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

"Okay, but can Brother Ninth be a model for me?" Lin Muan smiled.

"Okay." Gong Jiushao nodded. He hung the painting that Lin Mu'an painted for him last time in his office. Of course, he showed it off to everyone, but those people didn't understand.

Lin Muan didn't know what Gong Jiushao was thinking, but when he was thinking about something, his expression was quite cute.

Lin Mu'an still likes to apply paint directly on the drawing paper. Forming and other things are not suitable for him. He likes to be more casual. Gong Jiushao is sitting opposite him and reading a book.

Gong Jiushao can move, Lin Mu'an said, but in order to maintain one movement and facilitate Lin Mu'an's painting, his movement range is very small.

Lin Mu'an glanced at Gong Jiushao, who was reading a book seriously, and smiled.

The time for painting passed quickly. Gong Jiushao didn't feel much after sitting all afternoon, except that his neck was a little sore. For him who often worked in front of the computer, sitting was not difficult.

"It's time to have dinner, have you finished painting?" Gong Jiushao put down his book and looked at Lin Mu'an.

"Well, let's go." Lin Mu'an looked at the painting, put down the brush and walked towards Gong Jiushao.

"Let me see?"

"Look again later, I'm hungry." Lin Mu'an pulled Gong Jiushao to act coquettishly.

"Okay." Gong Jiushao touched Lin Muan's head.

After dinner, Gong Jiushao took Lin Muan to visit the garden.

"Didn't you say that you would show me paintings now?" Gong Jiushao looked at Lin Mu'an who was watching TV in his arms, and squeezed the hand in his palm.

"Brother Jiu, go and see, I want to watch TV." Lin Muan poked Gong Jiushao's leg.

"Okay." Gong Jiushao took Lin Muan out of his arms, stood up and went to the studio.

Lin Muan glanced at Gong Jiushao from the corner of his eye and watched the TV seriously.

The lights in the studio were turned off. Gong Jiushao turned on the lights and walked towards the drawing board where Lin Muan was painting. He thought it was nothing, but he glanced at the wall covered with paintings.

Gong Jiushao was surprised for a moment, but he suppressed his doubts and looked at the painting.

Lin Mu'an painted two pictures of him in the afternoon, but there was another picture of him with his eyes closed, and it looked like he was sleeping.

Gong Jiushao didn't know how Lin Muan painted this, but he took the painting out of the studio and glanced at the wall before leaving the studio.

"Why did you draw two pictures?" Gong Jiushao took the paintings and sat next to Lin Mu'an.

"like."

"Like it? You also like the way I sleep?" Gong Jiushao approached Lin Mu'an and waved the painting in front of Lin Mu'an.

"Yes, I like it." Lin Muan's eyes were wandering and his voice became much softer.

When Gong Jiushao heard Lin Muan's voice become softer, he glanced at Lin Muan and found that Lin Muan's whole body was red, from his ears to his neck. Gong Jiushao subconsciously put his hand on the back of Lin Muan's neck.

"Like it?" Gong Jiushao said in Lin Muan's ear in a low voice.

"I like it." Lin Muan's voice was as quiet as a mosquito, but his ears were even redder.

"Why don't you look at my face if you like it? I'm ugly now? But you have the image of me sleeping in your mind?" Gong Jiushao bent down and rested his chin on Lin Mu'an's shoulder. He could hear what Lin Mu'an said. very clear.

"Yeah." Lin Mu'an was a little distracted from watching TV. There were always bursts of heat on his neck. He felt very confused and wanted to reach out and cover his neck.

"Huh? I'm ugly?" Gong Jiushao chuckled, glancing at Lin Muan's hand with dark eyes.

"It's not ugly, Brother Jiu is very good-looking." In order to confirm that he was telling the truth, Lin Mu'an looked at Gong Jiushao seriously.

Gong Jiushao looked at Lin Muan's face and smiled. Lin Muan's face was also very red. There were two crimson flowers on his fair cheeks. His peach blossom eyes were watery. In the amber pupils was Gong Jiushao. Because of nervousness , the small front teeth are still subconsciously biting the lower lip.

"Yes, I know." Gong Jiushao reached out and pinched Lin Muan's chin, forcing his lips to open slightly. Gong Jiushao's voice was laced with lust, and a strange color flashed across his eyes.

"Nine..." Lin Muan wanted to explain that he didn't think Gong Jiushao was ugly, but Gong Jiushao didn't give him a chance.

Lin Muan subconsciously closed his eyes. Gong Jiushao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Muan. He was very satisfied with Lin Muan's current appearance and deepened the kiss.

Lin Mu'an couldn't get enough of the kiss, so he stretched out his hand to push Gong Jiu Shao. The push was as strong as if he hadn't pushed. Gong Jiu Shao didn't move at all, and Lin Muan's head moved back a little.

After some gaps were opened, Lin Muan turned his head decisively. If he continued to kiss her, he would definitely lack oxygen.

"Hehe~ My dear, you can breathe through kissing." Gong Jiushao was in a good mood, hugging Lin Mu'an and whispered.

Lin Mu'an really didn't feel like he was weak. He must be physically weak. Why did he feel like he had run a marathon after just kissing her for a while?

"Yeah." Lin Muan's head was so dizzy that he didn't hear clearly what Gong Jiushao said, so he subconsciously agreed.

Gong Jiushao looked down at Lin Muan's face, and the more he looked at it, the more delicate and beautiful he felt that he didn't look like a boy.

"Xiao Guai, I like you to look at me and talk to me, so in the future you should look at me when you talk, okay?" Gong Jiushao touched Lin Muan's face.

Gong Jiushao couldn't describe his current mood. He only felt that his whole body was much more relaxed, and there was a strange feeling in his chest. There was a feeling spreading in his chest that he had never felt before.

It doesn't feel bad, he likes it very much.

"Yes." Lin Muan glanced at Gong Jiushao's hand and shrank into Gong Jiushao's arms.

Gong Jiushao still noticed the subtle movements, but Lin Muan didn't want him to touch her now, so he just didn't touch her.

"My dear, would you like to discuss marriage with grandpa during the Chinese New Year?" Gong Jiushao wanted to marry Lin Mu'an, but he felt uneasy. He felt that everything he did could only be justified if he married Lin Mu'an. This was not an issue now.

"Okay." Lin Muan hugged Gong Jiushao's waist. He could feel the temperature of Gong Jiushao's body close to him, and he could hear Gong Jiushao's heartbeat in his ears.

He knew that Gong Jiushao was serious and very excited.

Gong Jiushao gently hugged Lin Muan. The last time he used force, he thought Lin Muan was only in pain, but when he opened it, he found that his waist was green, so he was careful this time.

Lin Muan buried his face in Gong Jiushao's chest and took a deep breath.

Damn, those chest muscles, I’m so envious.

When Gong Jiushao saw Lin Muan burying his chest, he thought Lin Muan was shy again, so he stopped teasing him this time and just waited for Lin Muan to recover on his own.

The two sat and watched TV for a while, then went upstairs to bed late. A month passed like this.

Gong Jiushao and Lin Mu'an basically spend time together at home, and neither of them seems to be bored. Aunt Wu and Uncle Tian are forced to see the two of them every day, but basically they don't see them often.

The weather is getting a bit cold, so Lin Muan has to wear long sleeves at home, and he must also wear socks. Socks have little effect on him.

So basically when he was on the sofa, Gong Jiushao would put his feet directly on his stomach and cover them with his hands.

Lin Mu'an doubted whether Gong Jiushao wouldn't have diarrhea, because sometimes his feet were so cold that he couldn't even feel it. Gong Jiushao would still put his feet on his stomach like a normal person.

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Some things have been changed in the first plane. Please forgive me if it is not smooth. If there are typos or the wrong age, you can tell me.