haven't seen many. We'll binge-watch some to catch up later," Jiang Muye nodded, then helped Leng Ruoli gently into the tub.

Leng Ruoli sat facing Jiang Muye, pressed against his chest.

She ran her fingers through her hair and immediately said, "My hair is so stiff. It's all hair gel."

Jiang Muye reached out and stroked it. "It is a bit stiff. Mainly for holding the style."

Leng Ruoli tried hard to wash it with water, but there was really too much hair gel. No matter how she tugged, it wouldn't come out.

"It's so hard to wash~"

She looked at Jiang Muye with a pitiful expression.

Jiang Muye immediately received the signal.

He said to Leng Ruoli, "Don't worry. I'll help you."

He reached out and washed her hair with shampoo, carefully working out the hair gel, afraid of pulling out her hair.

Otherwise, his darling would give him a resentful little look.

Thinking of that scene, Jiang Muye could not help but want to laugh.

Jiang Muye washed her hair as gently as if he were washing his own, softly massaging it.

Slowly, his efforts paid off.

Jiang Muye saw the hair gel on Leng Ruoli's hair gradually disappearing. She was even acting like a little kitten, looking especially content. "This Tony the Stylist is pretty good. I'll give him a five-star review."

"Just a five-star review? Is there no other reward?" Jiang Muye asked with a smile.

"Then I'll transfer you some money." Leng Ruoli said, about to pick up her phone.

Jiang Muye pretended to look surprised. "Am I going to end up living like my dad, with the financial power in my darling's hands? I'll have to hand over my salary on time, and my darling will give me a fixed monthly allowance, so I can only secretly stash away private savings?"

"That does sound pretty pitiful, but I think you've actually given me a useful idea. How about we try it?" Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly, looking at him with a playful gaze.

Jiang Muye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Darling, spare me! I'm at least a CEO. If I want to treat my department subordinates to a meal, I'd have to report the situation to my darling and beg her for money. That would be so unbearable."

"Then we can use a reimbursement system. I'll give you an unlimited card, and I'll pay it back for you," Leng Ruoli thought for a moment and said.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Muye's gaze turned resentful. "Darling, you've definitely been led astray. Did Mother-in-Law give you some bad idea?"

His darling hadn't been like this before. How had she learned to be bad!

"It wasn't my mom who taught me. It was Sister Mi Lu. I think it's worth trying. She said men go bad once they have money," Leng Ruoli harrumphed.

Jiang Muye leaned in, smiling as he looked at Leng Ruoli. "Oh? So have I gone bad now?"

As he spoke, he splashed water about, launching various attacks on Leng Ruoli. She laughed and dodged. "Not bad yet—you're so bad! Let me go~"

"I'm washing you~!"

"Where are you washing! Hubby~" Leng Ruoli's little face was bright red.

"We have to wash you all clean and pristine. Everywhere needs washing!"

"Stinky hubby! Bad! Bullying me!"

"You're going to withhold my money and only give me a little pocket money. How is that bad? It's just like everyone says—marriage is the grave of love. In the blink of an eye, I've already stepped into this grave." Jiang Muye sighed.

He said that, but his face was overflowing with happiness.

"I'm just messing with you. How could I possibly withhold your money? I have my own money too~ You're a man, the pillar of the family. How could I let you live in poverty!" Leng Ruoli replied with a smile.

Even though she had married Jiang Muye, she didn't want him to become a henpecked husband at all.

What she hoped for more was for the two of them to manage their family well, live happily, with equal status, mutual respect, and mutual support.

"Looking at it this way, I'm still somewhat lucky. I didn't follow in my dad's footsteps." Jiang Muye circled Leng Ruoli's slender waist and kissed the nape of her neck.

Leng Ruoli's face flushed slightly, and she draped her arms around Jiang Muye's neck.

She said, "Your dad is your dad. You are your dad—you're two different individuals. Besides, your darlings aren't the same. How could you follow in his footsteps?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Jiang Muye burst out laughing.

He teased, "So you're saying my mom is bad, that she mistreated my mom? Aren't you afraid I'll go tattle?"

Upon hearing Jiang Muye's words, her skin turned completely red, and she immediately explained to Jiang Muye, "That's not what I meant at all! How could you overinterpret me like that! So annoying~!"

Jiang Muye reached out and pinched Leng Ruoli's tender little face. "Just teasing you. Look at you getting all anxious. Do I look like the kind of person who would sell out his wife for glory?"

Leng Ruoli responded sweetly, "Of course not."

"Then that's that!" Jiang Muye pinned Leng Ruoli's hair up with a shark clip so it wouldn't stick to her cheeks and make her uncomfortable, and so it wouldn't feel wet when he pressed against her.