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

Lin Mu'an turned off the hair dryer and looked at Qiao Nanqi in a panic with worry in his eyes, completely at a loss.

When Qiao Nanqi heard what Lin Mu'an said, he subconsciously reached out and touched his philtrum. He didn't feel anything coming out, but when he took it off, he saw that it was really a nosebleed.

Seeing that he was still touching, Lin Muan hurriedly went to get the paper, rolled it into a cylinder and blocked his nose.

"Is it because of the change of seasons? How come you have a nosebleed?" Lin Muan squatted in front of Qiao Nanqi, looking up at him worriedly, holding a tissue in his hand to wipe Qiao Nanqi's hands.

Qiao Nanqi could feel the nosebleed now, and he could clearly feel that it was bleeding more.

Lin Muan squatted between his legs. Although he didn't do anything, you could say he had dirty thoughts, but he still reacted.

Qiao Nanqi shook his head, trying to get rid of the yellow waste in his mind.

Lin Mu'an didn't notice and was about to stand up, but Qiao Nanqi reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mu'an looked at him doubtfully.

"No...it's okay." Qiao Nanqi hurriedly let go.

Lin Mu'an picked up his cell phone and opened Fandu to search for 'What to do with nosebleeds'. Most of them were about what to do with children's nosebleeds. After scrolling for a long time, he found something useful.

But looking at Qiao Nanqi's current state, it seemed that he had done nothing wrong, but he just didn't know if he was still bleeding.

Lin Mu'an closed the phone and leaned over to look at Qiao Nanqi, carefully studying his nose. Qiao Nanqi didn't know where to look, but his eyes widened first anyway.

"Brother Qi, let me see if the bleeding is still there." Lin Muan said, reaching out and taking out the paper stuffing his nose.

It was fine after letting it sit for a second at first, but it finally started to flow out. Qiao Nanqi stretched out his hand to catch the nosebleed, not daring to open his mouth.

"It looks like it's not healed yet, let's wait a moment." Lin Mu'an took out a few pieces of paper and put them in Qiao Nanqi's hand to prevent the blood from flowing down his arm to the bed.

Qiao Nanqi thought that maybe it would be better if Lin Mu'an put his clothes on. He was now filled with desire and fire, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Lin Mu'an found a wet tissue, but he blocked Qiao Nanqi's bleeding nose first, wiped the blood on his lips and chin with a wet tissue, and also wiped the blood off his hands.

"Little boy...!"

Qiao Nanqi was about to grab Lin Muan and tell him to put on his clothes, but he accidentally pulled Lin Muan's bath towel. The towel slipped off and his words stopped abruptly.

Feeling that he would die from a nosebleed tonight, Qiao Nanqi found that his nosebleed was getting worse and worse.

Lin Mu'an was stunned for a moment, then blushed and picked up the bath towel. Without saying a word, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to change.

After coming out, Lin Muan looked at Qiao Nanqi's nosebleed-stained paper, and somehow knew why he had a nosebleed.

"Stop thinking, I'm just going to change my clothes. Why don't you change the paper yourself?" Lin Mu'an took out a piece of paper, sat down next to Qiao Nanqi, took out the paper from his nose, and stuffed it in again.

"I don't want to think nonsense, but when I see Xiaoguai like that, I can't control my thoughts, and then..." Qiao Nanqi felt guilty. He didn't dare to say what he thought, so he stopped here.

"Then don't think about it." Lin Mu'an was really speechless. He stood up and picked up the hair dryer on the side and continued to blow Qiao Nanqi's hair.

There was only the buzzing of the hair dryer in Qiao Nanqi's ears, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Mu'an's belly. Because he had to raise his hand to hold the hair dryer, Lin Mu'an's pajamas shrank up a little.

The fair skin was dazzling in front of his eyes, which made him greedy.

"Close your eyes." When Lin Mu'an noticed that Qiao Nanqi was stunned, he happened to notice where he was looking. "If you don't want more nosebleeds, then close your eyes."

Qiao Nanqi had no choice but to obey and close his eyes. When Lin Mu'an dried his hair, he felt that his nosebleed had stopped.

He changed the paper himself and tried several times to see if there was still blood. He felt relieved until there was only ant-sized blood on the paper towel. He was really afraid that he would die from a nosebleed.

Lin Muan was relieved when he saw that he didn't have a nosebleed, and put away the blood-stained papers.

"My dear~" Qiao Nan prayed that the nosebleed would stop, and then started to pester Lin Mu'an again.

"Huh?" Lin Muan just finished cleaning up and looked at Qiao Nanqi doubtfully.

"Can you let me kiss your belly?" Qiao Nanqi looked at Lin Mu'an with pleading eyes. After seeing Lin Mu'an's expressionless face, he blinked pretentiously.

Lin Muan was really expressionless. Why would a handsome man who is 1.93 meters tall, with eight-pack abs have repeated words in his mouth?

This is even more outrageous than watching the finale of Journey to the West and discovering that Sun Wukong was the king of the daughter country in his previous life.

Why did Lin Muan describe it like this? It was because Alili was reading this book a few days ago and found out that it was a pirated version.

"No, I refuse." Lin Muan frowned and waited for Qiao Nanqi.

When Qiao Nanqi saw that Lin Mu'an disagreed, he instantly changed from a sunflower blooming in the morning sun to a wilting flower.

"Why? I just kiss my belly. I don't know how to do anything else." Qiao Nanqi really wanted to kiss Lin Muan's belly, so he explained to himself very aggrievedly.

"If you say you can't, you can't. There is no reason." Lin Muan covered his stomach and glared at Qiao Nanqi.

Qiao Nanqi curled his lips and looked at Lin Muan, looking like a little mushroom that had been beaten by the rain, childish and pitiful.

However, Lin Muan would not pity him. Who would pity a tall man who is 1.93 meters tall? Among the absolute advantages and disadvantages, he is at a disadvantage. If he agrees, he will definitely suffer.

Lin Mu'an ignored Qiao Nanqi, put away the packed suitcase, hugged Nian Nian and went to bed, looking at Qiao Nanqi defensively.

Sticky doesn’t understand, Sticky just wants to hang out with her dad.

So under Qiao Nanqi's envious eyes, Nian Nian stood on Lin Mu'an's lap, with his front paws on Lin Mu'an's shoulders and his little head rubbing against Lin Mu'an's neck.

Lin Muan rubbed his sticky back, scrolled through his phone, and glared at Qiao Nanqi from time to time.

Qiao Nanqi only felt weak and helpless, like a resentful woman in a boudoir. She was lying on the bed, not playing with her mobile phone, and staring straight at Lin Muan.

"It's scary, close your eyes and go to sleep." Lin Mu'an couldn't stand Qiao Nanqi's eyes anymore, so she reached out to cover his eyes.

Qiao Nanqi reached out to hold Lin Muan's hand and moved his hand to his lips.

"I'll just give you a kiss, and I'll sleep obediently." Qiao Nanqi blinked at Lin Muan, and touched Lin Muan's palm with his lips.

"I've touched Nianni with this hand." Lin Mu'an withdrew his hand and turned away from Qiao Nanqi, "It's still not okay."

Qiao Nanqi rested his head on one hand and stared at Guannian nestled in Lin Muan's lap with his lips pouted, his resentment continuing to spread.