This host is the villain

Consciousness was drowsy... Yi Ling wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but unexpectedly, after seeing clearly, he found that his body was bound on a big bed.Yi Ling was very confused by this, the white body in front of him was clearly his adult's, could it be that he was pulled into the virtual space by V3?

But the surroundings were pitch black, and there was no sign of V3, no matter how he called, he still couldn't get the annoying response of ding ding ding.

"Are you awake?" came the cold voice, it was Zuo Xi's cold and unique voice.I don't know when Xi came over, like a large dog crawled on him, bit his ear aggressively, and covered his chest with his cold palm.

"Hmm... Xi, why are you here?" Yi Ling accepted Zuo Xi's touch completely, and even twisted his body a little impatiently, longing to be pampered and comforted by Xi, and then climb to bliss.

He admits that he has been dissatisfied for a long time, which in his view is not something to be ashamed of.

however……

"Heh, you annoying little fairy." Only hearing Zuo Xi's cold snort, and saying the same rotten lines in Mary Su's novels, Yi Ling suddenly realized.

Fxxk, who made him have a dream?

Yi Ling woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he was so frightened by the third-rate calcium tablets played on the in-flight TV that he almost fell off the seat. It was the seat belt that restrained him in his dream that saved his little butt once.

"Oh, you annoying little fairy."

Yi Ling's very unpleasant memories were once again aroused by a sentence of poor Chinese that he learned from the actors in the calcium tablet.

Yi Ling glared viciously at Ivan who was sitting beside him drinking a cocktail and said, "Do you want me to predict the crash time of this plane?"

The threatened Ivan showed no signs of fear, took a sip of the Spritz leisurely, and pressed the pause button, so that the two people in the calcium tablet just stopped in an indescribable position, which hurt Yi Ling when he was still young. mind (in the physical sense).

"Miofratello, as your older brother, I want to know what you like." Ivan ignored Yiling's stubborn resistance, hugged his petite brother in his arms, ravaged the short, light brown curly hair wantonly, picked up the dish One of the strawberries was stuffed into Yi Ling's mouth.

The sweet and sour taste could not resolve Yi Ling's resentment.

At this time, the appearance of an Italian man broke the deadlock between the two brothers.

"This is my personal chef. He used to be the chef of a Michelin two-star restaurant, named Miller Jona." Ivan proudly introduced, took the plate of Italian specialties, and said Grazie.

Miller Jona has a typical Italian appearance, handsome, suave, and charming with wheat-colored skin.Facing Yi Ling's gaze, Miller grinned, charming in every way.

The special dish he handed over was Italian-style Creamy Mushroom Pasta, pure white soup paired with strong butterfly pasta, in Ivan's opinion, it was a delicious dish on the side.

The corner of Yi Ling's mouth twitched, inexplicably missing Zuo Xi's simple shrimp fried rice.

Growing up with Chinese and Japanese flavors, he finds it difficult to understand this sweet and salty food.

"Miller, take out the frozen shrimp, he likes to eat braised prawns." Ivan ordered, "Seafood spaghetti."

"Understood." Miller took the instructions, knelt down on one knee and kissed the back of Ivan's hand, and hurried to prepare.

Ivan unconsciously squeezed Yi Ling in his arms, and said mysteriously, "His dishes have a magical power."

"uh-huh?"

Yi Ling cast a curious look, but bumped into the key that Ivan deliberately sold.

"Come back home with me this time, first go to the villa to relax, and then... there is a mess waiting for us to solve."