Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

"What's wrong?" Qin Song took off his shirt and glanced at Lin Mu'an.

Lin Mu'an couldn't help but blush when he looked at Qin Song's slim figure when dressed but fleshy when undressed.

"Brother Qin and Senior Song... what did they talk about?" Lin Muan blushed and turned his head.

Although he knew it was a bad question, he really cared.

Qin Song was a little curious as to why Lin Muan asked, and he felt that Lin Muan was not a person who was curious about such things. He felt that even if he was curious, he would not ask.

"Why do you want to know?" Qin Song picked up the pajamas on the side and put them on.

"If it's inconvenient, Brother Qin doesn't have to say anything." Lin Muan stared at his toes, feeling a little panicked and feeling that he shouldn't ask this question.

Qin Song came to Lin Muan and blocked the light, making Lin Muan's eyes dark. Lin Muan raised his head and looked at Qin Song.

"Do you like me?" Qin Song knelt down in front of Lin Mu'an and looked up at Lin Mu'an.

When Lin Muan heard Qin Song's words, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Did I scare you? Sorry." Qin Song apologized gently and reached out to touch Lin Muan's face.

He just wanted to tell Lin Muan what he felt, and if Lin Muan answered, he could handle his own affairs better.

Qin Song stared at Lin Muan for a while and found that he had no reaction. He was about to return to his bed, but Lin Muan reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Why do you ask that?" Lin Muan looked at Qin Song seriously.

"Because I like you." Qin Song replied seriously.

Lin Muan was startled, his palms were a little sweaty, and he felt even more nervous.

"What do you like? I can't hear it because I'm pretty?" Lin Muan didn't dare to respond to Qin Song's liking. He was still more afraid that Qin Song would hate him in the end, and he was also afraid that Qin Song just liked his appearance because many people praised him. He is beautiful.

"I don't like men, and I haven't met a woman I like, but my heart tells me that I like you very much. I just like you. I only like you." Qin Songhui held Lin Muan's hand and squatted down to look at Lin Muan again. , "It's not because you are beautiful, and I don't hate that you can't hear. The way you look blank when you can't hear is very cute. I like it very much."

Qin Song kissed Lin Muan's palm and looked directly into Lin Muan's eyes.

Lin Muan's face turned even redder, and he didn't know where to turn his eyes. His heartbeat was so fast that it felt like it was jumping to his throat.

"What's your answer?" Qin Song is not sure whether Lin Muan likes him or not, because Lin Muan has very few expressions. Although his eyes will stay on him many times, once he notices, he will look away. .

Lin Muan pursed his lips, stared at Qin Song's face, blushed and kissed Qin Song's face.

Qin Song felt that his direct and innocent way really made him feel very cute, especially when the person who did this was Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an didn't dare to look directly at Qin Song after the kiss. He didn't even know that apart from his blush, everything from his ears to his neck was red.

Qin Song's face was slightly red. Looking at Lin Mu'an who was blushing, he really wanted to hold him and give him a good rub. It was really cute.

"I like brother Qin." Lin Muan's voice was very low, but it was enough for Qin Song to hear clearly.

"Does Xiao An really know what kind of thing he likes?" Qin Song didn't want Lin Muan to calm down and feel that he was deceiving him.

"I know." Lin Mu'an replied weakly, his voice still very low.

Qin Song kissed Lin Muan's hand again, with a smile in his eyes and joy in his heart.

"Can I sleep with Xiao An? I can't do anything." Qin Song looked at him steadily, with expectation in his eyes.

"Yes." Lin Mu'an responded softly, his cheeks were flushed, and his bright peach blossom eyes were even more seductive.

After Qin Song revealed his feelings, he became much more intimate with every move he made. Lin Muan didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he was very moved by some of Qin Song's intimate actions, like a deer bumping into each other.

"Go to sleep."

Qin Song said that he wouldn't do anything if he didn't do anything. He hugged Lin Muan and reached out to pat Lin Muan's back gently.

Lin Muan stared at Qin Song and quietly leaned into Qin Song's arms.

Qin Song always thought that Lin Mu'an slept peacefully. Usually when he looked at Lin Mu'an in the morning, he would hide under the quilt obediently, but this time it was different. Lin Mu'an was lying on him now, and he was still pressing down. Such a suitable location.

"Xiao An, get up." Qin Song reached out and pinched Lin Muan's face. The touch felt really soft.

Lin Muan rubbed Qin Song's chest, muttered a few times vaguely, and continued to sleep on his stomach.

Qin Song sighed, held Lin Muan's waist and stood up, holding him in his arms, and pinched the tip of his nose helplessly.

Lin Mu'an reached out and touched the tip of his nose in discomfort, blinking at Qin Song with confused eyes.

"Brother Qin?" Lin Muan's voice was dry and hoarse when he just woke up, and sounded soft.

Qin Song said nothing because Lin Muan couldn't hear him.

Lin Mu'an blinked at Qin Song, put his hands around Qin Song's neck, put his arms on Qin Song's shoulders and stood up half-kneeling. Qin Song looked up at Lin Mu'an, whose long hair fell on his face, a little itchy.

Qin Song stared at Lin Muan, a little curious about what Lin Muan was going to do, and swallowed subconsciously. The sight of looking up at Lin Muan was really good.

Lin Muan lowered his head and kissed Qin Song gently on the lips. When he left, his cheeks were already red as if they had been steamed by heat, and his eyes were moist, and he looked easy to bully.

First of all, Qin Song is really a gentleman. Secondly, Qin Song is really tolerant. Finally, Qin Song feels that if he doesn't do something, he will really be sorry for Lin Muan's expression.

"Huh?" Lin Muan looked at Qin Song, who was staring straight at him, with a blushing face.

Qin Song stretched out his hand to touch Lin Mu'an's lower back. This made Lin Mu'an's back feel numb and his ears couldn't help but turn red. Qin Song observed Lin Mu'an's expression and slid his palms across his delicate skin.

"Hmm~"

Lin Mu'an blushed and buried his head into Qin Song's shoulder. He felt as if he was making an abnormal sound.

Qin Song felt that this was torturing himself, so he took Lin Muan off his body, got up and got out of bed to get Lin Muan's hearing aid.

"I'm going to wash up first, you wait a moment." Qin Song put on Lin Muan's hearing aid, his voice sounded a little shaky.

"Okay." Lin Muan rubbed Qin Song's hand with his face.

Qin Song looked at Lin Muan's movements and felt itchy in his heart. He had the urge to take a bite of Lin Muan.

Qin Song hurriedly took back his hand to wash up. Lin Mu'an looked at Qin Song's back with a puzzled expression. He felt a bit sudden about Qin Song's sudden withdrawal of his hand.

Lin Mu'an felt that Qin Song didn't like him like this, so it was better for him to do less of this in the future.