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

"Your Highness, your Majesty?" Yang Moxian looked at Lin Mu'an doubtfully.

Lin Muan smiled slightly and looked directly at Yang Moxian, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

He was so straightforward that Yang Moxian was a little at a loss. He couldn't get up or continue.

"Why? I don't seem to have any interactions with His Highness, and His Highness also thinks that I am boring." Yang Moxian thought about it carefully. He really didn't believe that Lin Mu'an didn't have any plans for him. Although he didn't have any good plans, he still wanted to know. For what reason.

"There are so many reasons." Lin Mu'an snorted coldly, feeling that Yang Mozhi was very annoying, "I...I don't really think you are boring, why do you want me to elaborate?"

"I want to know, if Your Highness doesn't want to say anything, you can just make up some words to deceive me. I just don't understand this."

Yang Moxian's serious expression made Lin Mu'an feel instantly wilted. He knew that this man lacked emotions, but he was surprisingly honest.

"I noticed you when you were admitted to the first prize and paraded around." Lin Mu'an sighed and lay lazily under him, his ears slightly red.

"Then what?" Yang Moxian recalled the scene at that time. He thought it was nothing special and asked.

"Then? Then I am a man, and you are also a man. I feel that this is wrong, but after understanding it, there seems to be nothing wrong." Lin Mu'an reached out and touched Yang Moxian's face, "Although I like you, I feel that I want you You only want to please me, so I don’t want to use imperial power to pressure you to marry me, but the appearance of that painting and the Taoist priest made me a little anxious."

"Your Highness likes me very much?" Yang Moxian looked at Lin Mu'an and touched his slightly cold fingertips.

He felt that Lin Muan respected him in this regard. He did not use imperial power to suppress him, and everything was handled fairly. However, he had liked him for five years, which surprised him.

He thought Lin Muan was just suddenly interested in him, partly because of the painting.

"Yes, so what do you think of our relationship?"

"I should like His Highness, because I have a feeling for Your Highness that I don't have for others. I think this means I like you. Your Highness, would you like me to verify it?"

When Yang Moxian heard Lin Muan talk about us, he subconsciously changed his name.

"I don't have that much time to verify it for you, but I can make an exception." Lin Mu'an lowered his eyes and looked at Yang Mo's lips, gently scraped his lips with his fingers, and raised his head to kiss him.

Yang Moxian stared at Lin Mu'an blankly, his blush never going away. When he met Lin Mu'an's bright eyes, his throat felt indescribably dry.

"Okay." Yang Mo's voice was a little hoarse, his throat rolled, and he leaned over and kissed Lin Mu'an's lips.

Lin Muan did not avoid it and accepted his kiss, and things got out of hand in the end.

Yang Moxian didn't expect it to go so smoothly. He still had an unreal feeling holding Lin Mu'an, but the rapid heartbeat could prove everything.

"Good morning, Your Highness." Yang Mo kissed Lin Muan's neck.

Lin Mu'an responded confusedly and patted Yang Moqian's arm.

Yang Moxian slept so peacefully for the first time in more than 20 years. There was no dream bothering him, and he stayed dreamless all night until dawn.

Lin Mu'an lay on the bed, holding his face with his hands and looking at Yang Moxian. He glanced at the brightness outside and looked at Yang Moxian with a smirk.

"Your Highness?" Yang Moxian vaguely felt that Lin Mu'an was teasing him.

Lin Muan didn't do anything, he just climbed on top of him, twirling his hair and brushing Yang Moqian's cheek with the tail of his hair.

Yang Moxian looked at Lin Mu'an with his eyes slightly open. He saw the beautiful scenery at first glance, and his cheeks couldn't help but blush.

Although I was honest last night, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

"Are you awake?" Lin Mu'an let go of his hair and touched his chin. There was a little stubble, which felt quite funny.

"Your Highness, what time is it now?" Yang Moxian glanced at the light coming in from the window.

"It's three poles above the sun." Lin Mu'an smiled, emphasizing 'three poles above the sun'.

"Your Highness." Yang Mo looked at Lin Mu'an with a red face.

"What's wrong?" Lin Muan stood up and blinked at Yang Moxian.

"Your Highness, you want more?" Yang Moxian blushed and bit his lip.

"Do you want it, sir or me?" Lin Mu'an sat beside the bed, put his hand on Yang Moqian's chest, touched it upwards, and looked into each other's eyes.

Yang Moxian was fascinated for a while.

Lin Mu'an was wearing a white undershirt. The undershirt was a little loose, and he could see the battle last night. But more than that, the morning sun shone just below his neck.

The whole person is glowing when looking at Bai, and the already stunning face makes people unable to take their eyes away. Every frown and every smile is charming.

Seeing that he was stunned, Lin Muan took back his hand and smoothed the hair that fell in front of him.

"Your Highness." Yang Moxian came back to his senses and looked at Lin Muan's fair arms.

"Huh?" Lin Muan pushed his hair behind his ears and looked at Yang Moxian doubtfully.

"I think, but for the sake of His Highness, it's time to have breakfast." Yang Moxian's cheeks were red, and he stood up and sat down.

"You have a conscience. You put me through a lot of trouble last night." Lin Muan looked at his wrist and then his thigh. There were many bruises and bruises on it.

It looked a little raw, but it didn't hurt, except for his collarbone.

This man's habit of biting his collarbone couldn't be changed, it hurt so much.

Yang Moxian subconsciously glanced at Lin Muan's neck to his collarbone, feeling a little guilty.

"Your Highness, is it still hurting?"

"It doesn't hurt. If you pick me up, I might feel less pain." Lin Mu'an found that his legs were shaking even as he sat, and looked at Yang Mo with a smile.

Yang Moxian felt that the smile was chilling, and he quickly got up and dressed.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry." Yang Moxian bent down and picked up Lin Mu'an, looking at him apologetically.

"What's so rude? I did something even more outrageous last night." Lin Mu'an looked at him speechlessly.

Now I know it's rude, but I didn't say a word when I told him to stop last night.

Yang Moxian felt even more guilty and smiled awkwardly with a red face.

There is no need to carry her anywhere, just come to the door and ask Chu Xia to prepare water.

Although it was inconvenient for Lin Mu'an, the two of them did not take a shower together, so he had to take a medicinal bath. When he was done, Chu Xia supported him and came back to have breakfast with Yang Moxian.

"Your Highness, I will go back to the mansion first and return before dinner."

After breakfast, Yang Moxian wiped Lin Muan's mouth while talking.

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

"Well, I'll leave first." Yang Moxian put away the handkerchief and smiled at Lin Mu'an.

"Yes." Lin Muan kissed Yang Moxian's lips and waved his hand, "Pei Ji will follow you to protect your safety. He listens to you now and is not sent by me to monitor you."

"Okay." Yang Mo paused and smiled.