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

"Where are you going, little boy?"

Qin Song's voice was too low and hoarse, and he had no emotion. Even his eyes looking at Lin Mu'an were a little dull. He reached out and held Lin Mu'an's wrist, looking at Lin Mu'an expressionlessly.

"Bring the food, brother is hungry." Lin Muan raised his head and winked at Qin Song, smiled obediently, held Qin Song's hand, and led the person inside.

Qin Song stood behind him without any clothes on. It would be bad if others saw him. Of course, it was not because he was afraid of others thinking too much, but because he didn't want others to see Qin Song's body.

Qin Song's eyes followed Lin Mu'an. Lin Mu'an arranged for the person to sit down and went to find clothes for him to wear.

"What's wrong? Brother, did you have a nightmare and haven't recovered yet?" Lin Muan saw that Qin Song kept looking at him with that empty look, and he was also a little scared.

As if she was afraid of losing him, she looked like a child who had lost something precious and then found it again.

"Yeah." Qin Song lowered his eyes and nodded.

"What did brother dream about?" Lin Muan raised his hand to grab his hair, found a rubber band and tied it casually.

Lin Mu'an was wearing a white shirt, Qin Song's white shirt, and there were traces of him on his body. Qin Song lowered his eyes and could only see Lin Mu'an's legs. Because he tied his hair and raised his hands, the shirt followed him. Song saw a different kind of scenery.

"Xiao Guai turned into a little emperor...the city tower...jumped off the city tower..." Qin Song's eyes moved up to look at Lin Mu'an's face.

He didn't want to bring Lin Muan into the role, and the character would die. He felt that the meaning was not good, but he dreamed about it. He dreamed about Lin Muan dressed as a little emperor. He jumped off the tower in front of his eyes, and his sight was dyed red with blood. .

Lin Muan was startled for a moment, then turned around and hugged Qin Song. Qin Song's face was buried in his belly.

"It's a dream. I'm still warm, not cold." Lin Mu'an lowered his head and touched Qin Song's head.

Qin Song reached out and grabbed Lin Muan's hand. Lin Muan looked at Qin Song. Qin Song took his hand and touched his face. The emptiness in his eyes was much better.

"Ah."

Lin Muan's amber eyes reflected Qin Song's appearance, and he chuckled lightly, holding back the joy that was about to overflow.

"I will never leave my brother, never." Lin Muan also touched Qin Song's face with his other hand, and rubbed his face with both hands, "Eat."

"Okay." Qin Song smiled slightly and hugged Lin Mu'an tightly.

After the meal, the two rubbed each other for a while. For Qin Song, this half month was really long. Lin Muan felt that it was okay. Qin Song had some protection, and he was not so afraid of Qin Song leaving.

The summer evening breeze was a bit cool, and the two of them nestled on the lazy sofa on the balcony. Qin Song was afraid that Lin Muan would be cold, so he put a blanket over him.

"My dear, let's get married." Qin Song held Lin Mu'an in his arms, resting his chin on Lin Mu'an's head, holding Lin Mu'an's hand and squeezing his ring finger.

"Okay, brother agreed to be taken care of by me?" Lin Mu'an let Qin Song squeeze his hand, "But it can't be said that he is being taken care of. I just want my brother to not have to work so hard."

"Well, I can do whatever I want." Qin Song felt very satisfied holding Lin Muan, so he let Lin Muan arrange it. He wanted to be with Lin Muan for the rest of his life.

Lin Muan agreed softly.

Qin Song stared at Lin Muan's hand, feeling very anxious. He really felt that Lin Muan's finger was missing a ring.

Lin Mu'an knew what Qin Song was thinking, and he used some strength to hold his fingers. Isn't it obvious that he was very anxious.

"I know brother wants to put something on it, but brother, don't worry, we have a long time, I can wait for brother." Lin Muan leaned into Qin Song's arms.

"Okay." Qin Song took Lin Muan's hand and kissed it.

The two didn't stay on the balcony for long, mainly because Qin Song was afraid that Lin Mu'an would catch a cold, but Lin Mu'an was happy to be cared for and everything was fine.

……

When he got up early in the morning, Lin Mu'an still got up earlier than Qin Song, but he didn't have the ingredients to make food. This suite was equivalent to a small apartment, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.

Lin Muan ordered breakfast first, lay on the bed and looked at Qin Song for a while, and then woke Qin Song up when his phone vibrated.

"Brother, it's eight o'clock. Get up and have breakfast." Lin Muan climbed on top of Qin Song, pressed him, and stretched out his hand to pull his face.

Qin Song opened his eyes in confusion and stared at Lin Muan's face. It took him a while to calm down.

Lin Mu'an saw that he was awake and got up to get the meal.

Qin Song got up to wash up, while Lin Muan set the meal, then ran to the toilet to look at Qin Song.

"Eat first, little darling, I'll be ready soon." Qin Song glanced at Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an stood outside the toilet and stuck his head out, his hair spread smoothly, and his amber eyes looked at him momentarily.

"Waiting for brother."

Qin Song speeded up his washing, and after washing, he waved to Lin Mu'an, who went to Qin Song's place.

"Comb my little boy's hair."

"Okay." Lin Muan shook his head.

Qin Song looked at Lin Muan's hair and blushed a little because he remembered that he pulled his hair yesterday.

Lin Mu'an stood obediently. After Qin Song combed her hair, the two of them ate and then went to the set.

"Brother Qin, Director Lin, you are here." Wu Qiangwei looked at the two of them with a smile.

Qin Song instantly turned to look at Lin Muan. Lin Muan knew Qin Song would look at him, so he smiled and said nothing.

Just as Qin Song was about to ask something, Lu Ye led someone to ask him to put on makeup. Lin Muan waved to him, and Qin Song suppressed his words.

"Director Lin, will you also play the role of the little emperor?" The assistant director looked at Lin Mu'an.

"Ah."

The assistant director nodded. Lin Muan knew where to put on makeup, so he hid.

After both of them had put on their clothes and makeup, and when Qin Song and Lin Muan looked at each other, both Qin Song and Lin Mu'an were stunned.

Lin Muan was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with dark hair tied up in a crown, and the young emperor with red lips and white teeth was completely represented by him, just like a character from a book.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good? Brother?" Lin Muan saw Qin Song staring at him in a daze, and waved his hand in front of him.

Qin Song reached out and grabbed Lin Muan's wrist, pushing him against the wall behind him.

"Xiao Guai has many identities. I don't seem to know Xiao Guai very well." Qin Song looked at Lin Muan's eyes through Yuqi, a little unfathomable.

"Brother will know about it in the future. You should understand slowly." Lin Muan smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Qin Song wanted to say something more, but someone came to call them to take pictures. Qin Song glanced over there, and then stared at Lin Muan.

"Brother is angry?" Lin Muan smiled and held Qin Song's hand.

"No, I was just thinking, I don't know what other identity Xiaoguai has." Qin Song and Lin Mu'an held hands and walked to the set, talking as they walked.

"I don't have any identity anymore. I just want my brother to see the best version of me. Doesn't he like it?" Lin Mu'an tilted his head and looked at Qin Song, his jade hair shaking because of his movements.

~~~Separating line~~~

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