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

Then, as she put her hand down, she turned around and walked back to her suitcase with her hands and feet moving in unison.

He squatted down, trying to take out his clothes, but repeatedly took them out and put them back.

Clearly, his mind wasn't on that.

The sound of water inside quickly stopped, leaving only the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

Ke Guidu clutched the clothes inside his suitcase.

He didn't hear the bathroom door open until he heard her call out to him, asking him to come over.

He let go and walked toward the person leaning against the bathroom door.

He lowered his head, placed his hand on the back of her neck, and as she tilted her head back to give him space, he asked, "Can we keep a new one?"

His voice was a little hoarse as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling the faint, pleasant scent of the shower gel he had bought for her.

What you can't smell on him, you can smell on Wen Zhining.

They used the same shampoo and body wash.

Therefore, they will always be the best of friends, an inseparable artist and manager.

Thinking of this, Ke Guidu couldn't help but nuzzle his head against her neck, waiting for her response.

"Okay," she agreed.

The head buried in her neck immediately started moving.

Wen Zhining casually stroked his head, enjoying the sensation of his kisses mixed with gentle nibbling.

Her hair was still tied up, not down. In the past, Ke Guidu would often accidentally bite her hair.

Now that he hasn't touched it, he feels a little out of place.

"Let your hair down, okay?" he asked softly, kissing her neck.

Just as Wen Zhining was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

It's the hotel delivery person; they've come to deliver the food.

"Go open the door." She patted the back of his head.

Ke Guidu left dejectedly.

"Let me see what you bought?" she said cheerfully, sitting in front of the coffee table and beckoning him to come over.

I took the bags of food from his hand.

Snail rice noodles, roasted chicken legs, grilled cold noodles, milk tea...

"These are all my favorite foods. I didn't spoil you for nothing."

He was still standing there when he heard this. He responded softly and nodded in agreement, saying, "Thank you for being so kind to me just now, my manager."

It means we haven't finished showering her with love yet.

I gave the hotel food delivery staff a bad review.

"I'm going to take a shower first." He rummaged through his suitcase and grabbed a piece of clothing at random.

Wen Zhining packed this suitcase last night after I went to sleep in Keguidu.

It contained her own clothes and belongings.

The next morning, after Ke Guidu woke up, he opened his suitcase, glanced at it, and without hesitation, stuffed his clothes and belongings into it as well.

"You were so shy about taking my clothes just now. If you're shy, don't squeeze into a suitcase with me," Wen Zhining said, taking a sip of milk tea.

"You have so little stuff, packing two suitcases is too much trouble." He scoffed. "I'm not shy."

Yes...yes, I saw her body...

Thinking of this, Ke Guidu's breathing became erratic, and he stumbled into the bathroom.

Hearing the faint laughter still coming from outside, Ke Guidu covered his ears.

My ears twitched; the sound outside had stopped.

He turned on the shower, and the water flowed down his skin as he washed, closing his eyes.

The image of Wen Zhining opening the door still flashed through my mind.

Her fair skin was also covered in water, and she stretched out her hands to hook his chin and lift it up, flesh touching flesh.

He hugged her and kissed her neck, still dressed.

But just now, she wasn't wearing anything, and she just hooked her arm around him through the door, hooked her arm around him, hooked her arm around it.

Ke Guidu pursed his lips, opened his eyes, and looked down.

Finally, the temperature dropped, and the water became very cold, washing over his body.

He's a man, and even his best manager friend is such a beautiful and perfect woman, so it's inevitable that he'll get aroused.

Yes, that's it.

Their friendship is purely platonic.

Seeing him finally come out, Wen Zhining wiped her hands and said, "Come and eat something, then we'll go to sleep."