Ning Chunchi suddenly asked, "Do you have a passport?"
Jiang Yumiao nodded. Although he had never been abroad, he had once had an opportunity to go on a university-funded exchange during college, and had gotten his passport then. But between working part-time and keeping up with his studies, he had fallen ill just before departure and ended up missing the trip.
When he moved, he had checked his documents and discovered that the system had brought over the ones from his own world too, though their format and contents had been changed to match this world.
With its host on vacation, the system had naturally taken a vacation too. Only when it sensed his thoughts did it leisurely come online. "Don't worry! Even if you didn't have one, I could make you one on the spot."
Jiang Yumiao said, "...Impressive!"
Ning Chunchi got off work late that day. By the time he finished showering, Jiang Yumiao was already in bed.
Ning Chunchi knew what to do, too. He never brought up sleeping in another room again and simply lay down beside Jiang Yumiao.
At first, Jiang Yumiao was huddled at the edge of the bed, some distance from Ning Chunchi. But the moment the lights went out and the room fell dark, he immediately began inching toward him.
Naturally, Ning Chunchi could feel the movement on the other side of the bed. Jiang Yumiao was moving too slowly for his patience, so when he was halfway over, Ning Chunchi reached out and pulled him straight into his arms.
After what he had learned that afternoon, Jiang Yumiao's gratitude toward Ning Chunchi had turned into an even deeper affection, so full it almost spilled out of his heart. Besides, they would soon be filming again. Being under so many people's watchful