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

"You just answered me." He looked completely innocent. "I just asked you if I could bite it, and you hummed in agreement."

"Are you communicating with a sleeping person?" She pinched his ear, but still couldn't help but laugh.

"Anyway, you agreed, and I heard you." He pouted, pulled her clothes up a bit, then, feeling that her legs would get cold, pulled them down a bit more.

In the end, nothing was covered.

It was removed by Wen Zhining.

"Your coat can't possibly cover my whole body, give up," she said bluntly.

"Next time I'll bring my blankets from home too," he said earnestly.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, are you done recording?" she asked, sitting up.

"Recording is finished."

Wen Zhining picked up her phone and glanced at it; it was already midnight.

"Let's go back." Wen Zhining yawned, planning to catch up on a nap on the plane later.

Ke Guidu gently touched her eyes with concern. "Just go back and get some sleep. I'll go film by myself."

My schedule after returning to City A was to film a TV series.

Before filming, there needs to be a promotional event, also known as a launch ceremony, to show fans that filming is about to begin.

After he gets back, he will first have a costume fitting, makeup test, and then have photos taken of the character.

Basically, when he returned to City A, he only had two or three hours to sleep.

"Okay," Wen Zhining replied.

She added, "I never planned to go with you in the first place."

Ke Guidu: "..."

"I'm heartbroken by my manager."

"Cry for me to see." She laughed and pinched his cheeks, pulling them to both sides.

With such good looks, this face can look good no matter how you style it.

"I'm so happy to see you, how could I possibly cry?" the person whose face was being pulled mumbled.

Wen Zhining put her hand down. "Let's go, happy artist."

"Okay, my manager makes me happy."

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Even after fans know the itinerary, they will still come to greet you at the airport.

They still used the VIP passage, which was surrounded by railings on both sides, preventing them from crossing.

They could only stand on both sides, squeezing together, waiting for Ke Guidu to come out.

Ke Guidu looked at Wen Zhining beside him; she was rubbing her eyes and seemed to be in some discomfort.

Feeling a little anxious, he grabbed her hand, pinched her face through her mask, and made her look up at him.

"What's wrong? Rubbing your eyes? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Fans on both sides were still chanting his name, asking him to sign autographs and accept letters, while cell phone cameras were recording the scene as he came out, along with this moment.

"Hmm." Wen Zhining wanted to continue rubbing.

But her hand was held down by him, and she couldn't move.

She tried to break free.

"Sister, don't move." He frowned slightly, his expression worried. "Look at me, look into my eyes, let me take a look."

Wen Zhining could only look up at him.

He pulled her mask down a little, and Ke Guidu looked down into her eyes.

The two stopped at the doorway. They had just stepped out and were in a spot where fans could see them and take pictures. He held her hand with one hand and pinched her cheek with the other, looking down at her up close.

"What's wrong?"

"Is Ning's eye uncomfortable?"

"My goodness, is Sister Ning too tired?"

"Were you still hurt by that stalker?"

Fans are buzzing with discussion.

"I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."

Ke Guidu couldn't see anything in her eyes and, fearing there might be something wrong with them, hurriedly pulled her into the car.

"It must be that illegitimate child." He believed it. "She must have done something to you this morning, like sprinkling some kind of powder into your eyes from a distance."

He began to speculate.

"Let's talk to the fans first..." Wen Zhining hadn't finished speaking when he pulled her into the car.

The car door closed, and her words came to an abrupt halt.

"It's alright, Sister Ning! You should go get your eyes checked!"

"Sister Ning, please don't get hurt!"

The fans shouted at the departing car.

Ke Guidu completely pulled off her mask and cupped her face in his hands to look at her.

"Drive faster," he said, his voice unusually cold.

"Driver, let's go home," Wen Zhining said.

"Why go home? Go to the hospital!" Ke Guidu said anxiously. "Sister, go to the hospital."

"I'm fine," Wen Zhining explained. "I just slept on the plane, but I still felt a little sleepy, so I rubbed my eyes to wake myself up."

"Are you really alright?" He was a little worried. "Maybe you should still go to the hospital to get checked out."

"No need." Wen Zhining sighed, pressing the back of his neck closer to her, her eyes widening slightly as she blinked, "Look closely, isn't she so fresh and lovely?"

"Hmm," he responded, and didn't say anything more.

The moment their eyes met, he clearly saw his own reflection in her eyes.

My cheeks felt warm, and my thoughts became jumbled.

His composure crumbled slightly; he pursed his lips and asked, "May I kiss you?"

She didn't say anything, but poked his neck with the hand that was pressing on it.

His eyelashes trembled, his lips slowly moved upwards, and then gently, reverently covered the corners of her eyes.

She seemed to pause for a moment as she landed.

I thought he was kissing my neck.

Just as he was about to step back, he felt her eyebrows curve slightly.

This means she likes it.

Without further hesitation, he kissed her eyes.

Gentle and restrained, with affection for her.

"It's good that my sister is alright," he said in a hoarse voice.

The car was parked in the parking lot of Wen Zhining residential area.

Many celebrities live here; it's a famous celebrity neighborhood.

Originally, Wen Zhining lived in the company dormitory, but not long after she took Ke Guidu with her, Ke Guidu bought her this house.

He owns many properties in City A, but that villa is his most frequent residence, followed by this one.

He was upstairs from Wen Zhining.

The driver stayed in the parking lot to rest overnight, and soon after, he took Kegui Ferry to the filming location.

The two got out of the car, Ke Guidu took the suitcase down, and followed Wen Zhining into the elevator.

"How did you get here?" he asked.

"This is my home, where else would I go if I didn't come here?" Wen Zhining looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"What I mean is, you can stay at my place too." He took a small step closer, his shoulders brushing against hers.

"You're so childish, stop touching me." Wen Zhining was standing in the corner when he touched her shoulder, and she glanced at him speechlessly.

Don't change the subject.

The elevator doors opened, and as they reached the eighth floor, Wen Zhining said as she stepped out, "Because my home is clean."

"Where in my house is it not clean?" His eyes widened in disbelief as he dragged his suitcase and followed her out.

"I clean my house, and I cleaned yours too," he said with great pride.

Wen Zhining looked for the key but couldn't find it, so she looked at him.

He took out his phone, which had a keychain and a small toy hanging on it.

Three keys.

One is from his villa, and two are from here.

Wen Zhining and him.

"Am I reliable?" he said smugly, taking out the key to open the door.

Wen Zhining pushed open the door and, sure enough, saw the key hanging on the hook in the entryway.

"It's okay, you don't need to take it, I'm here." He pushed the suitcase inside, changed his shoes, and closed the door.