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

It's no secret that the two of them occasionally stay together.

It was once revealed that Wen Zhining and Ke Guidu were taking a car home, but Wen Zhining was not in the company car when it left.

Not long after, Wen Zhining posted a photo of Ke Guidu eating at home.

Just as fans were about to ask, Ke Guidu himself posted a Weibo saying, "Luckily, my manager was home waking me up, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get up. I was busy working with my manager all night last night."

Fans were relieved to learn that Wen Zhining stayed at Ke Guidu's house to handle work.

As a result, Wen Zhining and Ke Guidu even trended on social media with the hashtag "[Hardworking but Unlucky Working People]".

"You guys need to get some rest. Don't stay up all night, or you'll lose your energy," the fans said with concern.

"When Ningjie stayed at her brother's house, did she live next door to him?"

"Sister Ning, is your brother's house big?"

Before they could answer the questions, the car they had called arrived, and they had to reluctantly say goodbye to their fans.

Ke Guidu turned back several times to wave to his fans before getting into the car.

After getting into the car, he completely collapsed. "I'm so tired, manager."

"What are you tired of? Just sign and wave." She was speechless. "I'm the one who's tired."

"Sister, you've worked so hard." Ke Guidu quickly massaged her shoulders. "Standing next to me in front of all my fans must be exhausting."

Wen Zhining closed her eyes comfortably, "A little harder."

He increased the pressure a little, and heard her let out a soft moan of satisfaction, her ear tips turning slightly red.

"How's the pressure?"

"great."

Ke Guidu smiled.

Then, remembering what the fans had just said, she complained, "Why do they keep asking you questions? Don't you know it's annoying?"

"You know what my family is like, why should I tell them?"

The person whose shoulder he was massaging did not respond; instead, they gradually softened and leaned into his arms.

He lowered his eyes, and his hand, which had been on his shoulder, slipped down and encircled her, holding her firmly in his arms.

She fell asleep.

Her soft breath fell on him, seeping through his clothes. He gently brushed the hair that had fallen across her face behind her back, careful not to disturb her.

The car was parked outside the hotel we had booked.

Ke Guidu got out of the car first, gently picked up the person, and went into the hotel.

The hotel receptionist watched him carry Wen Zhining in like a princess and touched her heart.

They were still jumping.

Oh, she's not a fan of Ke Guidu.

That's fine.

With a warm smile, she filled out the form and even thoughtfully offered to leave her post to press the elevator button for him, only to see the person in his arms gradually wake up.

The person in his arms woke up groggily, not quite understanding what was happening, and nuzzled against his chest.

Ke Guidu noticed that she paused for a moment.

Seemingly realizing where she was and what she was doing, she looked around and then buried her face in his chest.

"Ke Guidu, why did you carry me in?" she asked through gritted teeth.

I wanted to get down, but as soon as I regained consciousness, my body went limp and I almost fell.

Ke Guidu managed to bring them back in time.

He sighed, "Sister, you should still hold me."

He patted her on the back, gesturing for her to wrap her arms around his neck.

Wen Zhining wrapped her arms around his neck, her hair falling on his neck and face, making Ke Guidu itch.

The fresh scent on his hair came from the shampoo he bought.

Ke Guidu held her in one arm and bounced her around a couple of times to find a comfortable position for her.

He stretched one hand forward and placed it on the front desk, his gaze still fixed on Wen Zhining.

The receptionist was stunned. Ke Guidu knocked on the table twice before handing him the two room keys.

The receptionist was still in shock as the two entered the elevator.

No wonder so many people are fans of Ke Guidu. Her looks are like a beauty straight out of a comic book. Her delicate face paired with that beauty mark is even more captivating.

Especially when Wen Zhining was still groggy after waking up, he didn't put her down. He let her hug him, picked her up with one hand, and took the room key with the other. His relaxed manner showed that he was very strong.

The sexual tension is overwhelming.

The hotel owner arrived shortly after and asked if she had received Ke Guidu.

The receptionist nodded. "He just went upstairs not long ago. Boss, you can get your autograph now."

"..."

"Who asked you that? I just wanted to tell you that you know in your heart what you should and shouldn't say, and you should close your eyes if you see something you shouldn't see."

"Oh," the receptionist replied, watching the boss leave.

Why would she close her eyes? It's just a male celebrity carrying his female manager into a hotel in a princess carry with one hand.

This shows that the two have a good relationship.

How reasonable!

The receptionist thought for a moment, then slapped the phone away, stopping her hand from sending a message to her friend.

Reasonable, reasonable...

Not worth posting, not worth posting...

The receptionist took a deep breath, clutching her heart, but felt incredibly suffocated.

The elevator is going up.

"Why are you hugging me?" Wen Zhining asked again when she saw that no one was in the elevator.

What if I get photographed?

"The receptionist didn't dare to say," Ke Guidu said slowly.

"I didn't wake you up because you were too tired and fell asleep, but you didn't appreciate it and even blamed me." He still felt a little wronged.

"Nonsense, if we get photographed like that, we'll be trending again." Wen Zhining tugged at his ear.

He lowered his head and pulled it for her; the elevator arrived.

The two of them had the entire floor to themselves; no one else lived there, so it was quiet and safe.

"Let's go ahead and do it. It's not like we haven't clarified things before. If we say a few words, the fans will believe us again."

He said nonchalantly, "Besides, you're my manager. What's wrong with me carrying you up here if you're so tired you've fallen asleep?"

"Our friendship is purely platonic; we help each other out."

He raised his chin slightly, speaking with great pride.

He opened the door, turned on the light, and put the person on the bed. He said softly, "I haven't taken my suitcase yet. I need to go downstairs again."

Wen Zhining nodded.

Ke Guidu then left.

When I returned with my suitcase, Wen Zhining was taking a shower.

Hearing the sound, she opened the bathroom door, poked her head out, and said, "You're back."

"Okay," he replied. "The receptionist said they'd bring some fruit later, so I ordered a meal too, all your favorites."

He opened his suitcase, glanced up at the bathroom, and froze.

Wen Zhining casually tied her hair into a bun, opened the door halfway and peeked out, revealing her fair collarbone and one leg. Her private parts were blocked behind the door, so he couldn't see them clearly.

The warm, clear water was still flowing over her body, down from her beautiful collarbone, past the two mounds he couldn't see, then to her outstretched legs, and finally dripping onto the ground.

The high temperature of the water gradually blurred her face and exposed skin.

Yet it possesses a unique kind of beauty.

She stretched her foot out the door. "Perfect timing, you're opening your suitcase. Get me my clothes."

Seeing that he didn't react, Wen Zhining called out again: "Clothes, and my underwear."

"And I'll also need your shower gel."

Ke Guidu's Adam's apple bobbed, and his mind suddenly became unsettled, though he himself couldn't pinpoint the reason.

But listening to Wen Zhining was what he should do.

He took her clothes out of the suitcase, his fingers lingering on the underwear for a moment.

He unconsciously rubbed it a couple of times.

"Return to the Ferry?" he heard her soft voice call to him.

His throat tightened, and he walked towards her, handing her his clothes and a bottle of shower gel.

His underwear was sandwiched between his clothes.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you looking at me?" Wen Zhining was a little puzzled by his reaction.

He kept his head down and awkwardly said, "It's nothing, you can close the door now."

She seemed to know something and burst out laughing.

"Are you sorry?" she said with a smile. "It's nothing. You're my artist, and I'm your manager. What's wrong with taking a look at some clothes? We're so familiar with each other."

She reached out a hand, hooked it under his chin, and water droplets slid down his chin and dripped down.

He heard the "tick-tock" sound very clearly.

"Do you want to bite?" she asked softly.

Ke Guidu lifted his head as she lifted his chin, looking at the person inside the door.

His Adam's apple bobbed wildly, as if in response to her words.

"Then let me wash it before you bite it, okay?" Her voice was seductive as she teased her chin.

Ke Guidu's gaze was fixed on her. This subtle exposure seemed to see through her naked body, causing a burning heat to surge within him that he could not quell.

"Okay," he replied obediently.