Quick Transmigration: I Actually Became a System Bug

The day the TV series finished filming was a sweltering summer afternoon. Because Ji Han and Shi Shaoyu were star contestants, even though they only had a few scenes, the director still arranged for everyone to hold a small farewell party for them.

At the table, Shi Shaoyu was very tactful and could chat happily with anyone, whether it was a director, producer, or an extra who happened to be there. As for Ji Han, he sat quietly next to Shi Shaoyu, casually eating the shrimp that Shi Shaoyu had peeled out in his spare time, or the various dishes that Shi Shaoyu had picked up for him.

By the time the farewell party ended, Shi Shaoyu had successfully gotten himself drunk, while Ji Han, who had only drunk two beers, was one of the few sober people at the entire party.

After helping Shi Shaoyu and saying goodbye to the others, Ji Han took a taxi back to the hotel. The crew had arranged a double room for the two of them. Ji Han opened the door and went into the room. After he finally managed to throw a drunkard onto the bed and was about to get up, Shi Shaoyu suddenly pulled hard on the bed, and Ji Han, who was not prepared at all, was pulled down onto the bed.

By the time Ji Han came to his senses, he was already pinned down by Shi Shaoyu. Shi Shaoyu, who had been swaying and disoriented just moments before, now had a clear look in his eyes.

"Ahan, we've turned eighteen now."

Ji Han was stunned for a moment. Actually, the two of them had already turned eighteen at the beginning of the year, but Shi Shaoyu did not make any move at the time. Ji Han observed for a few days and saw that Shi Shaoyu really did not seem to have any intention of making a move. At that time, the two of them were busy with competitions and training, so Ji Han temporarily forgot about the matter. He really did not expect Shi Shaoyu to suddenly bring it up at this moment.

"Ok!"

Ji Han simply nodded in response, but this sound seemed to send a signal of affirmation to Shi Shaoyu, and then a barrage of delicate kisses followed.

At first, Ji Han passively accepted the advances, but gradually began to match Shi Shaoyu's rhythm and respond to him. Shi Shaoyu became even more excited and haphazardly tore off their clothes. He took out the prepared tools from the bedside and launched a fierce attack on Ji Han.

Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed outside the window, while crackling sounds echoed inside. My consciousness snapped. The thunder resounded through the middle of the night, accompanied by constant creaking. Suddenly, a torrential downpour began outside, and waves of heat surged from inside, threatening to drown me.

Once the youthful energy was unleashed, it was hard to stop. By the time the sky outside began to lighten, Ji Han finally passed out, and Shi Shaoyu's sweltering brain began to clear up slowly.

Shi Shaoyu gently picked up Ji Han, carried her to the bathroom and gently washed her inside and out, then put her back on another bed in the room.

After covering Ji Han with the summer blanket and seeing the man relax his furrowed brows and his breathing finally stabilize, he went into the bathroom to quickly clean himself up. After leaving the bathroom, Shi Shaoyu carefully dried himself off before cautiously lifting the corner of Ji Han's blanket and slipping inside.

"thirsty!"

"Hungry!"

This was Ji Han's first thought upon regaining consciousness, so he closed his eyes and prepared to sit up and get himself something to eat. However,

"Ouch! Ouch...it hurts so much!"

His hoarse voice, coupled with a series of indescribable pains in a certain area, finally caused Ji Han to break down and curse. This sound was heard by Shi Shaoyu, who had just entered the room. He placed the bag he was carrying on the small table by the window and then quickly walked to the bedside.

"Ahan, you're awake. How are you feeling? You had a fever when you woke up. I just went downstairs and bought some fever-reducing medicine and some food. Eat something first, then take your medicine."

"Huh? Is that okay?"

Shi Shaoyu asked the last question very carefully, afraid that Ji Han would get angry and kick him out. Fortunately, Ji Han was not that stupid. After all, if the culprit was driven away now, who would take care of his broken body? He couldn't be a patient taking care of himself, could he?

Seeing that Ji Han, though expressionless, had at least nodded in agreement, Shi Shaoyu was like a puppy who had received its favorite toy. He quickly walked to the table, opened the box of porridge, and of course, didn't miss the side dishes next to it either.

Shi Shaoyu placed the side dish on a corner of the porridge, took the spoon from the tableware and returned to the bedside. The porridge was freshly bought and was still scalding hot. Shi Shaoyu first gently blew on it to cool it down, then ate a mouthful of porridge and a mouthful of side dish, feeding the whole box of porridge into Ji Han's stomach.

After eating and drinking his fill, Ji Han realized that it was already afternoon. The bowl of porridge he had just drunk was more like a mid-afternoon meal or an early dinner than breakfast!

"What time is it? It looks like it's already dark outside."

Shi Shaoyu touched his nose, looking slightly guilty.

“It’s almost five o’clock, Ahan. There’s nothing important going on at the club these days, so I asked the club for three days off for both of us without my permission. I also extended the stay in this room for three days. After you take your medicine, you can rest a little longer.”

After saying that, Shi Shaoyu hurriedly went to prepare fever-reducing medicine and warm water. Ji Han looked at the water glass and pills handed to him, sighed silently, resignedly swallowed them, then shoved the water glass into Shi Shaoyu's hand and lay back down on the bed.

However, just as Ji Han settled down, Shi Shaoyu returned with a tube of ointment. Ji Han's first reaction was to look at Shi Shaoyu warily.

"What else do you want? I have a fever!!!"

Seeing Ji Han's wary expression, Shi Shaoyu felt hurt for a moment, but then knew he deserved what he got.

"Ahan, I'm not planning to do anything special, but your fever might be caused by inflammation. I bought some anti-inflammatory ointment, shall I apply it for you?"

"No need, just put the ointment by your bedside, I'll apply it myself in a bit!"

"Ahan, are you sure where you're injured? Can you apply the medicine in your current condition?"

Ji Han... he doesn't seem very sure?

Ji Han slumped down, pulling the blanket over his head and turning to face Shi Shaoyu. A muffled sound came from under the blanket.

"Go ahead and apply it!"

Looking at Ji Han's adorable appearance, Shi Shaoyu tried his best to suppress his laughter and chuckled silently. He composed himself, knowing that Ji Han couldn't see anything, but still pretended to be serious as he lifted the back of the blanket and pulled down Ji Han's pants. Ji Han's body trembled involuntarily.

Shi Shaoyu knew that Ji Han was both ashamed and uncomfortable at the moment. He quickly applied the medicine to Ji Han, then quickly dressed Ji Han and covered him with the quilt again.