Quick Travel: Three Thousand Worlds Are Just Playthings

"Yes, I don't want to move, please carry me."

Shi Miao's eyes were not fully opened, and she was lying in Song Bojian's arms as softly as if she were boneless, giving him instructions confidently.

Song Bojian looked at Shi Miao dotingly and responded: "Okay."

Song Bojian held Shi Miao with one hand and helped Shi Miao pass the toothbrush and toothpaste with the other hand. She also had to protect Shi Miao to prevent her from accidentally falling.

What could have been done in 10 minutes took the two of them almost half an hour to finish.

Shi Miao didn't use any skin care, and fell asleep in Song Bojian's arms in a daze.

Song Bojian carried him into the room, put him on the bed, and helped Shi Miao take off his shoes and coat so that Shi Miao could sleep more comfortably.

After covering Shi Miao with the quilt, Song Pajian thought that something was wrong with Shi Miao's condition, so she touched Shi Miao's forehead. She had a slight fever. No wonder she kept making noises about going to bed.

Song Bojian frowned and went to the living room, took out the medicine he brought back from the hospital, poured another glass of water and carried it before entering the bedroom again.

Putting the water and medicine on the bedside table, Song Bojian took the sleeping Shi Miao and sat up, letting Shi Miao lean against her.

Then he woke up Shi Miao in a low voice: "Miaomiao, wake up. You have a fever. Let's take the medicine and then go to sleep, okay?"

After Shi Miao opened his eyes, he rubbed his face against Song Bojian's chest and muttered aggrievedly:

"Song Bojian, I feel so uncomfortable. I want to sleep."

"Miaomiao, be good. After taking the medicine, we will go to bed. Come and open your mouth and take the medicine."

Song Bojian took the medicine from the cabinet and handed it to Shi Miao's mouth.

Shi Miao lost his temper and didn't want to take the medicine, so he pushed Song Bojian's hand away willfully and almost spilled the medicine.

Song Bojian was not angry, and just kept coaxing Shi Miao to take the medicine. After struggling for a while, he finally let Shi Miao take the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Shi Miao fell into a deep sleep. Song Bojian lay beside the bed to accompany her, and from time to time she stretched out her hand to test the temperature of Shi Miao's forehead.

I don't know how long it took for Shi Miao's body temperature to drop, and Song Bojian felt relieved and allowed herself to fall asleep.

Shi Miao, who woke up first the next morning, was stunned for a while, and then the memories of last night rushed into Shi Miao's mind.

Shi Miao lowered his head to search, and sure enough he saw Song Bojian sleeping beside the bed.

Shi Miao sat up, reached out and took Song Bojian's hand, and softly woke Song Bojian:

"Jian, wake up."

Song Bojian woke up when he heard the sound, looked at Shi Miao who had already sat up, and asked with concern:

"Miaomiao, how do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

After saying that, Song Bojian stood up, leaned over and touched Shi Miao's forehead.

"I don't feel bad anymore. Why didn't you go to sleep in the next room last night? Did you catch a cold?"

Shi Miao took Song Bojian and put his hand on his forehead, and asked worriedly.

After Song Bojian was sure that Shi Miao was fine, she sat next to Shi Miao, took Shi Miao into her arms, and responded softly:

"You had a fever last night. I'm worried about you, so why don't you just sleep here? I'm in good health, so you don't have to worry about me."

Shi Miao, who was leaning in Song Bojian's arms, suddenly had bad thoughts:

"Jian, you have a good physique. Is it because you exercise every day? Have you developed abdominal muscles?"

“Well, I have a fixed time every day for exercise, and I also pay attention to my diet.

You should exercise as often as I do in the future.

As for my abdominal muscles, of course I have them. Miaomiao, do you want to touch them? "

Hey, as soon as Song Bojian said these words, Shi Miao was so shocked that she looked at him with wide eyes. Is this still the Song Bojian she knew?

Song Bojian was a little flustered and blushed when Shi Miao saw her, but she still managed to calm down and deliberately lowered her voice to seduce Shi Miao:

"Miaomiao, don't you want to try your hand?"

Even Song Bojian took the initiative to invite him, but Shi Miao felt that there was no need to wrong him, so he turned around and knocked him down.

Song Bojian did not stop him and allowed Shi Miao to do whatever he wanted.

The two kissed passionately, and Shi Miao stripped Song Bo Jian's shirt clean, leaving several hickeys on his chest, and his well-defined abdominal muscles were touched countless times by Shi Miao.

At this moment, Miao was still not satisfied, and her lustful little hands slid towards Song Bojian's lower body.

Song Bojian restrained the moans that were about to overflow her throat, reached out to grab Shi Miao's little hand that wanted to continue causing trouble, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Miaomiao, if you keep playing, I won't be able to bear it anymore."

Shi Miao pulled her hand back, folded her arms across her chest, and confidently offended Song Bojian:

"You took the initiative to invite me. Now you are going back on your word. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Song Bojian looked at Shi Miao's natural appearance, and her eyes were instantly filled with pampering.

After sitting up with a smile, Song Bojian reached out to help Shi Miao straighten her slightly loose collar, and looked at Shi Miao seriously to admit her mistake:

"It's not appropriate, but Miaomiao, I don't want to marry you before we get married. That would be bad for you.

When we get married in the future, I will do whatever you want.Let’s stop here this time, okay? "

Shi Miao could feel Song Pajian's suppressed desire. At this time, he could still think about himself, but Shi Miao suddenly felt that he had gone too far.

"Okay, I'll let you go this time. I'll go wash up first."

Shi Miao smiled sweetly, pecked Song Bojian's thin lips, got off Song Bojian, then turned and entered the bathroom.

By the time Shi Miao took a shower and changed clothes, Sister Lan and Song Dongyan had already arrived and brought breakfast for herself and Song Bojian.

Seeing Shi Miao come out, Song Bojian took out the breakfast from the incubator:

"Miaomiao, come over and have breakfast."

"it is good."

While Shi Miao was sitting down to have breakfast, Song Bojian entered the bathroom with the clothes and toiletries brought by Song Dongyan.

Sister Lan looked at Shi Miao who was having breakfast and asked:

"Miaomiao, have you read the script? Have you chosen it?"

"Yes, Sister Lan, I want to play the heroine Qiangu in [Eternal Years]. Ah Jian will join me and he will play the male protagonist Mo Zihua."

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan turned around and looked at Song Dongyan who was sitting beside him.

These scripts were given by Song Dongyan. For supporting roles, Sister Lan could still find a way to talk about them. For leading roles, she had to rely on Song Dongyan.

"Okay, no problem, I'll make the arrangements." Song Dongyan naturally understood what Sister Lan meant and took over the matter immediately.

Shi Miao glanced at Song Dongyan gratefully and thanked him with a sweet smile:

"Thank you, Manager Song."

"You're welcome, Miss Ke, these are what I should do."

What Song Dongyan said was not polite, but he really meant it.

For Song Dongyan, Song Bojian had already expressed his love for Shi Miao in front of everyone, and made it clear that Shi Miao was his destined person.