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

"It's not hard, young master, rest early." Awang smiled and nodded slightly.

He didn't say much. After following Lin Muan for so many years, he understood what Lin Muan meant.

Wen Qingli wiped Lin Muan dry, and Lin Muan had to do the rest.

Soaking in the tub, Lin Muan felt like he was alive.

After dancing for a while and soaking in the sea water, it was strange to feel comfortable.

"Qingli~" Lin Muan breathed out comfortably and glanced at Wen Qingli behind the screen.

The screen is made of silk, and Wen Qingli can be seen vaguely.

"What's wrong, young master?" Wen Qingli asked, but did not dare to look at the screen.

"Come in and help me wash my hair. I'm so tired that I don't even want to lift my arms." Lin Mu'an moved, lying next to the barrel, staring at Wen Qingli.

However, what responded to Lin Muan was Wen Qingli's silence.

"We are all men, what is Qingli afraid of? Qingli also knows, I can't eat people, let alone eat Qingli, Qingli help me~" Lin Muan looked at the food in the barrel Shui's tone was a bit coquettish.

Wen Qingli clenched his fists, hesitated again and then went in.

Lin Muan smiled and looked at Wen Qingli, who had red ears, and sat down obediently.

Wen Qingli didn't dare to look around and washed Lin Muan's hair carefully.

Lin Muan smiled, closed his eyes and enjoyed Wen Qingli washing his hair.

Wen Qingli glanced at Lin Muan and saw that he had closed his eyes, feeling inexplicably relieved.

He felt that Lin Muan looked at him with too much enthusiasm, which made him unable to resist.

But after looking at Lin Muan, Wen Qingli's eyes would glance at Lin Muan's lips.

It's really too moist and attractive.

Wen Qingli felt a little dry in his throat, coughed lightly, lowered his eyes and carefully washed Lin Muan's hair.

Lin Muan could feel his gaze, but he wouldn't tease him now.

After washing his hair, Lin Muan sat up straight, turned around and left without saying a word after hearing Qingli.

"Qingli~" Lin Muan turned to look at Wen Qingli with a brisk tone.

Wen Qingli paused as he stepped out, not daring to turn his head.

"Young Master... don't... don't tease me. What do you need me to do? Young Master said." Wen Qingli pursed his lips, feeling very distressed.

"Come here." Lin Muan glanced at the water in the barrel and stirred the water.

Wen Qingli really didn't dare to turn around, but he couldn't refuse Lin Muan in his heart.

So he turned around anyway, but he didn't dare to look at Lin Muan.

"Qingli..." Lin Mu'an looked up at Wen Qingli and reached out to hold Wen Qingli's sleeve, "Qingli lowered his head so that I could tell you."

"Mr... Young Master... please don't torment me..." The moment Wen Qingli looked at Lin Mu'an, he blushed, the corners of his eyes were red, and his voice was still hoarse.

Lin Mu'an blinked, indicating that he didn't quite understand what he meant, and held Wen Qingli's right hand and placed it next to his cheek.

Wen Qingli closed his eyes. This picture made his heart a little unbearable.

Lin Mu'an turned his head, kissed Wen Qingli's palm, buried half of his face in Wen Qingli's palm, and stared at Wen Qingli with his bright eyes.

Wen Qingli felt that his whole body was not in good condition, and that feeling that only occurred during the fever period was very strong.

"Qingli wash with me." Lin Mu'an narrowed his eyes, stared at Wen Qingli, and said seriously.

"No... no, sir... I don't seem to be well right now... we can't wash together..." Wen Qingli couldn't speak clearly, and his hands were shaking so much.

Lin Muan smiled and stared at Wen Qingli, not letting him withdraw his hand.

"Why not? The tub is big enough to hold Qingli's." Lin Mu'an said nonchalantly, pulling down Wen Qingli's hand and putting some water into Wen Qingli's hand.

Wen Qingli knew that Lin Muan understood what he meant, but he knew that there was nothing he could do if he pretended not to understand. He was stupid and could not speak to Lin Muan.

"Wash together." Lin Mu'an repeated, staring at Wen Qingli resolutely.

"I can agree to take a shower together, but sir, can you close your eyes?" Wen Qingli blushed and had no idea why he agreed.

"You want me to close my eyes?" Lin Muan smiled and kissed Wen Qingli's palm.

"Yeah." Wen Qingli blushed and responded softly.

Lin Muan held Wen Qingli's hand and closed his eyes.

Wen Qingli was very distressed by this, but Lin Muan said he was afraid that he would run away so he held him. In the end, he had to give his hands to Lin Muan before taking off his clothes.

When he got into the tub, the water immediately overflowed.

Lin Muan opened his eyes and looked at Wen Qingli, his eyes bright and scary.

Wen Qingli really couldn't resist Lin Muan's eyes. He sat in the bathtub and didn't dare to move. He subconsciously turned his head away from Lin Muan.

Lin Muan approached Wen Qingli and was so frightened that his whole body froze.

"Master!" Wen Qingli stretched out his hand to stop Lin Muan and asked him to come over. If Lin Muan discovered his situation, it would be bad.

Lin Muan looked at Wen Qingli's hand, grabbed his hand, brought it to his face, tilted his head slightly, stared at Wen Qingli, and licked his fingertips.

His behavior made Wen Qingli blush extremely red.

"Qingli doesn't want to eat me? When I look at Qingli who is shy and blushing, I really want to bully and eat me." Lin Mu'an didn't care about Wen Qingli's rejection, and put his hands on Wen Qingli's sides. , looked at Wen Qingli with a smile in his eyes.

Wen Qingli closed his eyes directly and frowned.

"Master... please... I... really..." Wen Qingli felt really uncomfortable.

He felt that his fever period was coming, inexplicably earlier than expected.

Lin Muan looked at Wen Qingli with a smile, reached out to hold Wen Qingli's face, and kissed Wen Qingli's lips.

Wen Qingli was so frightened that he opened his eyes and subconsciously reached out to push Lin Muan.

But Lin Muan wasn't that easy to push. He just deliberately moved away and then came closer, so Wen Qingli didn't dare to push him hard.

The body would naturally collide with sparks, but Wen Qingli didn't want to let himself get close.

"Qingli...Are all sharks like this?" Lin Mu'an moved his hand and spoke into Wen Qingli's ear, exhaling softly on purpose.

When Wen Qingli heard what he said, his face turned pale and he was stunned and didn't move.

"Two... let's do the ceremony..."

Wen Qingli reached out and covered Lin Muan's mouth, not wanting to hear him say any more. He was panicked and excited, and he didn't know why his heart was beating so fast.

Lin Mu'an glanced at Wen Qingli's hand and licked Wen Qingli's palm with the tip of his tongue.

Wen Qingli felt itchy in his throat, stared at Lin Muan's smiling eyes, and took a deep breath that was imperceptible.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's a shark, as long as it's Qingli." Lin Muan hugged Wen Qingli and said softly.

"Sir... this is wrong..." Wen Qingli nervously grabbed Lin Muan's wrist.

"I don't know what to do, so why is something wrong?" Lin Muan stared at Wen Qingli.

"Master...what are you doing now?" Wen Qingli suppressed the veins on his forehead that were bulging, and did not dare to use force on the hand holding Lin Muan's wrist for fear of hurting Lin Muan.