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

Looking at her unusually earnest yet dependent movements, Jiang Jihe couldn't bring himself to say a word of refusal.

Besides, he never refuses her.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as if he was trying to swallow some surging emotion.

Wen Zhining tentatively took his hand, and he stiffened but did not pull away.

Her soft hand slipped into his palm, the temperature the same as when they went upstairs in the dormitory that day. It was as if the surrounding air had been sucked away, leaving only her scent, which made his heart flutter.

Even more intensely than that day, the emotions overflowed.

After she took his hand and confirmed that he didn't object, Wen Zhining led him to her room.

Jiang Jihe closed his eyes briefly, stroked the back of her hand a few times with his fingertips, and gently took her hand in his.

He entered Wen Zhining's room.

When he delivered the trophy to her that day, her bedroom door was wide open, but he didn't dare to look at it, feeling that it was inappropriate and impolite.

But now, he was personally led into the room by Wen Zhining.

This realization sent a surge of excitement through his entire body.

Wen Zhining wanted to pull him onto the bed, but she only realized what was happening the moment he touched the edge of the bed.

He propped himself up on the bed with one hand and squeezed Wen Zhining's hand, which he was still holding, with the other. His tense body was full of restraint and forbearance.

Her eyes, even in the room illuminated only by the table lamp, carried an ambiguous aggressiveness.

He propped himself up and stood by the bed, letting go of her hand. "I'll go get the blanket and make a makeshift bed next to you so I can sleep with you."

"Is it good?" he asked in a low voice.

"it is good."

After receiving her reply, Jiang Jihe went back to get the pillow and blanket, then returned to Wen Zhining's room, closed the door, and laid the blanket on the floor next to her bed.

Wen Zhining took a blanket from the cabinet and covered him with it.

Looking at the familiar blanket, Jiang Jihe chuckled softly, "Ningning covered me with this blanket the other day."

He remembers.

I still remember the scene when I teased her that day.

Having probably guessed as much, Wen Zhining didn't respond and climbed back into bed.

Jiang Jihe made no attempt to hide his laughter.

"Ningning helped me to the restroom that day, thank you Ningning."

This person still wants to bring it up.

Wen Zhining was so angry that she shrank into the blankets, not wanting to see him.

Jiang Jihe was still sitting. Seeing this, he smiled and pulled the blanket up a bit, letting her peek out.

Don't get bored.

Wen Zhining turned over and faced away from her.

Looking at the figure on the bed with a little temper, Jiang Jihe coaxed her gently.

"Don't be angry, Ningning."

"Ningning, turn around so I can see you."

"I'll make breakfast for Ningning tomorrow. Turn around so I can see. I'll make something delicious for Ningning."

"Ningning..."

His eyes were smiling as he poked her back with his finger, which she slapped away. He poked her again.

It was a very enjoyable experience.

In the next room, Wen Yuesheng was sleeping soundly.

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midnight.

Jiang Jihe regained his senses and felt a warm, soft source of heat in his arms.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Zhining, who had come in after drinking water outside, and went straight to sleep next to him.

In a daze, I couldn't find the bed at all, so I assumed that a pillow would do and fell asleep again while holding him.

Jiang Jihe paused, realizing that this was wrong; he had been inconsiderate and had lost his distance.

Besides, his brother is sleeping next door, so what's the point of him sleeping with his sister like this?

But looking at her sleeping face, Jiang Jihe couldn't push her away no matter what he did.

Her breath sprayed onto his chest, arousing a burning, unbearable itch in him. His jaw tightened, as if he was suppressing something.

"Brother, don't go..." She leaned her head against his chest, her voice soft and fragile.

Jiang Jihe wrapped his arms around her waist one last time and closed his eyes.

"Okay, Ningning, I won't leave."

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This morning, Jiang Jihe came out of Wen Zhining's room and bumped into Wen Yuesheng, who was coming out of the toilet.

"Awake?" Wen Yuesheng urged him quickly, "Hurry up and brush your teeth and then make breakfast."

Jiang Jihe touched his nose and went into the bathroom.

After coming out, he went into Wen Zhining's room and woke up the person on the bed.

He carried the person back after he got up.

I put the blankets on the floor back in another room, and then went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

"Ningning, get up!" Wen Yuesheng called from the doorway. "Your brother made breakfast, not me. Come out and eat."

He's sarcastic and unsettling.

Jiang Jihe almost thought he knew they slept together last night.

Wen Zhining knew what day it was. After getting up and washing up, Jiang Jihe's egg rolls and shrimp wontons were ready.

The aroma was so enticing that Wen Yuesheng finished his bowl and ate an egg roll.

Jiang Jihe: "..."

Looking at the few wontons left in the pot, Jiang Jihe said bluntly, "I made these for Ningning, don't eat them."

Wen Yuesheng: "..."

"I thought nobody wanted it when you put it on the table," Wen Yuesheng said shamelessly, and then ate another egg roll.

"Also, my sister can't eat that much, I'm just helping her out."

"So, I'm not going to eat it?" Jiang Jihe asked.

"You don't have to eat it."

"Then you don't have to go to Ningning's exam; I can do it."

Wen Zhining covered her mouth and laughed.

Wen Yuesheng muttered a couple of curses silently, but refrained from saying them aloud because Wen Zhining was there.

After finishing eating, Wen Yuesheng stood behind Wen Zhining, intending to tie her hair up.

But usually she's quite satisfied with the treatment, even though he does it well. This time, however, she frowned and insisted that he hurt her.

Jiang Jihe quickly stopped him: "Don't do that to her, can't you just stop her from doing it?"

"Then who will do the acupuncture for her? She doesn't want to do it herself when she gets up early in the morning," Wen Yuesheng said.

Wen Zhining looked at him with a pitiful expression.

Jiang Jihe couldn't stand the look in his eyes, so he pushed Wen Yuesheng aside and stood in Wen Yuesheng's place.

"I'll do it."

Wen Yuesheng: "?"

Have you ever styled someone's hair?

"You can learn if you don't know how." Jiang Jihe began to fiddle with Wen Zhining's hair.

He touched it in the middle of the night, and it had the same feel—very smooth.

"Alright, a genius is a genius." Wen Yuesheng gave a thumbs up. "I'll see how you end up with this."

After saying that, he went to check the things Wen Zhining brought for the exam.

One was busy with all the tools for her exam, while the other carefully and attentively tied her hair up, afraid of hurting her.

When Wen Yuesheng saw the final hairstyle, he laughed so hard he almost fainted.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahaha, what is this?"

Wen Zhining and Jiang Jihe were both afraid he would laugh so hard he would fly away.

Wen Zhining took out a mirror and looked at herself. Hmm, two crooked braids hung down in front of her.

Clearly a beginner.

But with her face like that, even with her messy hair, she still has a kind of messy beauty.

"Brother, we should go now. If you keep laughing, I'll leave with Brother Jihe first." Wen Zhining said expressionlessly.

"Hahahaha." Wen Yuesheng was still laughing. "This isn't as good as mine. Looks like even the top student isn't very good at it."

Wen Zhining: "..."

Jiang Jihe: "..."

Judging from his smug look, Jiang Jihe would have already made a move if it were any other time.

But Ningning was there, and besides, the other party was Ningning's brother.

"My haircut really didn't turn out well. How about I hire a hairstylist?" Jiang Jihe suggested.

Wen Zhining's eyes widened. "Brother, what are you saying? It's not that serious. I think it looks great."

"Hahahaha!" Wen Yuesheng laughed loudly.

Wen Zhining couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Jiang Jihe out the door, saying, "No need for all this. I'm taking an exam, not doing anything else."

Seeing that the two had left, Wen Yuesheng finally stopped laughing. He quickly checked everything again, packed the things he needed for the exam, and closed the door.

Wen Zhining had already boarded Jiang Jihe's car.

Having successfully provoked the two men, they drove off first.

There were many parents outside the school's examination hall. Jiang Jihe parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned around.

"Ningning, we've arrived."

Seeing the tense expression on her face as she looked at the crowd outside the school, Jiang Jihe turned to her side to unbuckle her seatbelt and gently stroked her hand on her lap, silently comforting her.

"Brother." Wen Zhining looked at him with teary eyes.

Jiang Jihe placed his hand on the back of her head and tentatively leaned against him.

She nestled into his arms, silent, her hands clutching his clothes.