Quick Travel: Three Thousand Worlds Are Just Playthings

099 was also a little confused by Song Bojian's reaction. Looking at his host's angry look, he hid in the space and did not dare to say a word.

Shi Miao looked at Song Bojian who was rubbing against him, and his lungs were about to explode. He was actually a child of luck with such virtue?

Shi Miao pushed him away again and was about to get up when Song Bojian pounced and pinned Shi Miao under him, still muttering:

"Jian feels uncomfortable. Please help Ah Jian. Ah Jian feels so uncomfortable!"

Song Bojian hugged Shi Miao and didn't know what to do. She just rubbed against Shi Miao's body.

Just when Shi Miao wanted to throw the person out and leave it alone, 099 quickly stopped him:

"Host, please help him quickly. He was given a strong aphrodisiac. If you don't care about him, he will die."

"Go away, I want to help you. The original owner's body is innocent. With Song Bojian's skills, I can't bear the pain."

099 Seeing Shi Miao almost going crazy, he hid again, not daring to talk to her again.

Shi Miao had no choice but to really watch Song Bojian die, so he had to be patient and coax Song Bojian:

"Jian, be obedient and get up first. I'll help you after you get up, okay?"

"No, you should leave Ah Jian alone when he gets up."

Shi Miao had no choice but to help Song Bojian solve it once with his hands.

Song Bojian tasted the sweetness and insisted on pestering Shi Miao several times. The two of them struggled at the bathroom door for most of the night before they stopped.

Shi Miao resisted feeling sleepy and dragged Song Bojian to the bed.

Shi Miao was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she got into bed.

Song Bojian's medicine had not yet worn off, and she felt dizzy and fell asleep next to Shi Miao.

The next morning, Song Bojian woke up earlier than Shi Miao. The memory of last night came back, and Song Bojian's body suddenly stiffened.

At this time, the mobile phone beside the bed suddenly rang, which startled Song Bojian and Shi Miao was also awakened by the harsh ringtone of the mobile phone.

Shi Miao was so angry that she sat up directly, rubbed her messed up hair, found her cell phone and pressed the answer button.

Sister Lan’s roaring voice immediately came from the opposite side:

"Ke Shimiao, didn't I ask you to wait at home? Where have you gone? Have you looked online? Yuan Zhi is divorced."

"Sister, I may not be able to go to the audition today, I'm sorry!"

Shi Miao reached out and touched the corners of her sore mouth, and gasped in pain.

Sister Lan asked Shi Miao angrily on the other end of the phone: "What are you going to do if you don't audition? Go find Yuan Zhi?"

"No, sister, why are you pulling on him? I have nothing to do with him a long time ago."

"Then tell me why you didn't go to the audition? I worked so hard to get you the opportunity, but you won't go if you don't want to go. Can you handle me?"

Shi Miao didn't expect this, so she had to apologize to Sister Lan:

"Sister, I'm sorry. It was my fault this time. I promise you there will never be a next time."

"Miaomiao, where are you now? Tell me and I'll be there right away."

Although Shi Miao occasionally plays a little temper, he always takes his work seriously. This time he suddenly missed the appointment, which made Sister Lan a little worried.

"Sister, I'm in room 16, 203th floor, Senyuan Hotel. Buy me some medicine when you come. I have a cut at the corner of my mouth and some bruises on my body."

When Sister Lan heard that Shi Miao was injured, she quickly comforted her:

"Miaomiao, don't be afraid. Just wait for me. I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Miao looked at Song Bojian, who had been standing stiff beside him, and asked:

"Where's your phone?"

Song Bojian recalled it and said, "It should be in the bathroom."

Shi Miao got out of bed and entered the bathroom. After finding Song Bojian's mobile phone, he handed it to Song Bojian.

"You should be accompanied by an assistant, right? Call your assistant and ask him to pick you up. Move quickly and don't bump into my agent."

Song Bojian took the phone and wanted to apologize for last night:

"Last night I..."

"I know you didn't mean it, just call first!"

After Shi Miao finished speaking, she took her clothes and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Song Bojian saw that Shi Miao didn't want to communicate with him, so he had to call his assistant first.

Song Bojian's assistant Xiao Ding should also be staying in the hotel. He came very quickly and even brought clothes to Song Bojian.

Shi Miao went in, took a shower, changed clothes, and then came out.

Seeing that Song Bojian hadn't left, Shi Miao frowned: "Why are you still here?"

Shi Miao had just washed up. The damage at the corner of his mouth was slightly swollen and looked particularly serious. There were also dots of marks on his neck, which were covered in bruises.

"I'm sorry last night. How were your injuries? Do you want to go to the hospital? You don't have to worry about public opinion. I will be responsible for you."

Song Bojian didn't drink much last night, so he was unconscious. This was mainly because he was drugged. Now the drug has worn off, and he remembers everything that happened last night.

He knew that Shi Miao was just a simple victim, and that as a boy, he should be responsible.

Song Pajian's words changed Shi Miao's view of him a lot. Shi Miao rubbed his painful forehead and spoke more politely:

"We didn't have any substantive relationship, and I don't need you to be responsible. Even if I was unlucky last night, you should leave as soon as possible!"

Song Bojian didn't answer Shi Miao's words or leave. She just got up and started cleaning the room.

The bathrobe Song Bojian wore yesterday was still thrown at the bathroom door, with some unknown liquid on it. Song Bojian blushed and threw the bathrobe and the clothes he wore last night into the trash can.

After opening the windows for ventilation, I found a mop and started mopping the floor.

Shi Miao was catching up on his sleep on the sofa. Due to severe lack of sleep and lying on the floor for half the night yesterday, Shi Miao might have a cold.

Shi Miao was sleeping so deeply that she didn't even hear Sister Lan knocking on the door. It was Song Bojian who opened the door.

The moment Sister Lan saw Song Bojian, she thought she had knocked on the wrong door. She took a step back and confirmed the room number before speaking cautiously:

"Hello, Movie Emperor Song, I am Shi Miao's manager. Is this her room?"

Song Bojian didn't know Sister Lan, so he didn't recognize her at first.

It wasn't until after listening to Sister Lan's self-introduction that Song Bojian invited the person in:

"Yes, Shi Miao is catching up on her sleep on the sofa. I'll call her."

Sister Lan suddenly thought that Song Bojian was most likely the person who bullied Shi Miao, and her tone suddenly turned cold:

"Don't bother Actor Song. I'll go there myself."

Sister Lan walked sideways past Song Bojian and came directly to the sofa where Shi Miao was sitting.

Seeing the injury on Shi Miao's face, Sister Lan felt extremely distressed: "Miaomiao, Miaomiao, wake up, sister is here."

Shi Miao was woken up by Sister Lan's voice and called out sleepily: "Sister Lan."

"Hey, Miaomiao, sit down and be patient. I'll apply some medicine to the wound on your face first."