Quick Wear: Crazy Criticism of Villains Asking for Stickers

"Snapped--"

Before Li Qing opened her eyes, she was slapped in the face and fell on the big bed behind her.

He curled up, feeling a burning pain on his face and his body felt uncomfortable, as if it was burning on fire. He was thirsty and hot.

"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you'll be punished with a drink!"

The person who beat the man was a fat, greasy middle-aged man with big ears.

At this moment, he was staring at the thin, cold-tempered young man with lustful eyes.

After the fierce resistance just now, the young man's white shirt was a little wrinkled.

Revealing her slim waist and sexy collarbone,

Under the influence of certain drugs,

The originally porcelain-white skin turned a little red.

The slightly swollen slap marks on her face made her already charming appearance even more beautiful with a touch of sadistic beauty.

The middle-aged man saw him struggling to get up, but fell down again due to exhaustion. A smile of success appeared on his face, and he slowly untied his tie, ready to enjoy the meal.

The scene in front of him made San Sui furious: "My Zhuo, how dare you be so arrogant and bully my host!?"

Just as the middle-aged man was about to pounce, he saw the young man on the bed was suddenly enveloped by a ball of red light.

A blood-red vine swung out from the ball of light, whipped him in the face, and pulled him several meters away.

This mysterious scene is so frightening that the middle-aged greasy man used to be a staunch materialist, but now he has to believe that there are monsters in this world.

"Help...Help! Monster! Monster——"

The man yelled for help and ran out, but the three-year-old pulled him back with vines.

The red vines wrapped around his neck, gradually tightening.

The man's eyes were full of fear. He tried to pull out the weapon on his neck with his hands, but to no avail. His legs kept flapping because of nervousness. After struggling for a while, he fainted.

San Sui retracted the spell and shook Li Qing's wrist a few times: "Host, I'm awesome, right?"

Li Qing wrapped herself in the quilt uncomfortably: "Three years old... I seem to... help me..."

The three-year-old suddenly became shy: "Ah? It's not suitable, our models don't match. Besides, I can't transform into a human form now. I have no power to do anything."

Li Qing: “…” Who of us is not clear-headed now?

"Help me find the antidote!"

San Sui chuckled and said, "I was just kidding, host. You now have two options to choose from.

First, I will use energy to help you clear the drugs out of your body, but there will still be some residues. It’s early in the morning and the day is still long. Just bear with it and it will pass.

Second, this is a luxury hotel. I just found out that your husband lives in the next room. Do you want to go find him? "

Li Qing, wrapped into a ball, slowly stretched out a hand from the quilt and gestured, "Yeah", oh no, it's the second method, why should I endure it myself when I have a husband!

San Sui sent the host out the door, thought about it, and cleaned the scars on the greasy man's body. There were only two people in the room, and it would be easy to misunderstand that the host did it, and it would be difficult to explain.

But the three-year-old did not erase the greasy man's memory. As long as it did not show up deliberately, no one could see it except the host. The man could not find any evidence and could only suffer every day and have nightmares.

After walking out of the room, San Sui stopped supporting Li Qing and said, "Host, you are on your own from now on. I will take a nap first. When you are done, call me and I will transfer the story line and the original owner's memory to you."

When Sansui took back the vines, Li Qing almost couldn't stand.

Panting, he leaned against the door and looked at the next door. It was not far away, but he walked for a minute...

Si Muchen was sitting on the sofa reading a script. Next to him was his agent who was logging into his secondary account and arguing with haters.

Looking at He Xiao who was getting more and more excited, Si Muchen felt helpless: "Is it necessary? It's not a big deal."

He Xiao was so angry that he stood on the sofa: "Of course it is necessary, you just helped Director Wang make a movie with two male protagonists out of friendship, and you didn't even ask for any salary. It's already unfair enough.

As a result, that green tea guy actually pestered you, and after failing, he openly and secretly accused you of taking advantage of him and using your power to bully others. What the hell!

This aggrieved look is really disgusting. Now your reputation has been damaged. The haters say that you have been single for 30 years and you just like men. Humph, I will curse him to death!"

Si Muchen pointed at the door: "Stop cursing, someone is knocking on the door, go check."

He Xiao turned around and continued to curse, snatching the tablet from his hand and logging into another account, attacking him from both sides!

Si Muchen: “…” The agent is crazy.

The bodyguard put down his breakfast and prepared to go to the door, but Si Muchen stopped him and said, "Eat well, I'll go take a look."

As a Grand Slam actor, Si Muchen is both handsome and talented. His fans on Weibo have exceeded 200 million, and there are many fans who want to keep track of his whereabouts.

So he didn't open the door directly, but first checked who was at the door on the video doorbell.

"Ah... mmm... it's so hot..."

Li Qing unbuttoned her clothes with one hand and propped the door with the other, looking at the closed door with resentment. Is he taking a shit in there? So slow!

In the room, Si Muchen was stunned.

He has encountered this situation more than once in his many years of work, but he never felt moved. Instead, he felt disgusted and irritated.

But now, he is shaken. Who can withstand this?

Si Muchen swallowed his saliva, and his hands were faster than his brain. He opened the door and completely forgot about the thought that "he might be a stalker fan".

Li fell into his arms: "I...save me..."

Si Muchen hugged the feverish person, feeling a little overwhelmed. It seemed that this person had been poisoned by some kind of drug! Could it be that he wanted to find him to relieve the effects of the drug?

Thinking of this possibility, Si Muchen grabbed the hand that was causing trouble on him.

No, no, he is very serious about relationships. Since he falls in love at first sight, he has to pursue her well and not hit a home run right away.

but……

Li Qing hugged him tighter and tighter: "I feel so hot...I want...to save me..."

The agent and bodyguard noticed something unusual at the door: “!!!” My artist’s innocence is at risk!

Rushing over to separate the two of them, Si Muchen frowned, took two steps back while holding the person, and covered Li Qing's beautiful face on his shoulders, refusing to share: "What are you doing?"

He Xiao was shocked: "We want to save you! If you are photographed, it will be over. Why do you seem to not want to be rescued?"

"No, you guys go out first."

"what?"

"go out!"

He Xiao was a little excited, his hands dancing in the air, stammering, not knowing what to say: "No, you... him... is this... appropriate?"

Si Muchen hugged the person in his arms tightly with one hand, and opened the door wider with his backhand: "Get out quickly!"

Before He Xiao could finish his words, he was dragged out by the bodyguards. It was no use waving his "Erkang Hand" wildly.