Chapter 391, Afraid I’ll keep freeloading meals from you? (Second update)

It was dark, and all the lights in the underground garage were on.

Jiang Yisheng rushed out, forgetting to bring his sunglasses and mask; he could only sneak over on tiptoes.

"Jiang Yisheng, why are you acting like a thief?" Ji Mingqian sat on the motorcycle and saw the figure crouching and running from afar, his lips curving into a light smile.

Following the sound of the voice, Jiang Yisheng hastened his steps and ran over.

"Why are you wearing so little?" Seeing him still in a red sweater, Ji Mingqian frowned.

"The wind outside is strong."

If he let him catch a cold, wouldn’t he become a sinner?

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, his smile goofy, "It’s fine, I have a heat pack stuck inside my clothes."

Ji Mingqian glanced at him and took off his own coat to toss to him, "Put it on."

The black coat still retained a faint warmth, a crisp fragrance wafted around his nostrils.

Jiang Yisheng looked down at the coat in his hands, his lips slightly pursed.

"What about you?"

Ji Mingqian put on his mask, "I have a sweater and a scarf, I won’t freeze, hurry up, don’t just stand there."

After hesitating for a moment, he shook open the coat and put it on; the oversized fit was a bit loose on him.

"Get on." Ji Mingqian handed him the helmet, while he himself wore a mask and sunglasses.

Jiang Yisheng took the helmet and put it on with practiced ease, then took his place on the motorcycle’s pillion seat.

"Vroom vroom vroom—"

The arrogant roar echoed through the garage.

"Hold tight."

Riding his motorcycle wasn’t a first for Jiang Yisheng; he was already mentally prepared.

The dazzling blue motorcycle burst out of the garage and disappeared into the night.

A moment later, Jiang Yisheng sat in the private room, his head a bit dazed.

Why the heck had they ended up at a hotpot city after all that?

"What are you dazing out for? Order," Ji Mingqian handed him the menu.

Jiang Yisheng touched his nose and stammered, "I can’t eat spicy food."

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, "There’s split hotpot too, you know."

Had he never eaten hotpot before?

Jiang Yisheng chuckled awkwardly and started to peruse the menu.

After ordering, Ji Mingqian picked up a cup and took a sip of water.

"Weren’t you back in Country Y?" Jiang Yisheng put down the menu and looked sideways at the person next to him.

Ji Mingqian curled his lips, "You’ve got a movie theater booked for me, I’ve got to show up to support your autograph session, don’t I?"

It was a matter of give and take, but was it just that?

Jiang Yisheng lowered his gaze and put the cup he’d picked up back in place.

"Oh right, I almost forgot Ajiu didn’t come. I’ll give her a call."

"Jiuliang left the house," Jiang Yisheng said.

"Left?" Ji Mingqian’s hand holding the phone paused.

"To where?"

Ajiu wasn’t going to look for Li Mochan, was she?

Before he could wonder further, Jiang Yisheng’s words confirmed his guess.

"She left a note, saying she was going to find her cousin."

Ji Mingqian’s lips twitched slightly.

The foolish girl.

She feared the heat more than anyone, yet she went to the Desert of Hell.

Saying she wouldn’t go, yet in the end, she went; what a contrary person.

"When are you leaving?" Jiang Yisheng asked.

Ji Mingqian raised an eyebrow, "Why, scared I’ll keep mooching off you?"

"Sort of. After all, I don’t have much money, what if you eat me into bankruptcy?" Jiang Yisheng quickly retorted.

Ji Mingqian glanced at him, letting him interpret the look.

He didn’t have much money?

Yeah, right.

Soon, the hotpot broths were brought out.

Half spicy, half not.

Jiang Yisheng looked at the fiery-red hotpot broth, the spicy essence almost tangible.

"Do you think watching me eat will fill you up?" Ji Mingqian noticed he wasn’t eating much and picked up a chopstick full of beef for him.