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

Song Boqin reached out and touched Lin Muan's face, and took out a tissue to wipe away the tears on Lin Muan's face.

"Don't leave..." Lin Muan cried and held Song Boqin's hand.

"If you're not leaving, I'm just going downstairs to get some food for the young master. I'll be up soon." Song Boqin's heart softened, and he didn't realize that his voice was even gentler than before.

"Stay with me, don't leave." Lin Mu'an was still sobbing, holding Song Boqin's hand and not letting go.

"If you don't want to go, can I set a time? I'll come up when the phone rings." Song Boqin took out his phone with his other hand to set the alarm clock.

"How long?" Lin Muan asked, holding Song Boqin's hand tightly.

"Five minutes." Song Boqin looked at Lin Mu'an, set an alarm for 5 minutes, and put the phone in Lin Mu'an's hand, "Master, take it, I'll be up right away."

"Okay." Lin Mu'an held the phone tightly and let go of Song Boqin's hand.

Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan and reached out to touch his face.

Song Boqin went downstairs. Lin Wenbo was still at home. Now in the living room, Lin Jiachen was kneeling in front of Lin Wenbo. The others had gone to work.

"Tell me what you were scolding." Lin Wenbo heard the noise and looked at Song Boqin.

Song Boqin nodded slightly, came to Lin Wenbo's side, leaned over and whispered in Lin Wenbo's ear.

Lin Jiachen tsked coldly, raised his eyes and stared at Song Boqin fiercely.

"Mr. Lin, I have to serve the young master's breakfast." Song Boqin ignored Lin Jiachen's gaze and said calmly.

Lin Wenbo stared at Lin Jiachen and waved his hand to signal Song Boqin to go ahead and discuss some matters later.

Song Boqin went to the kitchen to get Lin Muan's breakfast, and heard a loud slap when he came out.

"Father..." Lin Jiachen looked at Lin Wenbo in disbelief.

"Father? Am I your father? If you can't be a brother and a brother, you shouldn't hurt Xiao An." Lin Wenbo looked at Lin Jiachen indifferently.

He just slapped Lin Jiachen and didn't kick him in the face, which was considered good.

Lin Muan can't see, because he can't see, he feels a little guilty for Lin Muan, and Lin Muan is a very well-behaved child. If it weren't for the fact that he can't see, which makes him have a bad temper, he would still be very lovable most of the time.

"What did I hurt him? I didn't hit him." Lin Jiachen felt confused. Lin Wenbo came down and told him to kneel down, and then questioned him.

"Isn't it an injury for you to call Xiao An blind?" Lin Wenbo always thought that Lin Jiachen was stubborn, but now he thinks he is stupid.

"I'm doing it for his own good." Lin Jiachen didn't understand, and he didn't scold him too much.

"What are you doing for his own good?!" Lin Wenbo became even more angry and wanted to hit Lin Jiachen to death with the ashtray on the table, but reason told him not to. In a society governed by the rule of law, children should be reasonable when they are older.

"He stays at home all day long, wrinkling his face. I just want him to be a little angry. If he can't even be angry, then he's really dead!" Lin Jiachen stood up and rushed to Lin Wenbo shouted.

"Okay... It's for Xiao An's sake, but can't you find another way? What good will it do to you if you scold him until he cries?" Lin Wenbo wanted to slap Lin Jiachen again. The little bastard dared to yell at him. .

"He cried?" Lin Jiachen felt even more unbelievable and wanted to go upstairs.

"People's hearts are made of flesh. If you scold such a well-behaved child like Xiao An, don't you have any brains? Lin Jiachen, you are 27 years old, not 17! Be more mature!" Lin Wenbo stretched out his foot to trip Lin Jiachen. Jiachen tripped Lin Jiachen and stood up, looking at him speechlessly, "Don't trouble Xiao An, don't go see him, don't appear in front of him, go to your boxing gym."

"Father, I know I was wrong. I'm going to apologize to Xiao An." Lin Jiachen got up from the ground and dusted himself off.

"You don't need to apologize, don't bother him." Lin Wenbo glanced at Lin Jiachen coldly, then at the watch on his wrist, "Okay, I'm going to work."

Lin Jiachen glanced at the stairs and the direction of the door, but chose to listen to Lin Wenbo.

He really didn't want to hurt Lin Mu'an. He had liked Lin Mu'an since he was a child, but he didn't understand why this younger brother loved to cry so much and was afraid of everything. He was so squeamish that every time he made him cry, he would be punished by him.

He didn't play with Lin Muan much anymore. After Lin Muan became blind, he just wanted Lin Muan to be more angry.

It was better to lose his temper than to be depressed. He didn't know that what he said hurt Lin Muan.

It's just that he really dislikes Song Boqin. He didn't like Song Boqin from the first moment he saw him. He felt that Song Boqin would steal Lin Muan away.

But now it seems that what if he doesn't like Song Boqin, anyway, only Song Boqin can take good care of Lin Muan now.

When Lin Muan recovers, he will go and apologize to Lin Muan. He must persuade Lin Muan to kick Song Boqin.

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Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lin Muan shrank subconsciously.

Song Boqin said he would be back in five minutes, but his phone hadn't rang yet, so he was afraid it was Lin Jiachen.

"it's me."

Song Boqin glanced at Lin Muan and saw that he was very defensive. He made a sound to let Lin Muan know who had come in and closed the door.

Lin Muan tilted his head and said nothing, but he was obviously no longer so defensive.

"Today we have fried spring rolls with shrimps." Song Boqin put the tray on the small table and said gently.

"Okay." Lin Muan couldn't see it, but he could smell the aroma and his stomach growled.

Song Boqin heard his stomach growl and felt so cute.

Lin Muan's face, which was already red from crying, turned even redder. The corners of his eyes were red like a bunny, and his red lips were pursed slightly.

Song Boqin took Lin Muan to wash his hands, then brought him back to sit down and put the fried spring rolls in Lin Muan's hands.

"Eat it." Song Boqin looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, picked up the porridge, scooped out a spoonful and blew on it, "There is also porridge, which is minced meat and vegetables. Young Master, please eat some."

Lin Muan chewed the fried spring rolls, swallowed the food in his mouth, opened his mouth and waited for Song Boqin to feed him.

Song Boqin was stunned for a moment and fed Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an didn't like others feeding him. He was very resistant to feeding him before, and even flipped a whole bowl of porridge on his head.

Now that I am being fed, I still take the initiative, which is quite surprising.

"More." Lin Muan opened his mouth to indicate to Song Boqin that he wanted to eat more.

Song Boqin smiled and continued to feed Lin Muan.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Lin Muan was almost full.

Song Boqin took down the bowls and chopsticks and put them away, then came up to accompany Lin Muan.

Song Boqin inexplicably felt that Lin Muan was clingy. Even though the two of them did nothing, Lin Muan stayed close to him. He moved to the side and he moved too.

"Do I have needles in me?"