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

The play has ended at this point, but the director didn't call for a break, everyone was still in the zone, and the studio was extremely quiet for a while.

Qin Song didn't know how to continue the performance. He really wanted to hug Lin Mu'an.

"Director." Qin Song's voice was cold, even colder than Gu Yuan's voice just now.

The assistant director came to his senses and called a card, asking people to remove the scene and let the actors rest.

Qin Song walked quickly towards Lin Muan. At this moment, the staff was wiping Lin Muan's blood. The blood from the blood bag was stained on his neck. Qin Song stared at Lin Muan, with those resentful little eyes, he knew what he wanted to do.

"Go and do other things." Lin Mu'an looked into Qin Song's eyes and said to the staff, hooking his hand towards Qin Song.

The staff member nodded, put down the veil and left. Qin Song glanced at the staff member, approached Lin Muan, squatted in front of Lin Muan, and put his arms around Lin Muan's waist.

Lin Mu'an's crown was taken off, her long hair was hanging loose like a waterfall, her clothes were a little loose, there was some blood on her face and neck, the corners of her eyes were red, and her lips were a little white, she looked like a sickly beauty. .

"My dear." Qin Song's voice was a little dull.

"Brother is going to make a show, it's not good to get trapped in it." Lin Muan touched Qin Song's head.

The whole crew pretended not to see the two people's movements, and of course they couldn't do anything if they saw them. Moreover, these two people didn't look like a financial sponsor supporting a starlet. All their expressions and movements were very natural, and they were a true couple.

"Okay, listen to me, little darling, can you kiss me now?" Qin Song leaned his head sideways on Lin Mu'an's leg, playing with Lin Mu'an's hair with his fingers, and talking as if he was coquettish.

Lin Muan looked down at Qin Song, leaned over and kissed Qin Song's face.

"Is it okay?" Lin Muan asked, touching Qin Song's head.

Qin Song glanced at Lin Muan's lips, put his hands on Lin Muan's knees, raised his head slightly, and moved closer to him.

"No."

Lin Muan smiled and kissed Qin Song on the lips.

"May I?"

"Ah."

In fact, it was not enough. Qin Song wanted to kiss Lin Muan for a longer time. The kiss was like a thirsty person in the desert encountering a small puddle as big as a fist. It could not quench his thirst at all.

But Qin and Song didn't want to kiss anymore, especially if they were outside, and they didn't want people to watch them all the time.

Qin Song didn't insist on kissing Lin Mu'an, and consciously picked up the handkerchief to wipe the blood on Lin Mu'an's face and neck.

Lin Muan's hair was not all his own, but also some wigs. Because his hair was not long enough, he needed a wig. Qin Song started to slowly remove the wig. This carefulness made everyone in the crew watch. I think the two of them are sweet.

Of course, there is no need to think too much, everyone automatically added a pink atmosphere around the two of them.

Qin Song lifted Lin Muan's hair, and his slender white neck was exposed in front of his eyes, which made people daydream about it.

"Is there any more on your neck?" Lin Muan turned his head and looked at Qin Song.

"No, it's very clean." Qin Song reached out and rubbed Lin Muan's neck.

Lin Mu'an felt a little numb and shrank his neck unconsciously.

Qin Song held Lin Muan's neck and started massaging it.

"The crown is very heavy, so I will rub it for you in case you get sore." Qin Song explained.

"Okay." Lin Mu'an endured the numbness and let Qin Song massage it.

After rubbing it for a while, Qin Song stopped pressing it. Mainly because it was already red and he couldn't control the intensity.

"Does it hurt, little one?" Qin Song asked.

"Somewhat." Lin Muan nodded slightly.

"I used too much force and it turned red. I'm sorry." Qin Song scratched Lin Muan's neck with his fingers.

"It's okay." Lin Mu'an trembled, his neck was unexpectedly a little ticklish, "Brother, don't you want to change clothes? Let's go to dinner, and the rest should be a night show."

"Okay, let's go together."

The two changed clothes, then returned to the hotel and took a shower before going to dinner. After dinner, Lin Muan accompanied Qin Song on the night shift. He spent the rest of the time back at the hotel working, mainly editing.

Although he hired an editor, it was not ideal. He focused on finding these cameras, mainly because they had to be well shot and the storyboards were good. When the main video was given to him, he basically edited, deleted clips and sorted out the order.

Once he passes the test, he can find a voice actor. Some actors are not that good in stage skills, so voice acting is very necessary.

"Aren't you still asleep, little darling?" Qin Song heated up a glass of milk and brought it in.

Putting the milk on the table, Qin Song bent over and hugged Lin Muan from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"It's coming soon. If there are no problems with these clips, you can go to bed. If there are problems, they will be deleted. Then there are still some that need to be retaken. I will sort them out." Lin Muan reached out and touched Qin Song's face.

"Okay." Qin Song took advantage of Lin Mu'an's hand to take it away, took Lin Mu'an's hand and kissed the palm, "I have nothing to do tomorrow, so I will stay with you."

"elder brother……"

"I want to stay with my dear, but I won't cause trouble."

Lin Muan wanted Qin Song to sleep first, but Qin Song knew what he was going to say and interrupted him, speaking in a gentle whisper, which made Lin Muan's ears red, and finally acquiesced without saying anything.

Qin Song sat next to Lin Muan and stared at him with burning eyes. Lin Muan felt that this gaze was too intense.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"Xiao Guai is so skilled." Qin Song glanced at Lin Muan's hand.

"Brother knows that I am director L, so he must also know that I have more than just this one work in my hands. I edited all those movies and TV series, so it is normal to be proficient." Lin Muan continued to operate.

"Yes, Xiaoguai is really awesome."

Lin Mu'an responded and continued working. He worked for about three or four hours. Qin Song stared at him like this for three or four hours. Lin Mu'an admired him because he didn't feel bored.

He finished the milk Qin Song brought him. Lin Muan was about to stand up and stretch. Qin Song's eyes followed him all the time.

While Lin Mu'an was stretching, Qin Song reached out and pinched Lin Mu'an's waist. Lin Mu'an shivered, neither stretching nor stretching.

"elder brother?"

"scared?"

"No."

Qin Song pulled the man closer, lifted up a corner of his pajamas, and pressed his face against it.

Lin Muan didn't understand what Qin Song was doing, but he didn't stop him.

"What's wrong, brother?" Lin Muan touched Qin Song's ear.

Qin Song didn't say anything, but smelled the fragrance of Lin Mu'an.

"Afraid." Qin Song spoke in a muffled voice.

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Muan asked softly.

"I'm afraid that the little boy will disappear and never be found again." Qin Song's chest felt tight. He had been feeling like this since the scene in the morning. He was very uncomfortable, as if Lin Mu'an had really disappeared and he could not be found.

"It won't disappear, brother, I'm not afraid." Lin Muan was startled.

Did you cast such a big shadow on him in your previous life? Why is the world so afraid that he is missing? Even if he dreams that he is missing, he will wake up as if he has lost his soul.