Quick Travel: After defeating the villain, the host becomes more sophisticated

"I can't control it... Wuwu..." Lin Mu'an looked at Wen Song with tears in his eyes, his eyes swollen from crying.

Wen Song felt distressed but had no choice but to hold Lin Muan.

"Then, little darling, can you think of something happy? If not, I will take you to eat delicious food, and my darling will stop crying." Wen Song said softly and kissed Lin Muan's face.

"What to eat?" Lin Mu'an burped and looked at Wen Song with red eyes.

When Wen Song saw that he was crying and still thinking about eating, he suddenly felt dumbfounded. He had never thought that this would be useful in coaxing Lin Mu'an.

"Are you lying to me? Are you kidding me?" Lin Muan finally calmed down a little, and he felt like crying again as he asked.

"No, no, do you want to eat the small cake? Strawberry cake." Wen Song said quickly, and took out his mobile phone to search for pictures for Lin Mu'an, "It is said that eating sweet things can make people feel better."

Lin Muan stared at his cell phone twitchingly. Wen Song found the picture and showed it to Lin Muan.

"How about this?" Wen Song looked at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan's eyes were red and bright, and his face was white and tender. Looking at Wen Song from this angle, he just felt like a child.

"I'm looking for one, strawberry mille-feuille." Lin Mu'an pointed to the picture under the strawberry cake and looked at Wen Song.

"Okay, okay, my dear, don't cry. We can eat anything." Wen Song agreed quickly and touched Lin Mu'an's face, "Let's go, take my dear and wash your face. After washing your face, let's go buy it, okay?"

"Okay." Lin Mu'an put his arms around Wen Song's neck and agreed obediently, his voice soft and waxy, as if he was acting coquettishly.

I feel like my heart melts when I hear the chant.

Lin Mu'an's legs were tightly wrapped around Wen Song's waist, unwilling to get off Wen Song's body. Wen Song had no choice but to hold Lin Mu'an.

But he had to help Lin Muan wash his face, so he held him with one hand. Lin Muan looked at Wen Song in surprise.

Seeing him looking at her like this, Wen Song raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"what happened?"

"That's amazing." Lin Mu'an stared at Wen Song with bright eyes.

I'm always confused when I hear the song.

"Wen Song picked me up with one hand, that's amazing." Lin Mu'an looked back at Wen Song's arms in the mirror.

"Xiao Guai is very light and easy to pick up. He's not that powerful. It's normal to be able to hold him up." Wen Song weighed Lin Mu'an and said with a smile, "But it's normal for Xiao Guai not to call me uncle. How come even Brother Song doesn't call me uncle?" Stop shouting?"

"If you like Wensong, do you want to call Wensong? Don't you like Wensong?" Lin Mu'an looked at Wensong and stared into his eyes.

"No, I like Xiaoguai calling my name." Wen Song kissed Lin Muan's face.

Lin Muan looked at Wensong doubtfully.

"I like whatever little darling shouts. Don't look at me like this. It makes me think that little darling is doubting my sincerity to you." Wen Song looked a little sad and stared at Lin Mu'an.

"Uncle." Lin Muan shouted expressionlessly.

Hearing the song, he immediately felt a lump in his throat. Seeing Lin Muan's expression of a villain who had succeeded, he knew that he had been tricked by Lin Muan again, so he pressed Lin Muan and kissed her.

He went to Lin Muan to beg for mercy.

"Bad uncle." Lin Mu'an said coquettishly with a flushed face, bright eyes, and moist lips.

"Bad boy." Wen Song reached out and scratched the tip of Lin Muan's nose, looking at Lin Muan tenderly.

Lin Mu'an pouted and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Song's face.

Wen Song smiled and let Lin Muan pull his face. He carried him out of the bathroom and came to the entrance. He bent down and sat down while protecting Lin Muan's head, and put on Lin Muan's shoes.

"Don't wear this." Lin Mu'an kicked off his shoes and shook Wen Song's neck.

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to wear this, which pair do you want to wear? I'll get it." Wen Song put his arms around Lin Muan's waist and leaned forward to kiss Lin Muan on the lips.

"Blue and white." Lin Muan stared at Wen Song.

Wen Song smiled, opened the shoe cabinet on the side, took a look, picked out the blue and white shoes and put them on for Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an shook his feet happily and kissed Wen Song on the face.

Hearing Song was also happy, but it was different that Lin Muan took the initiative to kiss him.

Wen Song held Lin Muan in his arms all the way, opened the car door, placed Lin Muan in the passenger seat, and helped him fasten his seat belt.

"If you don't want me anymore, I will kill you." Lin Muan suddenly laughed and looked at Wen Song with shining eyes.

"Okay." Wen Song smiled, raised his head and kissed Lin Mu'an on the lips.

Wen Song drove Lin Muan to the dessert shop. Fortunately, there was a piece of strawberry mille-feuille there, otherwise Lin Muan would have cried again.

It's not that he doesn't want Lin Mu'an to cry, it's that when he cries, his chest hurts so much that he feels distressed and can't help it.

After buying strawberry mille-feuille, the two of them went shopping, planning to buy something else.

Lin Muan held Wen Song's hand and stopped in front of the fruit stall.

"Want to eat watermelon?" Wen Song followed Lin Muan's gaze and asked doubtfully.

"Yeah." Lin Mu'an glanced at Wen Song with bright eyes.

"Then buy half. Don't eat more. Watermelon is cold. Eating too much will cause stomach ache." Wen Song said warmly.

"Okay." Lin Muan had no objection and nodded.

Wen Song not only bought half a watermelon for Lin Muan, but also some strawberries and cherries.

Lin Mu'an was so happy that he held Wen Song's hand and shook it.

When Wen Song saw him happy, he was also happy.

"What else do you want to eat, little darling?" Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"No more." Lin Muan looked at the fruit in Wen Song's hand and felt that it was enough to eat without buying any more.

Although Lin Muan said he didn't want it, Wen Song was still buying it while the two were shopping.

Wen Song brought a bunch of things, so the two simply stopped shopping. Wen Song drove Lin Mu'an home.

Lin Mu'an was sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa watching TV, holding a spoon in his hand to dig out strawberry mille-feuille to eat, while Wen Song was washing the fruits and taking them out.

"Here." Lin Mu'an scooped up some strawberry melaleuca and handed it to Wen Song's lips.

Wen Song opened his mouth to eat, put the fruit plate on the coffee table, sat down, picked up Lin Muan, and held him in his arms.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"You've eaten it all, do you think it's delicious?" Lin Mu'an scooped up some strawberry mille-feuille and put it in his mouth. He bit the spoon and glanced at the song.

"It's delicious. It was fed by Xiao Guai, so it's delicious." Wen Song stared at Lin Mu'an's face, wanting to bite a tooth mark on his white and tender face, but it would definitely hurt Lin Mu'an, so he Just think about it.

"You don't like sweets?" Lin Mu'an asked, continuing to dig into the strawberry millel layer.

"It's okay. I don't hate it and I don't like it that much. Do you like it, little darling?" Wen Song glanced at the half-left strawberry mille-feuille and hugged Lin Mu'an's waist tightly.

"Generally, it's a bit sweet after eating, so you eat it." Lin Mu'an took a spoonful and handed it to Wen Song's mouth, looking at him with a smile.

"Then let me feed you, Xiaoguai. The food I feed you is delicious." Wen Song opened his mouth and ate it, glancing at Lin Muan's fingers.