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

Lin Muan lowered his head and looked at Pudding, then reached out to catch its claws.

Qiao Nanqi happened to see this scene and stared blankly at the man and the cat.

Someone on the crew was watching Lin Muan and was already planning to take pictures. Qiao Nanqi walked over in three steps and stood in front of the phone.

"You can't take pictures." Qiao Nanqi looked at the person who wanted to take pictures fiercely and said sternly.

The person who wanted to take pictures was so frightened that he dropped his phone. Lin Muan heard the movement and looked over.

"Brother Qi." Lin Muan shouted.

Qiao Nanqi clicked his tongue, picked up the phone and gave it back to the man, then walked up to Lin Mu'an.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Nanqi looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile and realized that Lin Mu'an was not wearing a mask and that the mask was being scratched by a kitten.

"Brother Qi, take a photo for me." Lin Muan handed the phone to Qiao Nanqi and said with a smile.

"Okay." Qiao Nanqi liked to see Lin Muan smile and took the phone.

Qiao Nanqi found a suitable position to take a few photos of Lin Muan. He felt good about it, so he gave his phone to Lin Muan.

Lin Muan looked at it and felt it was okay.

Everyone in the crew was staring at the two of them, and Lin Muan could only choose to ignore it, otherwise he would be very tired of himself.

"Xiao Guai, why are you taking pictures?" Qiao Nanqi sat down next to Lin Mu'an and watched him flip through the photos.

"Daily business." Lin Muan said and opened Fanbo.

Qiao Nanqi looked at Lin Muan's small number of fans, and then looked at Lin Muan's fan blogs. They were basically daily things, but the comments were directly proportional to the number of fans.

It seems that they are all Lin Muan's true fans.

Lin Mu'an clicked on the editing page and sent out the photo and copy he had just taken.

"Spring and blooming flowers are not to be missed." Qiao Nan prayed and read Lin Muan's copywriting, feeling very good.

"Brother Qi, do you know the next sentence?" Lin Muan smiled and refreshed the page, and soon there were hundreds of comments.

"What?" Qiao Nanqi really didn't know, so he was very curious, but he kept staring at Lin Muan's phone page.

"The person who shares the appreciation is right next to me." Lin Mu'an selected a few comments and replied, "But this is just a copywriting, it has nothing to do with the poem, please don't think too much about it."

"Okay, but now I'm the one enjoying the flowers with Xiaoguai." Qiao Nanqi looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile.

"Yeah." Lin Muan smiled and turned off the phone.

Pudding was going to sleep on Lin Muan's lap, but Qiao Nanqi touched him hard.

"Are you still sour?" Qiao Nanqi held Pudding's face and asked casually.

"Yeah." Lin Muan didn't look at Qiao Nanqi, picked up the fruit tea on the side and took a sip.

Qiao Nanqi stretched out his hand and rubbed Lin Muan's waist. The two chatted without saying a word. Later, Qiao Nanqi was called to take pictures again. Lin Muan rolled out the pudding for a while and leaned back lazily on the chair.

By the time Qiao Nanqi finished shooting, it was already dusk.

Lin Mu'an didn't know when he fell asleep. Zhou Lang put a blanket over him. When Qiao Nanqi saw that he was asleep, he greeted the crew and picked up Lin Mu'an.

Lin Muan was picked up, and the feeling of weightlessness woke him up.

"Did you finish filming?" Lin Mu'an looked at Qiao Nanqi doubtfully.

"Well, if you feel sleepy, just take a nap." Qiao Nanqi smiled at Lin Mu'an.

"No, Brother Qi, please let me down. This is not good." Lin Muan patted Qiao Nanqi's hand.

Qiao Nanqi listened to Lin Muan this time and let it go.

"Are you hungry, little darling? Should you go home to eat or find a restaurant nearby?" Qiao Nanqi looked at Lin Muan and asked.

Lin Muan looked at the time on his phone.

"Go home and eat. If you eat outside, there will be paparazzi."

"Row."

The two walked side by side and discussed what to eat when they went home, which shocked the crew. They really didn't expect Qiao Nanqi to have such a gentle side.

I feel that after Qiao Nanqi announced his relationship, most people would be shocked, especially Qiao Nanqi's fans.

After arriving home, it was just in time for dinner. Aunt Wu was still cooking in the kitchen. Nan Minghui was overjoyed to see them back together.

"Meow~"

After Lin Muan stepped in, Niannian rushed to Lin Muan's feet and meowed, rubbing his head against Lin Muan's legs. Lin Muan bent down and picked up Niannian.

"Mom." Lin Muan looked at Nan Minghui with a smile.

"Well, I went out with Xiaoqi. Come and sit." Nan Minghui waved to Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an hugged Niannian and sat next to Nan Minghui. Qiao Anqi pouted, expressing that she didn't like having her daughter-in-law snatched away by her mother as soon as she returned home.

"Went to Xiaoqi's crew? Is that fun?" Nan Minghui touched her sticky head and looked at her.

"It's okay." Lin Mu'an smiled, "Mom, I want to take on some relaxing variety shows later. I can't go to the Qi Ge crew every day. It's not good."

Nan Minghui frowned. She didn't want Lin Muan to work, mainly because she hadn't taken care of herself yet.

"Is that okay? Mom~" Lin Mu'an took Nan Minghui's arm and said coquettishly.

"It's okay, but you have to let him follow you." It was rare for Nan Minghui to see Lin Muan acting coquettishly, so she quickly agreed, but she still had a request, and pointed to Qiao Nanqi on the side.

Lin Mu'an looked at Qiao Nanqi with a tangled expression on his face.

"Mom, it will feel very strange for Brother Qi to be with me." Lin Muan pursed his lips and declined politely.

"Weird? There's nothing strange about it. You two are husband and wife. I don't think who dares to say anything." Nan Minghui was not afraid of Qiao Nanqi's fans knowing about it anyway.

Fans, if things go wrong, the worst they can do is let Qiao Nanqi come back and inherit the family business. Acting in those few dramas is just a hobby.

Nan Minghui knew that Qiao Nanqi would know how to choose. Anyway, the fans and the wife could only want one.

Qiao Nanqi shut up and said nothing. Lin Muan said that he would not be scolded. If he dared to interrupt, Nan Minghui would definitely scold him.

"Meow~ meow~" Nian Nian didn't understand what her father was talking to her grandma, but she wanted to attract her father's attention and didn't want to be masturbated by her father.

Lin Mu'an looked at Niannian, who was struggling in Qiao Nanqi's hand, trying to escape from his clutches.

Qiao Nanqi smiled awkwardly, and Lin Muan took Niannian into his arms and continued talking to Nan Minghui.

When it came to eating, the final result was that he had to take Qiao Nanqi with him. Lin Muan had no choice but to let Qiao Nanqi take care of the arrangements.

Qiao Nanqi was very happy to be on a variety show with his wife. He immediately asked Zhou Lang to find a program that was relaxing and fun, and he could make money while playing, which was the best of both worlds.

After dinner, the two of them went for a walk as usual, still wearing sticky clothes, but this time they walked a little further, and Lin Muan wore thick clothes this time.

"Xiao Guai, Zhou Lang said that he told you that the play directed by Wu Tong is the one I mentioned yesterday that is suitable for Xiao Guai." Qiao Nanqi said casually.

"Ok?"

"When Zhou Lang said this, you said you didn't remember. Does Xiaoguai's memory not be very good?"

Lin Muan was stunned for a moment, and he really couldn't remember what happened that day.

"It seems... I can't remember clearly." Lin Mu'an looked at Qiao Nanqi a little apologetically.