Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

"Yan Yu stood up. Rong Zhimian held Yan Yu back. Why did he sit back down again? What on earth did they say?"

Jiang Muyao was so itchy that he couldn't bear it. He scratched his ears and cheeks, wishing he could just rush forward.

"Go up and have a look."

Jiang Muyao hesitated: "Yan Yu called Rong Zhimian away alone. Obviously he didn't want us to hear. Come up here..."

"Then you stay here."

With that said, Qin Yuanzhen took the lead and walked ahead. Song Sichen stepped forward and walked side by side with Qin Yuanzhen, while Jiang Muchao hesitated for a moment and walked behind.

In fact, Yan Yu and Rong Zhimian who sat back did not speak, they just sat in silence.

Rong Zhimian clasped his hands together and put his elbows on his knees.

Yan Yu crossed her legs and leaned her back against the bench.

"Is there a place to stay for the night?"

"Just find any hotel."

"You mean you haven't booked yet?"

"Ah."

Yan Yu looked at him and said decisively: "Go to my place."

Rong Zhimian suddenly turned his head to look, and happened to catch Yan Yu's gaze.

His lips opened and he agreed: "Okay."

Yan Yu looked at the somewhat restrained Rong Zhimian and was in a good mood. He put down his crossed legs and moved towards Rong Zhimian, occupying the space between the two of them.

Rong Zhimian's heart skipped a beat, and the two of them pressed their legs together. Even though they were separated by their pants, the heat source was still passing between them.

The places where they touch each other are hot and hot, as if a flame is burning people.

Rong Zhimian's throat felt inexplicably dry. He couldn't help but look at the person, but saw three people who had already walked in front of him.

"What did you two talk about? Have you finished talking?"

"That's right. I was just thinking about whether to walk around, but why did you come here..." As he said that, Yan Yu looked at Rong Zhimian beside him: "What are your plans?"

"I came here right after I got off the plane. I was a little sleepy and wanted to go back to the hotel to rest."

He mustered up the courage and put his arm on Yan Yu's shoulders.

Yan Eucalyptus smiled and was about to say hello when Jiang Muyao walked forward, slapped Rong Zhimian's hand down and sat on the other side of Yan Eucalyptus.

"If you're sleepy and you want to go to the hotel to sleep, go there by yourself. I'm not sleepy. Yan Yu, if you want to go for a walk wherever you want, I'll accompany you."

Rong Zhimian put his hand on Yan Eucalyptus again and hugged Yan Eucalyptus towards him: "Yan Eucalyptus has to go back to the hotel with me."

Jiang Muyao slapped him again: "You go away."

"Filming is very hard. Song Sichen said that Yan Yu has just finished filming. I think you should have a sauna and massage or something to relax."

As he said that, Jiang Muchao took out his mobile phone and opened the APP, intending to find a good place to relax: "This is my first time in Jiangcheng, and I don't know which sauna is better in Jiangcheng."

"No need, I can give him a massage..." As he said that, Rong Zhimian looked at Yan Eucalyptus' side face and secretly blushed.

Jiang Muyao sneered: "It's just you, I don't know you yet."

"Stop." Yan Yu didn't want to hear the bickering between the two, so he looked at Song Sichen and Qin Yuanzhen, who were standing silently, and asked, "Where are you two?"

Song Sichen's eyes fell vaguely on the two people beside Yan Yu, thinking about these two annoying guys.

"I also can."

"Me too."

"Okay, you two discuss it slowly with Jiang Muchao, whether it's a sauna or a steaming session. Rong Zhimian and I will go back to the hotel first."

"It's not Yan Yu. At least you have to enjoy yourself before going back."

Yan Yu ignored Jiang Muchao, stood up and left with Rong Zhimian.

Jiang Muchao looked at the store he had just clicked on, and before even looking at it, he angrily left a negative review, put away his phone, and chased after it.

"Yan Yu, wait a minute, it's better to go back together. I'm quite sleepy too..."

Rong Zhimian looked at the light bulb that was catching up and felt it was particularly annoying.

Without saying a word, he put his hand on Yan Yu's waist, hugged Yan Yu's waist, and silently declared his exclusive rights.

When the three people behind him saw this, they were no longer calm.

Three pairs of eyes were staring at Rong Zhimian's hand. Jiang Muyao was the first to lose his composure. He grabbed Rong Zhimian's hand and said, "Rong Zhimian, just walk. What are you doing hugging me?"

What a joke, he hasn't hugged Rong Zhimian yet, why should he? Jiang Muyao was very unconvinced.

"You are pulling and tugging in such a manner, I didn't hold your waist." After saying that, he shook off Jiang Muyao and put his hand on Yan Yu's waist. He glanced at Jiang Mu Yao provocatively and ran his hand along Yan Yu's back. It slipped onto Yan Yu's shoulder.

Slender fingertips rubbed Yan Yu's neck and shoulders. Under Jiang Muyao's eyes that were about to spit out fire, and under the treacherous looks of Song Sichen and Qin Yuanzhen, Rong Zhimian leaned forward and kissed the side of Yan Yu's face.

Song Sichen frowned, and there was a flash of killing intent in the depths of his pupils.

Qin Yuanzhen pursed his lips for a moment and looked at Rong Zhimian.

Jiang Muchao clenched his fists and attacked Rong Zhimian.

"Rong Zhimian, this is sexual harassment! Did you get Yan Yu's consent? How dare you kiss him!"

His anger was clearly audible to everyone. Yan Yu turned sideways, grabbed Jiang Muchao's fist and smashed it at Rong Zhimian.

"Yan Yu..."

"He is my partner, and he has this privilege here."

Rong Zhimian was instantly elated, while the other three were instantly shocked and in disbelief.

Yan Eucalyptus let go of Jiang Muchao's hand, and Song Sichen walked forward: "Yan Eucalyptus, didn't you say you like Li Mengyao..."

Rong Zhimian put his arms around Yan Eucalyptus's neck, and put his chin against Yan Eucalyptus's shoulder. He took the words and answered Song Sichen before Yan Eucalyptus spoke.

"I am Li Mengyao."

He spoke concisely, concisely and to the point. But it made a few people unable to recover.

Yan Yu ignored the three people's incompetence, bent down and clamped Rong Zhimian's legs, and directly lifted him up.

"Yan Yu!" Rong Zhimian was startled by Yan Yu's sudden attack. He moved to get down, but his thigh was pinched hard.

His face was hot, and he became even more anxious when he saw the looks from passers-by.

Yan Yu walked steadily and carried the person into the hotel.

He opened the door, kicked it shut, strode to the bed, and threw Rong Zhimian on.

As soon as he threw away his coat and took off his T-shirt, he leaned over and pressed on him.

Rong Zhimian was beaten to pieces, and as soon as he raised his head, he was pinned down by Yan Yu.

"Yan Yu..."

Yan Yu held his chin and kissed him without hesitation.

He easily pried open Rong Zhimian's teeth and went deep...

His kiss was so fierce and aggressive that Rong Zhimian was obviously unable to resist, and he refused it after a while.

"Um...Yan, Yan Yu...wait, you haven't taken a shower yet..."

Yan Yu looked at his slight panting, rubbed his red and soft lips with her fingertips, and said softly: "I'll carry you to wash."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yu put his hands on Rong Zhimian's waist and back shoulders, and then picked him up.

Immediately, there was the sound of water in the bathroom, and two overlapping figures were reflected on the steam-filled glass.

"...Yan Yu...slow down, slow down..."