Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

dong dong dong~

He Zhiyao knocked on Song Wenjing's door while glancing left and right, afraid that someone might see her.

If anyone sees this out of curiosity and waits outside to watch the spectacle, they will be kicked out and humiliated to the point of being unable to face their fellow villagers.

When Song Wenjing opened the door, he saw He Zhiyao still looking around.

As soon as He Zhiyao saw Song Wenjing open the door, she quickly slipped inside from the side.

Song Wenjing chuckled and closed the door. So this person, who was unhappy this afternoon, came to tempt him in the evening. After so many times, he really thought he was a saint. For some reason, he was even a little looking forward to it.

The little rabbit has come out of its burrow again. We really can't let it go this time, otherwise it will retreat back in and not come out for a long time.

"I forgot my room key, so I can't get in now," He Zhiyao said to Song Wenjing, who walked in after her.

"Do you want me to find someone to open it for you?" Song Wenjing didn't expose her little trick; it was nice to play along with her occasional little fun.

"So there are other keys? Will it be dangerous for me to live alone? I'm so scared!" He Zhiyao said as she threw herself into Song Wenjing's arms.

He Zhiyao: God! Forgive me! I'll probably get struck by lightning for doing this!

He was in such a hurry that he almost missed his target, but luckily Song Wenjing reacted quickly and pulled him back in time.

He Zhiyao patted her chest and saw Song Wenjing looking at her with amusement. She immediately realized that she was still seducing someone, so she shyly buried her head in his chest to calm herself down.

"He Zhiyao, Secretary He, do you know what you're doing?" Song Wenjing whispered in He Zhiyao's ear, breathing heavily.

Feeling the breath on her ear, He Zhiyao unconsciously gripped Song Wenjing's clothes and said, "President, I've liked you for a long time." After saying that, she glanced at him shyly and buried herself in his arms again.

Song Wenjing chuckled, looking quite pleased, and pulled He Zhiyao to sit on his lap, replying, "Really?"

Song Wenjing accidentally pulled his bathrobe to the sides while hugging someone.

He Zhiyao, wearing a nightgown, happened to be sitting in a place she shouldn't be. She felt something strange beneath her: [Xiao Liu, how's the progress bar? I still feel like the male lead is weird.]

[Host, hang in there a little longer. It's already 98.5% complete. All you need to do is get kicked out.]

Kicked out?

If I hold out any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave this room, let alone be kicked out.

"President, I suddenly remembered that my room key is under the carpet in my room." He Zhiyao said, as if she had just remembered it herself.

"Is that really true? You little liar." Song Wenjing hugged He Zhiyao even tighter, and only after a while did he release her, afraid that he was too strong. He felt the heat in his body and let it spread, his hands running over her back.

He Zhiyao was wearing only underwear under her nightgown, and the incredibly realistic sensation made her squirm uncomfortably.

Song Wenjing, however, closed his eyes in enjoyment, concealing the intense desire in them, and breathed softly with his lips slightly parted.

He Zhiyao felt the hands moving around behind her, and seeing Song Wenjing with his eyes closed and looking like he was enjoying himself, she really felt that if she didn't leave now, she really wouldn't be able to leave.

He Zhiyao thought all the notions of male protagonists who could remain unmoved by women, sweet 1v1 stories set in a small world, and characters who only had feelings for the female protagonist were lies.

Taking advantage of Song Wenjing's inattention, she suddenly stood up and actually broke free from his embrace, quickly running towards the door.

He Zhiyao, who had just opened the door and was only happy for a second, was suddenly pulled into an embrace by a hand around her waist. The voice was deep and hoarse: "What? You think you can just leave after lighting the fire? Where do you want to go?"

Hearing Song Wenjing's unusually deep and hoarse voice, He Zhiyao couldn't help but shudder as she recalled what had just happened.

[Ding~ Task progress has reached 100%, task complete.]

[Host, mission complete. Reward: 200 points.] System 686 said happily, adding that it also had 100 points.

"Xiao Liu, look at the situation now." He Zhiyao couldn't be happy; her voice was full of helplessness.

The system, looking at the male protagonist who was still holding its host, was also completely bewildered. [Host, I don't know what happened either.] How was the mission completed in this situation?

[Didn't you say the male lead was fine?] He Zhiyao knew she couldn't trust the system; she had to trust her own intuition.

"Hehe~ I don't know how he suddenly ran into trouble either," the system said with a forced smile.

He Zhiyao didn't want to pay attention to that unreliable system.

"President, calm down, calm down, we can't make a mistake." He Zhiyao took deep breaths, as if helping Song Wenjing take deep breaths, while telling him to calm down.

"You mean we're making a mistake?" Song Wenjing asked, his voice muffled as he held He Zhiyao's earlobe.

Song Wenjing carried her to the bed, taking off his bathrobe as he said, "He Zhiyao, I've been calm enough and have thought this through very carefully."

Song Wenjing leaned down, his voice already hoarse from suppressing his desire: "You tempted me so many times at the company, and I always restrained myself and took care of it myself. This time, you can't escape no matter what."

"Uh..." What was she supposed to say? There was no such thing as remaining unmoved in the face of temptation?

Thinking about that ridiculously large place someone had, He Zhiyao wanted to run away again.

Seeing that someone wanted to run away, Song Wenjing said, "He Zhiyao, if you run away again, you'd better prepare to be fucked to death in bed by me!"

He Zhiyao's thought of running away stopped immediately, and she said with a smile, "I didn't mean to..."

Song Wenjing kissed the chattering lips, and seeing that the person didn't keep her mouth shut, he pinched He Zhiyao's waist. Hearing her exclaim in surprise, he immediately began to dance with her tongue.

Ended with a kiss.

He Zhiyao opened her dazed eyes and saw Song Wenjing's expression that said, "Go ahead and run, it'll be easier for you if you run away." She became even more obedient and put away all her thoughts.

Watching Song Wenjing's kisses travel down his spine, he cried out, "Xiao Liu, save me!"

It took System 686, who was already in the "black room," a while to realize that it had been put in the "black room."

With a ripping sound,

He Zhiyao's silk nightgown was torn by Song Wenjing.

This scene is quite exciting.

Song Wenjing kissed the body he could only look at but not touch every day, and it was even sweeter than he had imagined.

His hands touched the very thing he could only look at but not touch every day at the company, which was about to burst forth.

The unfamiliar sensation in He Zhiyao's body made him writhe and twist.

"Hehe~" Song Wenjing was happy to see He Zhiyao's reaction, and his voice sounded particularly loud in the empty room.

……

He Zhiyao's hair was casually scattered on the clean white bed, a strand still clinging to her face from sweat, and water droplets clung to her long, curled eyelashes. Her eyes were blank, as if she didn't know where she was.

"I don't want it anymore." He Zhiyao's voice was broken, hoarse, and half-dazed.

Looking at the captivating He Zhiyao, Song Wenjing's tenderness vanished completely.

Song Wenjing leaned down and nibbled at the full breasts, his voice low and husky: "Be good, this is the last time~"

The noise in the room only stopped when the sky began to lighten.