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

"Sleep, even if you can't sleep, adjust your schedule." Wen Song advised him earnestly.

Lin Muan said nothing.

"Kid, be obedient, make a video call, and supervise your sleep." Wen Song looked at his phone to make sure Lin Muan didn't hang up on him.

"You are too lenient. You are Cheng Shuo's uncle, not mine. I call you uncle just because you are the elder." Lin Mu'an refused indifferently.

Wen Song was stunned for a moment, not angry.

"Then you told me, I am Cheng Shuo's brother-in-law, so don't call me uncle, but I still have to supervise you when you sleep." Wen Song still grabbed Lin Muan's attention on calling him brother-in-law, and didn't care about Lin Muan's meanness. if.

"Why?" Lin Muan couldn't figure out why a stranger he didn't know at all cared so much.

"What why? How can there be so many reasons?" Wen Song chuckled. He could already feel Lin Muan's speechlessness towards him. "If you died suddenly, I wouldn't be able to see such a beautiful face."

"If you don't know how to speak, don't speak. Give up your mouth." Lin Mu'an wanted to roll his eyes at Wen Song, why did he owe this mouth a debt?

"No, I just want to tell you, go to bed quickly and hang up to make a video call. I want to pick up." Wen Song coaxed Lin Mu'an.

"No." Lin Muan decisively refused.

"No? Believe it or not, I asked Cheng Shuo for your home address and went to your home to supervise you." Wen Song said half-threateningly, deliberately making some noise to make Lin Muan think that he was walking out.

Lin Mu'an was speechless. He really felt that Wen Song could do it. Although he didn't know where the intuition came from, it was very annoying.

"I know, hang up and call. I'll answer the call." Lin Mu'an didn't want to talk to Wen Song, so he hung up the phone directly.

Wen Song immediately called again, and he waited for a few seconds before answering.

Lin Muan didn't want to face Wen Song. Wen Song looked at the screen and could only see a pair of dull eyes looking at him.

"Where are the people?" Wen Song was confused.

Lin Muan held the pumpkin doll in his arms and took his cell phone to the bedroom without saying a word.

Wen Song looked at Lin Muan, but Lin Muan didn't look at him, leaving Wen Song with a perfect jaw.

Entering the bedroom, the lights in the room instantly dimmed a lot, and Wen Song couldn't see Lin Muan clearly.

But he could hear Lin Muan's movements and felt that he was in bed.

"Okay." Lin Muan said lightly.

"Go to sleep when you're ready. If you really want to sleep, I can read to you if you can't sleep." Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an and reached out to pick up the book on the bedside table.

"What are you reading?" Lin Mu'an blinked in confusion, unable to see clearly the book in Wen Song's hand.

"Do you want "The Three-Body Problem"?" Wen Song shook the book in his hand.

"No." Lin Muan frowned.

"Then what do you want to listen to? Fairy tales?" Wen Song put down the book, got up and went to the bookshelf opposite the bed.

"No." Lin Mu'an felt that Wen Song was treating her like a child, and he clenched the corner of the quilt unhappily.

"Where's 'A Brief History of Humanity'?" Wen Song looked at the books on the bookshelf.

"Okay, why do you still have a bookshelf in the room?" Lin Muan was confused.

"Can't there be a bookshelf in the bedroom? Children sleep well and read to you." Wen Song smiled and took down "A Brief History of Humanity" from the bookshelf.

Lin Muan stopped talking, put the phone aside, and buried his face in the soft doll.

Mainly because he really wasn't that sleepy.

Wensong's voice is very gentle, slightly deep with a hint of hoarseness, which is a great enjoyment for a voice control.

Lin Mu listened quietly. He didn't know if he was too tired recently. He slept a lot yesterday and was actually a little sleepy now.

After yawning a few times, Lin Muan hummed unconsciously and rubbed his face against the soft doll.

When Wen Song heard Lin Muan hum, his heart was pounding, and he felt like a stubborn child who loves to talk back is a soft peach.

Lin Muan didn't pay attention to Wen Song's pause in reading. His head was a little dizzy and he fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Song heard that there was no sound from his side and looked at the screen.

He didn't know where Lin Muan put his phone, but the angle was just right so he could see his face.

Under the warm light, the white and tender skin is a little yellow and a little pink. It feels very well-behaved and looks like a child worthy of love.

Lin Muan is only good when he is sleeping. When he talks, he is like a little hedgehog with thorns. He will prick you twice whenever he says anything.

Wen Song read for another ten minutes to make sure that Lin Mu'an really fell asleep before stopping.

"Good night." Wen Song said softly, turned off the mute on his side, put his phone on the bedside table, and lay down to sleep.

When I woke up early in the morning and looked at my phone, I found that Lin Muan was still sleeping. I got up and went to wash up, leaving my phone outside.

Lin Mu'an didn't see Wen Song when he woke up. Knowing that he should have gotten up first, he simply got up and washed up.

After the two finished doing it, they happened to pick up their phones at the same time.

"Morning." Lin Muan stared at Wen Song.

"Good morning, the place has been reserved and the address will be sent to you." Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, feeling that he was rarely gentle to her.

"Yes." Lin Muan directly hung up the video call, took the car keys and went out.

Wen Song smiled, put away his phone, and prepared to go out.

This time Lin Mu'an arrived before Wen Song, but he didn't know where to sit, so he simply stood at the door and waited.

When Wensong parked his car, he saw Lin Muan and ran over to look for him.

"Late." Wen Song was a little out of breath and looked at Lin Mu'an apologetically.

"No, this place is just close to my home." Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song and stopped looking. He lowered his eyes and looked at his toes, "Go in."

"Okay." Wen Song didn't notice anything unusual about Lin Mu'an and took him in.

Wensong was dressed very casually today. He didn't even take care of his hair or wear a watch. He looked like a mature and steady man who had just entered society.

This made Lin Muan look like a high school student, but Lin Muan didn't notice.

Both of them are very good-looking, so entering like this attracted a lot of people's attention.

Lin Mu'an was a little distracted. Wen Song noticed that the person was not moving and reached out to hold Lin Mu'an's wrist.

"The child is gone, why are you standing there?"

Lin Muan looked at his wrist and nodded blankly.

Lin Mu'an followed Wen Song obediently and sat down next to Wen Song.

He didn't quite understand why Wen Song wanted to sit next to him, but he didn't say anything and looked at his phone boredly.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Song looked at Lin Muan's profile.

Looking at Lin Muan's face from this angle, I just felt that his face was a bit fleshy, making me want to poke it.

"In a daze." Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song.

"The daze turned into a little daze?" Wen Song chuckled.

Lin Muan narrowed his eyes and rolled his eyes at Wensong.

Wen Song was amused by his appearance and wanted to reach out and touch Lin Muan's face.

Lin Muan didn't move, just looked at Wen Song with his amber eyes.