Scheming and Seduction in Quick Transmigration: The Heroine's Beloved is Mine

"I like anything my junior gives me."

The moment Duan Nianshu finished speaking, she gently kissed his cheek.

He deliberately bent over, matching the height of the person sitting down, so that she could easily kiss him.

"Do you like it?" Wen Zhining asked.

How could he not like it?

My junior is so cute; even when giving gifts, she does it in such a sweet and soft way.

He should reciprocate in kind.

He placed his hands on his knees, bent down, and kissed her face.

After a long while, he reluctantly withdrew.

"like."

"Junior sister."

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhining asked, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Duan Nianshu gazed at her for a long time, one hand stroking her hair, tucking it behind her ear without letting go, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I didn't bite you this time, junior." He seemed to be trying to win her over and seek a reward.

"Then, as a reward, senior, you can do it again." She tapped her cheek and winked.

When his lips touched her cheek again, Duan Nianshu closed his eyes and thought.

How can there be such an obedient junior?

I really want to hug him.

Finally, he moved his hand slightly, but only gripped the back of her neck.

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Jia Meimei asked Wen Zhining for her opinion, subtly suggesting that she sign up for her own club.

She had a very optimistic idea: even if he was hired after the final interview, he would have to work under her and follow her orders.

Thinking of this, Jia Meimei felt a surge of pride as she looked at Wen Zhining's WeChat Moments post about going to eat hot pot with Duan Nianshu.

Wen Zhining won't be arrogant for long. Once she joins the student council, they'll dump a ton of work on her.

Then she'll go out for hot pot with Duan Nianshu.

When Duan Nianshu asked her, she said that Wen Zhining insisted on working with her troupe.

Jia Meimei tidied herself up and happily headed to the club recruitment site.

At the student council recruitment booth, the tents were set up. Jia Meimei nodded to the others and sat down indifferently.

The venue was large, with fans blowing, and Jia Meimei sat there leisurely.

Many younger students came to learn more, filled out forms to register, and then were scheduled for interviews.

If a minister has someone he likes, he can make the appointment directly, but there will definitely be a limit to the number of people he can appoint.

A department can hire a maximum of five to six people.

Jia Meimei waited and waited, until the midday sun was at its strongest, and she couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to leave, but Wen Zhining said that she and Duan Nianshu would be there soon.

In order to be able to contact Duan Nianshu, Jia Meimei sat down and waited for a while longer.

The fan broke down at that point.

"What's going on?" The senior student went over to check, puzzled, and then glanced at the fan of the recruitment club next door.

Everything else was working fine, except for their fan, which had stopped running.

Jia Meimei endured it, loudly urging them to bring over a new fan, "What are you sitting there for? Can't you see I'm sweating buckets? Hurry up and get a new one!"

The senior rolled his eyes, but still decided to go to the classroom and bring one over.

"Where are we?" Jia Meimei asked Wen Zhining impatiently.

[Soon] After replying to Jia Meimei, Wen Zhining dragged Duan Nianshu to buy a cup of milk tea.

When Duan Nianshu finished paying and handed her the milk tea with the straw inserted, she received a reward as usual.

He looked at the girl who kissed his cheek with a smile in his eyes.

"How was your day of classes, junior?"

After military training ends, even if clubs recruit new members, classes will start again.

"The first day was full of boring classes, so boring." Wen Zhining held a milk tea in one hand and linked her arm with his with the other, pressing her body close to his.

Today she wore the dress that Duan Nianshu bought, which made Duan Nianshu look at her frequently. He thought about calling the store later to ask if they had any new arrivals.

"Senior, shouldn't we be heading out now? We've been wandering around campus for ages, and the senior is waiting for me to register."

"But junior, haven't I been good to you?" Duan Nianshu asked, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance that even he couldn't detect.

"It's great." Wen Zhining smiled. "I wore a dress that my senior bought for me, and I really like it."

"Then why go to Jia Meimei's department?" Duan Nianshu turned his head away and looked elsewhere.

He wanted to signal to her that he was angry, but he couldn't help turning back to look at her.

Seeing her smiling face with her eyes crinkled, his heart softened.

The junior is so cute and innocent, she doesn't understand anything.

Blame Jia Meimei for luring away his innocent junior.

"My senior has been taking good care of me lately. She seems to really want me to go to her area and keeps urging me to sign up as soon as possible."

"Let's go, senior." Wen Zhining tugged at him. "Let's go take a look first. Senior has been waiting over there for a long time."

"I don't want to go." He stood still, letting her pull him a few times.

Seeing that he refused, Wen Zhining stood there looking at him and called out to him in a flat voice, "Senior."

The part-time senior at the bubble tea shop watched Duan Nianshu follow the junior students, whispering and coaxing them, and clicked her tongue.

Jamie was sweating profusely from the heat, felt like there were many stars in front of her, and felt dizzy.

Why hasn't Wen Zhining arrived yet?

"It's good that you said she fell on the road, but you should have let me know."

Jia Meimei's voice was light and lifeless, yet she was still thinking about Wen Zhining's miserable state.

The senior student next to him: "..."

"Why don't you just leave and go?" The senior student gripped the small fan tightly, as if afraid she would snatch it away, and advised her.

"Go back to your dorm and turn on the air conditioning. I've brought a whole typhoon fan and I'm not using one. I suspect it's because you're here."

"No, I want to wait for the New Year's Tree."

Before long, Jia Meimei saw Duan Nianshu slowly walking over.

He was holding a cup of milk tea in one hand, and turned his head to say something to the girl next to him.

The girl next to him wore a blue dress and had her hair tied up in a high ponytail with a blue hair tie. Her exposed skin was fair and delicate, and her bright and exquisite face made one want to hold her in their palm and cherish her.

But Jia Meimei found it an eyesore and lingered around Duan Nianshu like a ghost.

"Okay, this is the last milk tea of ​​the week. I won't drink any more." Wen Zhining responded to Duan Nianshu's words that she shouldn't drink too much milk tea and walked up to Jia Meimei.

"Why is it so hot?" Duan Nianshu frowned, looking at the several typhoon fans placed inside the shed.

"Nian Shu, you're here. I'm so hot." Jia Meimei hunched over, her voice sounding like she was dying, and she reached out her hand tremblingly to touch him.

"Senior, are you alright?" Wen Zhining asked worriedly.

Duan Nianshu had already taken out a small fan.

When Jia Meimei saw it, she thought it was for her, and her mood improved, and she felt like she had regained some energy.

"Nian Shu, you're the best. You carry a fan with you. Look at him, he has a fan and he blows it on himself. He even sits far away from me so I won't get cold."

The senior student, who was being accused by Jia Meimei, rolled his eyes and continued to enjoy the fan.

Duan Nianshu didn't say anything, turned on the small fan to its highest setting, and handed it to Wen Zhining.

"This fan belongs to my junior, you wouldn't steal it from her, would you?" Duan Nianshu smiled. "It's hers, it's okay for her to keep it, right?"

Jia Meimei instantly recalled how she snatched back the fan that belonged to Wen Zhining when the new students started school.

She said the same thing back then.

Jia Meimei moved her lips, "Nian Shu, do you really have to be so petty with me?"