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

As soon as the game was over, Lin Muan received an application from Bai Zhizhi, and Lin Muan directly rejected it.

"Brother Liuguang, why don't you join me?" Bai Zhizhi opened wheat green tea directly.

Mulinsen: I like men.

Bai Zhizhi didn't even turn off the microphone and left directly.

Wen Song glanced at Lin Muan.

"Captain, give it to me." Lin Muan didn't even look at Wen Song.

Wen Song directly gave the captain to Lin Muan, and Lin Muan kicked those three out, and the two started fighting man and machine.

Mu Yu also came to help, and Wen Song glanced at Lin Mu'an again.

Lin Muan was very ordinary, with no expression at all.

This one nanny is enough, but the main one is Mu Yu. Her milk volume is considerable, so Lin Muan directly switches to all other nannies for output.

After fighting for a long time, Wen Song was a little stunned. How could Lin Muan fight for so long? When he saw it, Lin Muan was directly executing combos.

"Uncle, are you hungry?" Lin Muan felt Wen Song looking at him, glanced at Wen Song, and asked.

"No, I was wondering if you are tired after fighting for so long?" Wen Song reached out and touched Lin Muan's face.

Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song's hand and stopped talking.

"It's okay. If you're tired, don't take a break."

"Let's take a rest. Beating him for a long time is bad for your eyes." Wen Song did not take back his hand, but moved forward and pinched Lin Mu'an's face.

"What are you doing?" Lin Muan was forced to look at Wen Song, feeling a little nervous when Wen Song looked at him like this.

"I want to kiss you." Wen Song stared at Lin Muan's lips.

Lin Muan's face immediately turned red and he slapped Wen Song's hand away.

"You are sick." Lin Muan looked at Wen Song speechlessly, kicked his legs, and sat on the chair away from him.

"A bit." Wen Song stood up directly, stretched out his hands on both sides of the chair, and leaned over to look at Lin Mu'an.

Wen Song's figure and height really put a lot of pressure on Lin Mu'an.

"No." Lin Muan glared at Wen Song.

Wen Song smiled and looked at Lin Muan closely.

"Why not?" Wen Song deliberately lowered his voice and looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile in his eyes.

Lin Muan's ears turned red and he put his hand between the two of them.

"Are you crazy?" Lin Mu'an pursed his lips and looked at Wen Song speechlessly.

"You're just kidding, don't be angry." Wen Song let go of the armrest, stood up and looked at Lin Mu'an apologetically.

Lin Mu'an stared at him without saying anything, and slid back on his chair.

Wen Song didn't know why, but he really wanted to kiss Lin Mu'an just now, and wanted to see him gasping for breath after being kissed.

After the brain fever passed, now I just feel annoyed.

"What do you want to eat later?" Wen Song pulled a chair and sat next to Lin Mu'an.

"It's okay, but can you stay away from me." Lin Muan looked at Wen Song, feeling inexplicably afraid.

He was really afraid of Wen Song kissing him, and he couldn't face an intimate relationship.

Wen Song didn't do anything, he just reached out and touched Lin Muan's face.

Lin Muan's whole body froze.

"I just want to be close to you. I won't do anything. I won't kiss you without permission." Wen Song sighed and gently touched Lin Muan's face.

"Oh." Lin Muan glanced at Wen Song's hand and didn't resist it that much.

He is not that resistant, but if something is done to him suddenly, he will be really scared.

"Do you want to eat pig's feet?" Wen Song took out his mobile phone and searched for pictures to show to Lin Mu'an.

Lin Muan stared at the pig's trotters that looked so fragrant, and his mouth almost watered.

"Eat, I want to eat two." Lin Muan looked at the pig's trotter rice on his phone with bright eyes.

"Can you eat so much?" Wen Song saw that his attention was attracted by the food, and quietly held Lin Mu'an in his arms.

"You can eat it if you can't." Lin Muan looked at Wen Song with a smile.

"Only lovers would give each other unfinished food." Wen Song looked into Lin Muan's eyes.

"Then I'll just eat one." Lin Mu'an quickly lowered his head and pointed at the pig's trotter rice on his phone.

"If you want to eat two, just eat two. If you can't finish it, it doesn't matter. I don't think it's a waste. It's best not to waste it." Wen Song gently pinched Lin Muan's face.

"Okay, thank you." Lin Muan smiled at him.

The two of them left the Internet cafe to eat pig's trotter rice. The pig's trotter rice shop seemed to be an Internet celebrity shop and it was full of customers.

Lin Muan smelled the fragrant pig's trotter rice, but there were so many people, he was a little hesitant.

Wen Song saw his hesitation.

"Then you wait for me here. I'll buy two portions and pack them up. We'll find a place with few people to eat." Wen Song touched Lin Mu'an's head and asked warmly.

"Okay." Lin Mu'an looked up at Wen Song, looked at the store and nodded.

Because of the crowd, Lin Muan stood far away from the store, and it took Wen Song some time to come out.

Wen Song saw Lin Mu'an standing obediently in the distance at a glance. After making sure there were no cars, he walked across the zebra crossing.

Lin Mu'an stared straight at the pig's trotter rice that Wen Song was carrying.

"The child has become a greedy child." Wen Song reached out and scratched the tip of Lin Muan's nose.

"Slightly." Lin Mu'an smiled and stuck out his tongue.

Wen Song reached out to hold Lin Mu'an's hand and took him to eat outside a milk tea shop on the side, buying two drinks by the way.

Lin Muan likes this feeling. It's simple and comfortable to get along with.

Lin Muan couldn't wait to eat the pig's trotter rice and looked at Wen Song with bright eyes.

"The scream is nice." Wen Song opened the bag and glanced at Lin Mu'an.

"Brother." Lin Mu'an called very knowingly.

Wen Song smiled, so Lin Muan knew that he didn't like being called uncle, but he insisted on calling him uncle, because he was going against him. He was really a bad boy.

"Then kiss me and give it to you." Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"No, there's only one request. You mentioned it and I did it. I want to eat." Lin Mu'an glared at Wen Song and refused to accept Wen Song's second request.

"Okay, okay, then you can call me brother a few more times." Wen Song let Lin Mu'an go and opened the pig's trotter rice.

"Brother, I want to eat pig's trotter rice." Lin Mu'an looked at Wen Song with bright eyes.

Wen Song was already happy and in a better mood.

Lin Mu'an scooped up a big spoonful of pig's trotter rice and stuffed it into his mouth, which was very satisfying.

The pig's feet are bright in color, stewed very soft, fat but not greasy, melting in your mouth, and the marinade is very tasty.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Song looked at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan chewed the meat, his amber eyes were bright, as if they were filled with stars.

Lin Muan nodded with a smile, his cheeks were white and tender, and Wen Song wanted to poke him.

"Brother, eat it." Lin Muan swallowed the food in his mouth, blinked and looked at Wen Song.

"Eating." Wen Song looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile and wiped the sauce from the corners of Lin Mu'an's mouth with paper.

Lin Muan continued to eat pig's trotters, and Wen Song only thought he was cute when he ate.

But she couldn't let Lin Muan know. If he knew that she thought he was cute again, he would definitely be angry.

Lin Muan really finished the bowl of pig's trotter rice.