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

Lin Mu'an was in a state of confusion and did not hear clearly what Gong Jiushao said.

Gong Jiushao reached out and touched Lin Muan's collarbone. There were two small moles of different sizes on his collarbone. They looked as cute as himself, and he bit almost near the two moles.

There was an indescribable feeling, but Gong Jiushao still blew on the bite marks. After all, the force of his bite was a bit heavy.

"I didn't lie to you when I said I wanted to marry you. If you are willing, then I will tell the old man that we will get married. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Lin Muan was a little confused. His subconscious felt that what Gong Jiushao said was wrong.

"Don't you understand?" Gong Jiushao saw Lin Muan's confused look.

"I understand." Lin Muan looked into Gong Jiushao's eyes.

"So good." Gong Jiushao's desire to destroy Lin Muan became even stronger.

Gong Jiushao hurriedly got off Lin Muan and went to the bathroom. Lin Muan sat up, pulled up his clothes, and smiled vaguely at the corner of his mouth.

Gong Jiushao poured cold water on his face. His wet hair stuck to his forehead. His eyeballs were covered with red bloodshot eyes. It was clear from his scarlet eye sockets that he was holding back something. Gong Jiushao gritted his back molars and made a "gurgle" sound. The clenched fist also made a sound.

Lin Mu'an changed his clothes and opened the bathroom door. Gong Jiushao turned to look at him. This startled Lin Mu'an. Lin Mu'an looked at Gong Jiushao blankly.

Gong Jiushao wiped the water on his face and waved to Lin Muan: "If you want to wash up, hurry up."

Lin Muan nodded. After washing, Lin Muan went downstairs to eat. Gong Jiushao came downstairs a little later.

Gong Jiushao was deliberately avoiding him. Lin Muan could feel it. Lin Muan glanced at Gong Jiushao from time to time while eating breakfast, but Gong Jiushao pretended not to see him at all.

Gong Jiushao was going to work, and Lin Muan planned to go with him, but today Gong Jiushao was determined not to let him go.

Lin Muan looked at Gong Jiushao with red eyes. Seeing that Gong Jiushao was unmoved, he went to the studio sulkingly and closed the studio door with a bang. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Muan was angry.

Aunt Wu and Uncle Tian watched the two of them having a small conflict and didn't know what to do.

Gong Jiushao glanced at the door of the studio before going out, and then left without looking back.

"Boss, the information of the person checked yesterday has been sent to your mobile phone." Mo Qian saw Gong Jiushao getting in the car and reported.

"Well, let's go to Mo Xian first before going to the company." Gong Jiushao rubbed his eyebrows and looked at his phone.

The wallpaper on the phone is Lin Muan. Lin Muan is standing by the lake painting, surrounded by roses.

"Okay." Mo Qian tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

……

"Are you sick? Did you hurt anyone?" Mo Xian was a little surprised by Gong Jiushao's arrival.

Mo Qian looked at Mo Xian, acting as a backdrop behind Gong Jiushao.

"Go in and talk."

It was not convenient for the three of them to stand at the door of the consultation room and talk. Mo Xian and Gong Jiushao went in, and Mo Qian was waiting outside.

"No one was hurt, so that's fine. Do I need to prescribe you more medicine? But I feel that your medicine is no longer useful, and the problem must be solved from the root. Why did you suddenly have an attack? You know these best." Mo Xian smiled and adjusted the frames of his glasses.

Gong Jiushao sat silently. He knew best that once an attack occurred, it would be the most difficult to endure. He wanted to hurt Lin Muan in his heart, but in fact, he did not want to hurt Lin Muan at all. Even if Lin Muan was hurt, he would be the one who suffered the most.

This has never happened before, and I almost can't control my thoughts being affected by others.

"Prescribe some sedative medicine, it feels difficult to control." Gong Jiushao only felt a headache.

"Okay, but don't eat it too often. There's no need to eat it if you can. If you can bear it, you'll become resistant if you eat too much." Mo Xian warned.

"Ah."

"Are you in a hurry to go to work? If you're not in a hurry, lend me Mo Qian for ten minutes and you can sit in my office for a while." Mo Xian looked at Gong Jiushao.

"Are you two still having trouble?" Gong Jiushao joked.

Mo Xian didn't say anything, but Gong Jiushao agreed. He didn't really want to go to the company anyway, so it didn't matter if he went later.

Gong Jiushao and Mo Xian have known each other for a long time. They are about the same age. When Gong Jiushao was abroad, Mo Xian was the only one besides Song Yanran. Anyway, it was nothing for them to joke with each other.

When Mo Qian saw that Gong Jiushao hadn't come out yet, he felt depressed and went to the smoking area to smoke.

"I knew you would be here." Mo Xian's voice made Mo Qian's hand holding the cigarette tremble.

"Ah."

"Are you angry? I didn't mean it." Mo Xian knew how to keep a safe distance from others to make people feel at ease and relax.

"You're not angry. Have you finished watching the boss? Are you leaving?" Seeing that Mo Xian didn't have the consciousness to step forward, Mo Qian let out a sigh of relief subconsciously.

"No, I'll leave later. I want to talk to you." Mo Xian glanced at Mo Qian's hand.

"Just pretend it didn't happen. There's no need to talk or explain." Mo Qian took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke that made him not sure why he said this.

"I……"

"We are both grown men. We have nothing to hide. Don't talk about that matter, otherwise we won't even be brothers." After Mo Qian said this, he clearly felt a stinging pain in his heart.

Mo Xian looked at Mo Qian and didn't know how to speak for a while. What was he going to say? Did he say that he liked him? Wanting to be with him is not because of the mentality of being responsible for that incident. If that incident had not happened, Mo Qian might still believe it, but it had happened and couldn't be changed.

Mo Qian finished his last puff of cigarette and was about to go back. Mo Xian subconsciously pulled Mo Qian.

"Why can't you say it? What are you running from?" Mo Xian held the person in his arms and asked in a cold voice.

"Why do you want to know? And why do you have to hold on to this matter? I know you want to take responsibility, but we are men, and this kind of thing is not a big deal." Mo Qian tried to struggle, but it was useless and stopped.

The height difference between the two of them was almost the same. If Mo Qian really wanted to resist desperately, there was still a chance that he would fall, but he didn't want to embarrass both of them.

"Mo Xian, I don't need you to be responsible for me. I'm not the kind of girl who chirps. I'm very open-minded, really." Mo Qian's voice was a little dejected.

"You don't need to, but I want to be responsible for you. I don't treat you as a woman. Can you understand what I mean?" Mo Xian let go of Mo Qian. He didn't want to make the situation between the two of them tense.

Mo Qian said nothing. After Mo Xian let go of him, he left without looking back.

Mo Xian clenched his fists and looked at Mo Qian's back. A stinging sensation in his palms brought him back to his senses.

"Have you finished chatting?"

When Mo Xian returned to the office, he heard Gong Jiushao's greetings, but even if he was in a bad mood, he would try his best to hide it.

"Looks like we didn't have a good conversation."