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

"It's Brother He and Sister Ning!" Gan Weiyan clapped and cheered.

Wen Zhining smiled and glanced at Luan Keke. "Keke, you don't mind, do you? I'm just kissing my brother, otherwise people will say I can't take a joke."

Luan Keke looked at He Yuheng with a wronged expression, but he didn't say a word. It seemed that he was cooperating very well with Wen Zhining in doing this task.

"I don't mind," she whispered.

Would she mind? He Yuheng didn't mind, but she wouldn't dare repeat her experience at the bar last time.

He Yuheng stared intently at Wen Zhining, watching her straddle his lap and face him. He smiled, tucked her hair behind her ear, and pulled her closer to him, his arms around her waist.

"Thank me," he said.

Wen Zhining scoffed and bit his lips.

He Yuheng stuck out the tip of his tongue and pressed it against her teeth. She went limp and pulled her teeth back. He slowly traced the shape of her lips before moving them in.

She parted her lips slightly, allowing him to explore further.

He Yuheng hugged her tightly, kissed her lips, and their tongues intertwined intimately.

Their breaths mingled, making intimate kissing sounds, with Wen Zhining straddling his lap.

The time wasn't over yet, and the two were reluctant to part. He Yuheng pressed one hand on the back of her head and the other hand held her slender waist.

Beneath the skirt, he resisted...

The breaths escaping from their throats were tightly sealed by their lips and teeth.

"It's time!" Luan Keke was being held back by Liu Yunxi and couldn't go over to stop her, so she could only look at Wei Hua, who was keeping time.

A minute isn't that slow.

Looking at the three-minute mark on his watch, Wei Hua said unhurriedly, "That's enough, let's end it here. They're going to get angry and we can't take this anymore."

"Kissing like that?!" Luan Keke pointed to the hand inside Wen Zhining's clothes, her eyes red.

I still can't bear to take it out.

The two were told to separate, but they lingered for a while, reluctant to part. Only after hearing Luan Keke's words did Wen Zhining finally hold He Yuheng down.

He Yuheng opened his eyes and looked up at Wen Zhining, staring at her intently.

He slowly withdrew from her mouth, burying his face in her neck, breathing heavily, his eyes slightly red, exuding a sensual desire.

He pursed his lips, lazily rested his head on her shoulder, still savoring the moment, completely oblivious to what was being said outside.

"Feels good." He chuckled softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Wen Zhining quickly pulled his hand away, saying, "That's how it is when you get carried away kissing, Coco, are you really going to fuss about this?"

"Forget it, I knew I shouldn't have played this game. Your girlfriend is so boring." Wen Zhining tried to get off his lap.

"My partner hasn't said anything yet," Wen Zhining said, glancing at her male colleague.

His expression wasn't good either. Even though he had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel sorry for her when he saw it, and forced a smile at her.

He Yuheng pressed her down and whispered, "You haven't laughed yet, sit down and help me laugh."

"Coco is already angry, and you're still acting like this!" she scolded playfully.

"What's wrong?" He frowned slightly, glancing at Luan Keke with some impatience. "You said you wanted to get to know everyone and integrate, but who are you giving that attitude to?"

"Coco, no one but me will spoil you. We were just playing a game, and you said you didn't mind. Now you're doing this again. I really can't consider you a friend anymore." Wen Zhining said, still sitting on He Yuheng's lap, her cheek pressed against his chest.

Behind the scenes, one won, and the other did not.

He told her about it in a low voice, his chest trembling, and he smiled ambiguously.

"You're still saying these things." Her lips were red and glistening from his kisses, and she exuded a captivating charm. She patted his chest, looked up at him, and her eyes sparkled.

They always did this, completely ignoring Luan Keke, whispering their own little secrets, their eyes filled with an ambiguous look that belonged only to the two of them.

Luan Keke cried.

He Yuheng was still holding Wen Zhining tightly, his arms around her waist, his eyes lowered as he savored the kiss they had just shared. He felt only annoyed by her crying.

She disturbed him, disrupting his peace of mind.

"Go outside and cry if you want to," he said bluntly, his voice full of impatience.

"You're still hugging each other now, and you even slept in the same bed before. Do you even care about me?" Luan Keke questioned loudly.

After holding back my emotions for so long, I finally broke down.

Wen Zhining didn't know why she wanted to laugh so much.

"Do you even respect me?" Liu Yunxi said sarcastically. "Big sister, didn't you know they had a good relationship when you first met us? Why are you crying?"

Wen Zhining pretended to get up, but her body went limp and she fell back onto He Yuheng.

Both of them closed their eyes comfortably.

Wen Zhining bit her lip and glared at He Yuheng, who looked innocent and gestured for her to get up.

"Can't you see that Wen Zhining likes Brother He?" Luan Keke asked, crying.

"Little sister," Wen Zhining shrugged, "I wouldn't be interested in my dog ​​son. Kissing is just a dare, and sleeping together is just brotherhood."

"Why is your girlfriend making such a fuss? I think she's just another one who sees me as a rival. It's so annoying." Wen Zhining poked He Yuheng's chest in annoyance.

"I'm not playing anymore, I want to go home." Luan Keke stepped forward. "Brother He, shall we go home? You can take me."

Wen Zhining leaned against him without saying a word.

We definitely can't go back in this situation, otherwise we'll notice something's wrong with them.

His pants...

"You guys go back first." He Yuheng rubbed Wen Zhining's back. "I'll play with Wen Zhining a little longer."

Liu Yunxi quickly pulled Luan Keke outside, saying, "Let's go, let's go. Since you said you don't want to play anymore, let's go outside."

The male colleague glanced at Wen Zhining, then left and closed the door.

Wen Zhining picked up a glass of wine from the table and took a sip. "Your boyfriend is driving me crazy! When are you coming down?"

"Would you like me to get you an ice cube?"

"You want me to die?" He Yuheng pinched one of her cheeks and pulled it outwards. "Wait a little longer, or I'll have someone bring some clothes, hmm?"

"Okay," Wen Zhining replied, her voice becoming charming, her cheeks flushed, and she tugged at her skirt, starting to rub against him.

He Yuheng had just picked up his phone to send a message when she slapped it away.

"Wen Zhining?" He frowned as he looked at her. "What's wrong with you? Are you being difficult?"

"hiss……"

His pent-up emotions surged even more intensely, and Wen Zhining kissed his face and lips haphazardly, making him tremble all over.

It wasn't until he saw his clothes fall to the ground that He Yuheng realized how cooperative he had been.

"Wen Zhining?" His voice softened, becoming slightly hoarse, concerned for her condition. "Why are you so hot? What's wrong?"

"I'm so hot..." Wen Zhining's kisses gradually landed on his spot, "I don't know why..."

She was in great pain, writhing on top of him, pleading, "He Gou, please help me."