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

Gong Jiushao is good-looking. Because she has to work, her hair is styled into a bun with hairspray. Her eyebrows are cold and sharp, her facial lines are clean and neat, her nose is high, her thin lips are lighter in color, and her whole face looks cold. The indifferent look is a bit fierce, and it doesn't go against his wheat-colored skin at all.

Gong Jiushao is still very tall. He is about 1.93 meters tall, which makes Lin Muan feel a lot of pressure. After all, his original body is only about 1.75 meters. He is wearing a white shirt with a burgundy tie at the collar. The shirt It's a bit close-fitting and outlines his explosive muscles. The lower body is suit pants. This outfit has a couple-like feel to Lin Mu'an.

After eating the shrimp, Gong Jiushao realized that he had gone too far, but when he saw Lin Muan hanging his head as if he was aggrieved, he felt inexplicably bullied.

"Give it back to me." Lin Muan raised his head and stared at Gong Jiushao with anger in his eyes.

But Gong Jiushao felt that Lin Muan looked like a little kitten with fried hair. Facing a huge enemy, he had no power to fight back and could only show his sharp fangs in an attempt to scare the enemy.

Aunt Wu put down her clothes and saw Lin Muan looking at Gong Jiushao angrily and went to the kitchen confused.

"Calling someone, otherwise it would be rude." Gong Jiushao reached out and poked Lin Mu'an in the face.

The young master suddenly felt even more aggrieved. He was eating the shrimps well, but the bad guy suddenly snatched away his shrimps and ate them. The young master turned his face away angrily.

Gong Jiushao found it quite strange. Lin Muan was really funny today, and it made people want to tease him.

The young master frowned and glanced at Gong Jiushao, his expression clearly indicating that he didn't want to shout.

"If you shout, I will have someone get you some more shrimps." Gong Jiushao held his face with one hand and looked at Lin Muan with a smile. He could tell that he liked eating shrimps very much.

"Uncle." The young master has no face. He just wants to eat delicious food. As soon as he finished shouting, he stared at Gong Jiushao with bright eyes.

Gong Jiushao felt that the little thing meant that he was older, but he had no proof. According to the actual situation, his age could be considered an uncle compared to Lin Muan's age.

But according to the seniority of the two families, he and Lin Muan were of the same generation.

Gong Jiushao didn't blame Lin Mu'an for calling him uncle. After all, Lin Mu'an had certain cognitive problems, and the title was not too important.

"I look very old?" But Gong Jiushao wanted to tease him and deliberately spoke with gritted teeth, but looked at him with a smile.

Lin Mu'an felt that this man's eyes were strange and penetrating, and his body trembled slightly.

"Brother?" Lin Muan lowered his head and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Gong Jiushao still heard it.

Gong Jiushao was happy. Why didn't he find that little things were so funny before?

"Sir, the food is ready." Uncle Tian and Aunt Wu put the dishes on the table. Aunt Wu looked at Lin Mu'an and found that the young master was still angry. After placing the dishes, she went to the young master's side.

"Xiao An, don't you like to eat?" Aunt Wu asked gently.

Lin Mu'an looked up at Aunt Wu, his mouth tightened, he glanced at Gong Jiushao aggrievedly, and then stared at Aunt Wu.

Aunt Wu was speechless for a moment. The young master obviously meant that his husband had bullied him, but the young master, who had always been facially paralyzed, was now very expressive.

"Bring him some more shrimps. I was a little hungry just now and ate a few of his shrimps." Gong Jiushao explained coldly, then picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Aunt Wu understood instantly, and quickly went to get some shrimps for the young master. It wasn’t that she didn’t give them all to the young master, but because the young master’s digestion was not good and she was afraid that he would have a stomachache after eating too much. These were all according to the young master’s instructions. The amount of food is suitable for meals.

"You can only eat these, otherwise your stomach will hurt." Aunt Wu said to the young master in a warm voice.

"Well, thank you." The young master was happy and ate all the food on the plate.

When Gong Jiushao saw Lin Muan eating, his appetite was not that good and he ate an extra bowl of rice. The main reason was that Lin Muan was very cute when eating, although he felt a bit rigid.

After dinner, the young master planned to go painting. Both Aunt Wu and Uncle Tian knew about the young master's actions, so they were not worried. However, Gong Jiushao did not need two people to serve him. Aunt Wu and Uncle Tian were in the small house. The young master finished his meal and went to work. Someone would collect the plates.

"stop."

The young master stood up after finishing his meal, and Gong Jiushao called him to stop him. Gong Jiushao wiped his mouth slowly, and the young master looked at Gong Jiushao doubtfully.

"The sun is so bright outside, why can't we just paint at home?" Gong Jiushao certainly knew that the little thing liked painting, and he had seen him painting in the courtyard several times.

Lin Mu'an shook his head. He was quite stubborn originally. He would go to the courtyard to paint in the winter, but he caught a cold and a fever. He had to take injections and medicine. He spent seven days in a daze before he felt better, and then he felt at ease.

But it's summer now, and in his mind, he won't get a cold or a fever.

"So disobedient?" Gong Jiushao stood up and looked down at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan looked up at Gong Jiushao and took a few steps back.

"Afraid of me?" Gong Jiushao straightened his clothes. The little thing was so big that he was afraid that the little thing would run out and be burned by the sun.

Lin Mu'an didn't say anything, but just looked at Gong Jiushao with a frown. His autism disorder turned out to be passive, and he was now passive, feeling tangled and panicked.

The young master's eyes turned red for a moment and he pinched his fingers nervously.

"Afraid that I won't be obedient." Gong Jiushao grabbed Lin Muan's hand and looked at it carefully. He had dealt such a heavy hand to him in just one move. His fingers were all red and there were nail marks.

The young master's hand was grabbed and his body froze.

"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything. Just be obedient and paint at home. Don't get a heat stroke. Then you will have to take injections and medicine again." Gong Jiushao knew that Lin Muan had a fever while painting in the winter, and it would take seven days to get better after taking medicine and injections. , which shows how poor his physique is.

Lin Muan was thinking about the plot. He was originally a cannon fodder, a passerby who disappeared within a few minutes of his appearance. He was the kind of person who was mentioned in one sentence. He knew that Gong Jiushao was coming back today because today happened to be the day when the heroine joined the company. Woolen cloth.

"Yeah." Lin Muan nodded obediently.

"Then, you obedient little thing, go to the studio to paint. Don't run out. The studio's floor-to-ceiling windows are so big that you can still see the lake." Gong Jiushao pointed in the direction of Lin Muan's studio.

"Ah."

Gong Jiushao saw that Lin Muan's eyes became dull again, and felt that he must have really scared him.

"Be obedient." Gong Jiushao touched Lin Muan's head before letting go of Lin Muan's hand.

Are your painting hands so tender? Gong Jiushao was confused in his heart.

Seeing that Lin Muan was still stunned, Gong Jiushao took Lin Muan to the studio.

After all, if Lin Muan really catches a cold and feels uncomfortable, Mr. Gong will cause trouble for him.