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Shan Boning realized that this person was probably talking in his sleep.

"Hug..." An Jiu closed his eyes and continued to mutter, his arms hugging his pillow tightened.

Seeing that this person was about to roll over again, Shan Boning carefully placed one hand on the back of his head, and the other hand pulled out the pillow from his arms to put it back, and then quickly rolled up An Jiu with the quilt to make him unable to move. .

After confirming that An Jiu couldn't move no matter how hard he tried, Shan Boning finally lay down with peace of mind.

An Jiu in his sleep struggled for a while and finally calmed down. Just when Shan Boning breathed a sigh of relief and felt that An Jiu couldn't continue to toss, he suddenly started rolling on the bed.

Shan Boning realized something was wrong but was a step too late, An Jiu fell to the floor firmly with a "bang--".

An Jiu opened his eyes now, but he was still in a half-dream and half-awake state, struggling to pull the quilt that wrapped him up and sat up.

"Are you okay?" Shan Boning turned on the desk lamp next to him, got up and got out of bed, trying to help him up.

It was only when he got closer that he realized that An Jiu's fall was not light. In addition, he was already white, so the spot on his forehead was very obvious even under the dim lamp.

Shan Boning stretched out his hand to help him rub away the blood stasis, while trying to slow down his tone and asked him: "Does it hurt?"

But An Jiu opened his eyes and was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and shook his head.

Still haven't woken up yet?Shan Boning admired him a little.

But it's fine if it doesn't hurt, because he was worried that he would catch a cold after sitting on the ground for a long time, Shan Boning wanted to hug him back to the bed, but An Jiu hugged him first when he just squatted down.

"It doesn't hurt, don't cry." An Jiu hugged Dan Boning's neck, rubbed his cheek against Dan Boning's neck, and patted him on the back, "I don't hurt."

"Are you sleepwalking?" Shan Boning asked only to realize that he was stupid, but An Jiu still hugged him and did not let go, it seemed that he was indeed sleepwalking.

Everyone else was asleep, and there was no medicine available in the room. After making sure that An Jiu's injury was not serious, Shan Boning carefully put him back on the bed and covered him with a quilt, while he resigned himself to hitting the floor.

Early the next morning, An Jiu was woken up by the pain while turning over.

There was pain on his forehead and shoulder pain, which made him almost curse.

An Jiu walked into the bathroom and found a large bruise on his forehead through the mirror.

Although Shan Boning rubbed it for him, but An Jiu's skin was too white, even a small bruise looked serious, he pulled off his pajamas, and his shoulders were flushed.

He knew that he slept poorly, but shouldn't it be Shan Boning who was tricked?

An Jiu was upset that he wanted to play tricks on the other party but cheated himself.

Thinking of Dan Boning, An Jiu realized that he was the only one in the room, and he didn't hear the sound of Dan Boning getting up.

An Jiu frowned, his vigilance dropped after wearing the book?

"Are you awake?" Shan Boning saw An Jiu sitting on the floor looking for medicine as soon as he entered the door, "I brought safflower oil over here."

"How did I fall?" An Jiu took the safflower oil, he had never made himself like this before.

Without hesitation, Shan Boning concealed the act of rolling An Jiu into spring rolls: "You've been moving and talking in your sleep in the middle of the night, and even sleepwalked and fell off the bed."

"What did I talk about in my sleep?" An Jiu was alert. He hadn't talked in his sleep for a long time. Could it be because he suddenly felt uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed with other people?

Thinking of An Jiu's coquettish yelling of "hug" last night, and then directly touching his hands, the corners of Shan Boning's eyes twitched a few times: "It's nothing, I just kept yelling for a hug."

An Jiu looked away after confirming that he wasn't lying: "When I was five years old, I...someone gave me a teddy bear to sleep with me. It's called Hug."

This explanation...

Shan Boning looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"You, guess." The corners of An Jiu's lips curled up in a nasty curve, and his eyes were also provocative, "Guess if I'm lying to you."

"Hiss——" the delicate Young Master An applied the medicine to himself, but he gasped in pain as soon as he touched it, and Shan Boning, who was watching, even suspected that the man hadn't touched the wound at all.

"Are you planning to rub the blood with your mind?" Patriarch Shan couldn't stand it anymore, so he just took the safflower oil.

"Be gentle." An Jiu stared at Shan Boning cautiously.

After a few minutes.

"It hurts, hurts!" An Jiu couldn't help kicking someone in pain.

"Don't kick me." Shan Boning was accidentally kicked by him, and he held An Jiu's ankle to warn, "It hurts more if you move around."

"You still kick!"

"Wow, it hurts like hell."

"Don't bite."

Shan Wei outside the door was about to wake up the young couple for dinner: "..."

What did she do in her previous life?

Seeing her coming down the stairs, Shan Yu frowned and asked, "Are they still awake?"

"You don't care what young people do early in the morning." Shan Wei said angrily, Bo Ning is also true, how can Xiao Jiu's physique withstand his tossing around.

Speaking so clearly, Shan Yu scratched his gray stubble awkwardly: "I have something urgent to deal with, so I'll go out first."

"What can you do?" Shan Wei gracefully picked up a scallion pancake and stuffed it into her mouth.

"An actor who had previously auditioned for the male lead approached him to put pressure on the film crew, scaring away several sponsors, saying that they should either give him the role or not make the show." Shan Yu called his assistant.

Shan Wei didn't understand these twists and turns: "Then agree."

"Xiao Jiu also auditioned for the male lead, and the director and I are interested in him." Shan Yu added.

"Kill that turtle grandson!" Shan Wei immediately changed face, and the scallion pancake in her hand was slapped on the table, "If you can't do it, call Bo Ning!"

In the upstairs room, Shan Boning, who had finally helped An Jiu apply the medicine, stood up and patted his wrinkled coat flat.

An Jiu lay back on the bed weakly, his whole body paralyzed into an unlovable shape.

It doesn't matter if he can't move Dan Boning, but he accidentally ate a mouthful of safflower oil, and the whole bottle of mouthwash still smells.

When the call rang, An Jiu was still sleepy, he connected it casually and threw it on the bed: "Hello, who is it?"

"Xiao Jiu, it's me." It was Mo Hong who called, sounding a little annoyed, "The role you auditioned for may have been robbed."

Although she didn't hold out any hope, it was her job to care about the progress. Director Li embarrassedly revealed that someone came to him to put pressure on him after the insinuations these days.

"Actually, they are all more interested in you, but the artist you auditioned before has a financial backer."

It would be fine if An Jiu had no hope from the beginning, but the crew clearly hoped that An Jiu would play the leading role, which made Mo Hong very upset.

"I see." An Jiu himself was not worried at all.

The screenwriter was Shan Yu, Shan Boning's uncle, and that Jin was mainly willing to anger the Shan family in order to praise an artist, so he had nothing to say.

An Jiu's calm attitude also brought Mo Hong back to her senses. At worst, this role will not be played anymore. Could it be that she, Mo Hong, can't get resources?

"You're right, we don't care too much about staying in this crappy crew!" Mo Hong said proudly, "Sister, help you find another script!"

He knew that Mo Hong had misunderstood, but he didn't explain it. Mr. An's forehead and shoulders still hurt, and he wanted to rest.

"One more thing." Mo Hong thought about the business, "Although the Weibo you used before didn't have many fans, it's better to have a little foundation than to start from scratch. Do you want to tell your fans that you are back first, or do you want to receive an announcement later? Let's talk again?"

"Let's talk about it after receiving the announcement." After hearing her talk about a lot of things to pay attention to when posting Weibo as an artist, An Jiu handed over his Weibo to Mo Hong and Xiaomi with a headache.

After hanging up the phone, Shan Boning washed his hands and came out of the bathroom.

An Jiu had a lot of complaints about Shan Boning's application of the medicine just now, which caused him to die of pain. There was a look of malice in his eyes, and tears were easily squeezed out. The water in his charming peach eyes glistened, and he said aggrievedly and pitifully: " Bo Ning, someone bullied me!"

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