Jiang Yan, who had already fallen into a sweet sleep, was startled. She asked the thoughtless Nan Yan in disbelief, "What use do you think it would be to take me with you?"
If a ghost really came, I'd be the first one to run away anyway.
But Nan Yan just wanted Jiang Yan to accompany him. He even made empty promises, saying if she didn't go, he'd make her eat boiled cabbage for three days, but if she went, he'd cook her feasts for three days.
He used both threats and enticements. Jiang Yan could only swallow her anger as Nan Yan scooped her up. But she still felt something was oddly off. "You want me to accompany you... to the bathroom?"
Nan Yan had already walked to the bathroom door before he realized. The little fairy was a girl!
Nan Yan felt a bit awkward, but he didn't have the heart to send Jiang Yan back. He could only steel himself and place Jiang Yan on the carpet in front of the bathroom door, telling her to wait outside.
Jiang Yan had no choice but to hold her nose and wait outside. But Nan Yan took a long time to come out. When she looked up, Nan Yan poked his head out from the door crack, his expression conflicted. He stammered to Jiang Yan, "No peeking. You, you cover your ears!"
Jiang Yan helplessly complied, thinking to herself, "So he does know how to feel embarrassed." But faint sounds still came through.
Inside, Nan Yan washed his hands until they were nearly raw before coming out red-faced. Without saying a word, he tucked Jiang Yan back into bed.
From that day on, Nan Yan entered a state of constant embarrassment. He was evasive around Jiang Yan, but living together meant they had to face each other eventually.
Soon, due to work reasons, Nan Yan got a chance to temporarily part with Jiang Yan. Their team had taken on an out-of-town job, requiring them to work in another city for a few days.
Actually, he could have arranged for Jiang Yan to stay home like last time. But this job was more relaxed, only requiring daily cooperation for shooting, so he had time to take care of her. Moreover, she had been staying at home all this time, never going out...
After much consideration, Nan Yan silently decided to bring Jiang Yan along.
So when the Little Assistant thoughtfully tried to take his backpack on the car, Nan Yan directly refused. He even hid the backpack behind his back, seriously explaining, "There are some personal items inside."
The Little Assistant awkwardly withdrew her hand, thinking to herself how personal these items must be for someone who normally wouldn't stand if he could sit, and wouldn't sit if he could lie down, to actually carry his own bag.
The backpack was left slightly open to allow the little one inside to breathe. The journey was too long, and it was boring inside the bag, so Jiang Yan fell asleep with her face pressed against the lining.
Upon reaching the company, Nan Yan adjusted the zipper so outsiders couldn't see inside, slung the backpack on, and went in to gather with the others before taking a car together.
The collaborating party had arranged a hotel for them. After resting and getting ready, they were to go for the shoot. Worried that hotel cleaners, staff, or even obsessive fans might enter the room, Nan Yan directly brought Jiang Yan to the shooting location.
He secretly agreed with Jiang Yan on conditions like not moving around or being discovered by others, then placed the bag on the resting sofa, ordering the Little Assistant not to let anyone touch it.
This gave the Little Assistant a legitimate chance to slack off.
People came and went at the shooting site, but fortunately, everyone was busy with the shoot. So no one paid attention to the backpack.
The space inside the bag was cramped and stuffy, with constant noisy sounds from outside. Bored, Jiang Yan turned on the tablet Nan Yan had left inside.
The Little Assistant was watching her artist work when something seemed to move in her peripheral vision. She urgently remembered Nan's instructions and quickly returned her gaze to the backpack, but suddenly frowned, noticing something amiss.
The Little Assistant couldn't help but walk over, leaning in to look at the backpack, hesitating whether to reach out and touch it, when suddenly someone took the bag away.
The Little Assistant was startled and was about to say it couldn't be moved when she realized it was Nan Yan.
Nan Yan held the bag, his breathing slightly rapid, and asked her as if nothing was wrong, "What's the matter?"
The Little Assistant was a bit flustered, pointing at the bag and stammering, "I, I saw, inside..."
"What did you see?" Nan Yan unconsciously furrowed his brow, his usually youthful and refreshing appearance taking on a subtle air of intimidation.
The Little Assistant let out a long breath and finished, "Your tablet is on and not turned off."
