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

"Okay, don't move." Wen Song pinched Lin Muan's chin and looked at his tongue carefully, "I have to buy medicine later."

"No." Lin Mu'an refused and looked at Wen Song with great resistance.

"Put your tongue out and take another look. If there are no blisters, we won't buy the medicine." Wen Song looked at Lin Muan sternly and pressed his thumb on Lin Muan's lower lip.

Lin Muan frowned, opened his mouth obediently, and stared at Wen Song.

From the perspective of others, their actions were extremely ambiguous. Even the waiter who brought the ice water put the water down and left, as if he was afraid of disturbing the atmosphere between the two.

"Drink some water to ice your tongue, and then I'll take a look." Wen Song picked up the water and handed it to Lin Mu'an.

Lin Muan took a sip of ice water and swallowed it after feeling that the tip of his tongue was no longer so painful.

"How is it?" Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an.

"It shouldn't cause blisters. It's just a little hot, not so hot that it will cause blisters." Lin Mu'an took out his phone and took a photo of himself and looked at the tip of his tongue.

"Not yet? They are all so red." Wen Song looked at Lin Muan's lips and his tongue that flickered in and out.

"It won't blister. My physique is like this and I get red easily." Lin Muan put away his phone and looked at Wen Song.

"Let me take a look." Wen Song looked closely at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, Wen Song looked at it carefully.

Lin Muan's movements were small, really like the kind of cat that was forced to stick out its tongue. Wen Song was just like the Alaskan dog, strict and majestic with tenderness.

"Are you okay?" Lin Mu'an felt that he was too close and felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Song raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Mu'an, and his throat moved as his eyes met.

Lin Mu'an felt that Wen Song was looking at him in the wrong way, so he moved back and avoided his eyes.

"Okay." When Wen Song saw him hiding, he didn't bother him and sat upright.

Lin Muan waited for the porridge to cool down for a while and stared at it.

The seafood porridge contains shrimp and crab meat, as well as mushrooms, cabbage, corn kernels, sausage slices and diced carrots. It looks very rich.

Lin Muan really wanted to eat it, but it would burn him.

Wen Song saw that he looked bitter, as if the bowl of seafood porridge had bullied him.

"Wait a little longer, lest it burns again." Wen Song took the seafood porridge in front of him and stirred it with a spoon to cool it down faster.

"But I'm so hungry." Lin Muan stared at the seafood porridge and muttered as if he was coquettishly acting coquettishly.

Wen Song glanced at Lin Muan and made a hole in the middle of the porridge.

"Eat the porridge on the side. The top will be cooler, so eat slowly." Wen Song put the porridge bowl back.

"Okay." Lin Mu'an stared at the seafood porridge with bright eyes.

When Wen Song saw him like this, he felt that he was indeed very hungry.

Lin Muan ate as he said. The temperature on the outer ring was indeed just right, and then he ate slowly.

When Wen Song saw that he had finished eating, he scooped another bowl for him. This time, Lin Muan was not in a hurry to eat, and waited like a good child.

Wen Song thought he was so funny and slowly made cold porridge for Lin Muan.

"Are you really not going to consider me?" Wen Song placed the prepared seafood porridge in front of him and looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

Lin Muan raised his eyes to look at Wen Song, and then looked at the seafood porridge in front of him.

"You can consider it." Lin Muan only wanted to eat seafood porridge, and he could do anything else. Anyway, he could consider it but he didn't have to agree.

"Okay, if you want to think about it, let's set a deadline so that you don't stall me and give me an answer after you get back." Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, his eyes filled with businessman's calculations.

Lin Muan pursed his lips, looking like I hate you.

"Agree or not?" Wen Song put the bowl in front of Lin Mu'an, but did not let go, "I can accept any answer."

"Okay." Seeing how serious he was, Lin Muan could only agree.

Wen Song took his hand away and let Lin Muan eat.

It's not that he forced Lin Mu'an, but that he was a little eager and wanted to be kind to Lin Mu'an legitimately.

Lin Mu'an ate his porridge seriously and didn't want to pay attention to Wensong at all.

Lin Mu'an ate three bowls and ate the rest of Wen Song. The main thing was not to waste any of it.

"Want to go diving?" Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an who wiped his mouth obediently.

Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song and threw the paper into the trash can.

"Do you want to play?" Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song.

"I think you can do it." Wen Song stared at Lin Mu'an.

"If you don't want to go, let's find an Internet cafe to play games." Lin Mu'an looked at Wen Song with a smile, "Do you have an account to play "World of Jianghu"?"

"Yes, let's go." Wen Song stood up, a little excited.

Lin Muan followed Wen Song to find a nearby Internet cafe to play games. Wen Song had some thoughts and opened a couple's dark room.

It's just a small room with two computers, instant noodles, drinks, and a sofa to rest on.

Lin Muan looked at the room, then at Wen Song, but said nothing.

The two turned on the computer, which happened to have the world of Jianghu, so they just logged in directly.

"What's the child's name? I'll add you." Wen Song's name was not from Song Liren, so he didn't want to fall off his horse so quickly.

"Mulinsen." Lin Mu'an said calmly, going through daily tasks in one go.

Wen Song was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Muan.

"We have good friends."

Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song in confusion.

"What's your uncle's name?"

"Second Master."

Lin Muan was silent.

"Why do you call me uncle?" Lin Muan didn't understand and frowned.

"Why is the child called Mulinsen?" Wen Song didn't understand and was very confused.

"The homophony of my name after removing the radical." Wen Song explained.

"Huo, you're still playing with homophones." Lin Mu'an smiled.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Wen Song felt that Lin Mu'an was caring about him.

"Oh, let's start with the original. The combat strength is 6.2. If we climb the tower, you can call someone." Lin Mu'an didn't care about this and directly ordered Wensong.

Wen Song smiled and called people in the gang.

Four people soon arrived, including Yun Meng, who had praised Lin Muan for his skill last time.

Bai Zhizhi: Wow~ It’s Brother Liuguang from last time~

Lin Muan ignored her and waited to open the book.

Second Master: My love, don’t have a fever.

Bai Zhizhi: I’m not even interested in love, so what’s wrong with you?

"Ignore her." Wen Song glanced at Lin Mu'an.

"Ignore her." Lin Mu'an took a bag of potato chips from somewhere and started eating them. They clicked like a little hamster.

"Give me one." Wen Song leaned his face towards her.

Lin Muan took a piece of stuffer and put it in his mouth, then chewed two more pieces. After the game started, he wiped his hands and started kuku operation.

Seeing how skillful he looked, Wen Song started playing the game without saying anything.

The two of them, one with Liu Guang and the other with Hua Xi, had swords and spears, and the combination of red and blue skills and special effects made the other four stunned.

They felt like they were being roped in to make up the numbers.

~~~Separating line~~~

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