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

As soon as you enter the dessert shop, you will be greeted by a sweet aroma, which is heaven for those who like desserts, but for Lin Muan, this smell is a bit too cloying.

Song Boqin glanced at Lin Muan and saw that his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't like desserts that much.

But it's normal not to like it. He has never seen Lin Muan eat desserts, and he doesn't even eat birthday cake.

Although he didn't know why Lin Muan didn't like desserts, he should be able to eat them if he fed them.

"Master, is there any cake you want to eat?" Song Boqin looked at the small cakes in the cupboard and felt that each one was beautiful, but he didn't know how they would taste.

"It depends on what you want to eat. You can take whatever you want. I can do it." Lin Mu'an wanted to go out. The smell of the dessert shop was so boring.

There are not only cakes in the cupboard, but also bread and the like.

Song Boqin smiled and looked at the clerk.

"Sir, the cakes in our store are all made of animal butter. If you don't know what to choose, we recommend Oreo Sea Salt Dafu. It has a soft and chewy texture and looks good." The clerk was a little stunned when Song Boqin looked at her. , recommended with a somewhat blushing smile.

"I want one, strawberry towel roll, matcha whipped cream, and mousse cake except for the mango flavor." Song Boqin glanced at Lin Mu'an, and seeing his absent-minded look, he selected a few for Lin Mu'an to try.

"Okay, the total is 168 yuan. Check out here." The clerk smiled and packed the desserts Song Boqin wanted and handed them to Song Boqin. "I wish you a sweet day every day, and welcome to your next visit."

"Thank you." Song Boqin smiled gently, took the dessert bag, and went out with Lin Muan in his arms.

Lin Muan sighed deeply when he came out. It was so sweet.

The smell of milk mixed with the smell of baking bread is really boring.

"Master, don't you like to eat?"

"There's no dislike, and there's no more love."

"But I saw that the young master looked solemn inside, and he felt relieved when he came out."

"I don't like the smell in it."

"Then next time I will make it for you at home."

Lin Muan was silent, thinking about the dessert made by Song Boqin.

Although Song Boqin is good at everything, he can cook well and eat well, but he doesn't know if he is good at making desserts. Anyway, he can look forward to it.

"Okay, do you want to go back now?" Lin Muan turned his head in the direction of Song Boqin and stared at him with his head raised.

"Yes, Master, let's go back and try these desserts. Which one do you think is good? I will learn to make other flavors for Master." Song Boqin squinted and smiled, looked at himself in Lin Muan's eyes, withdrew his gaze and helped Lin Muan go to the place just now Parking location.

Desserts should have been put in the back, but Lin Muan wanted to take them, so Song Boqin gave them to him.

"Are these desserts good-looking?" Lin Mu'an asked, staring down at the packaging box in his arms.

"It looks good. Desserts generally look good. If they don't look good, they won't make people want to buy them." Song Boqin glanced at Lin Muan and started the car.

"Oh." Lin Muan raised his head and leaned on the back of his chair, too lazy to think about this.

Anyway, you have to be good-looking to be liked by others. Whether it’s things, food or people, good-looking is the first criterion.

If Song Boqin was not good-looking, the Lin family probably wouldn't want him. The Lin family's minimum standard for recruiting people must be good-looking.

Song Boqin didn't understand why he asked this, but he thought these desserts were delicious, and they all looked delicious anyway.

When he got home, Song Boqin washed Lin Muan's hands and put the Oreo Sea Salt Fortune in Lin Muan's hand.

"What is this?" Lin Mu'an squeezed the Dafu in his hand, feeling strangely soft to the touch.

"Dafu, blue dumplings, young master, try it." Song Boqin looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, feeling that he was so cute.

Lin Muan blinked and took a bite of Dafu curiously.

Daifuku's outer shell is soft and glutinous, not very sweet, and the inside is filled with cream and crushed Oreos, which tastes good, and neither of them is very sweet.

"It's not bad, you try it." Lin Muan handed the big blessing to Song Boqin with a smile.

Song Boqin leaned over and took a bite. It tasted really good. He didn't think it was very sweet. It seemed that Lin Muan liked it.

Song Boqin liked sweeter desserts, so he made them for Lin Muan according to this sweetness.

Lin Muan continued to eat Dafu, while Song Boqin went to tidy Lin Muan's room.

After Lin Muan finished chewing the big fortune, he wanted to find Song Boqin, but the maid told him that Song Boqin was upstairs.

Song Boqin just happened to come down, so there was no need for anyone to go up and call him.

"You're done eating, wipe your hands." Song Boqin looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, took out the paper and wiped Lin Mu'an's hands, and then used a wet tissue to wipe the cream on Lin Mu'an's cheeks.

"Well, this is delicious." Lin Muan smiled with squinted eyes.

"Then let's try something else." Song Boqin wiped Lin Mu'an's hands, sat down next to Lin Mu'an, and took out a small mousse cake.

The mousse cake is small and delicate, in the shape of a cube, and can be eaten in one bite if you have a big mouth.

Lin Muan was not very good at it, so he had to dig it out with a spoon and feed it to Lin Muan.

Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan's moist lips. His lips were stained with cream. Looking at them made his mouth dry for no reason.

Song Boqin tried his best to ignore the cream on Lin Muan's lips and continued to feed him.

"This is a bit sweet." Lin Mu'an took one bite and didn't want to eat it because it was really a bit too sweet.

"Go upstairs?" Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan's lips and blurted out subconsciously.

"Huh?" Lin Mu'an was confused and licked the cream on his lips.

"It's okay." Song Boqin sighed, feeling that there was something wrong with his brain. He inexplicably wanted to kiss Lin Mu'an.

"Want to go up?" Lin Mu'an smiled and asked.

Song Boqin wanted to go up, so he took Lin Muan up.

Lin Muan was sitting on the sofa and felt Song Boqin sitting next to him.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Mu'an put his hand on Song Boqin's leg and leaned against Song Boqin.

"I want to taste the cake." Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan and saw him leaning so close to him, so he put his arms around Lin Muan's waist.

"Do you want me to feed you? I can't see, I might feed it to your face." Lin Mu'an rubbed against Song Boqin and lay on Song Boqin's lap.

"You don't need to feed me, Master, I just need to taste it myself." Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan's lips and touched Lin Muan's cheek with his hand.

"Ah?" Lin Muan blinked in confusion.

The next moment he knew what Song Boqin was going to do, Song Boqin kissed him.

Song Boqin kissed Lin Muan's lips and licked Lin Muan's lips.

Lin Muan was a little confused and didn't know whether he should respond.

"Young master, open your mouth wider." Song Boqin pinched Lin Muan's face and stared into Lin Muan's eyes.

Lin Muan pursed his lips and opened his mouth obediently.