Chapter 434, you’re such a dog (four more)

He squatted down and reached out to touch his shoulder, "Hey, Jiang Yisheng, are you okay?"

Jiang Yisheng, with his head down, groaned in pain, "Uncomfortable."

Uncomfortable?

Ji Mingqian quickly recalled what he had eaten that evening; there was no mutton or pineapple.

The sharp outlines of his handsome face were tinged with a rare panic, and his deep voice took on a different tone, "Hey, don’t scare me, what’s wrong with you exactly?"

Jiang Yisheng stopped talking and clutched his hand, his knuckles white with tension.

In his panic, Ji Mingqian didn’t notice the slight trembling of his lips.

"You wait, I’ll call an ambulance." Ji Mingqian reached for the mobile phone on the table, poised to dial the number.

"Hehe."

Suddenly, a low chuckle spread through the air.

Realizing he had been tricked, Ji Mingqian’s face darkened.

Grinding his back teeth, his voice squeezed through clenched jaws, "Jiang Yisheng!"

Jiang Yisheng let go of his hand, straightened up with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, not looking the least bit uncomfortable.

"It’s your own fault, you started it. You can’t blame me." He shrugged his shoulders and grinned.

"We’re even now."

This was his own doing; he was the one who had started it.

"Even my ass." Ji Mingqian hissed through his teeth, grabbing at Jiang Yisheng’s neck.

"Of all the games, you find it fun to curse yourself?"

The disparity in their strength was too great, Jiang Yisheng found himself forced back onto him, his shirt collar wide open revealing his smooth, exquisite collarbones.

"Who made you trip me, Ji Mingqian, you started this first." Jiang Yisheng struggled to get up, retorting in dissatisfaction.

"Let go, I’m going to take a shower. If you don’t let go, I won’t be polite."

"How are you going to be impolite?" Ji Mingqian deliberately sang contrary, confident in his superior strength, provocatively taunted him.

Jiang Yisheng’s eyes darkened, and he bit Ji Mingqian’s hand.

Not expecting this move, Ji Mingqian reflexively withdrew his hand, "Damn, Jiang Yisheng, are you a dog or what?"

Jiang Yisheng seized the moment to run back to the bathroom, with Ji Mingqian chasing after him, the door slammed shut.

"..."

He looked down at the bite mark on his hand and gritted his teeth.

Jiang Yisheng, just you wait.

After finishing his shower, Wen Rang called. Jiang Yisheng curled up on the couch, talking to him on the phone.

They were discussing some adjustments related to the tour, no doubt.

Even after Ji Mingqian finished his shower and came out, Jiang Yisheng’s phone conversation wasn’t over yet.

"I’ll think about the special guest." Jiang Yisheng held the phone in one hand and browsed the document Wen Rang had sent on the tablet with the other.

He rarely invited guests to his tour, and if there were any, it was only the occasional one or two.

"Okay, discuss the rest with the team members and then let me know."

After hanging up, Jiang Yisheng put down the tablet and looked up to see the man who had already claimed a spot on the bed, a trace of hesitation flickering in the depths of his pupils.

Last night, he had fallen asleep first and didn’t know that Ji Mingqian had slept beside him. Just now, he had played a trick on Ji Mingqian, and if he got too close now, he might be turned against. He was no match for Ji Mingqian in a fight.

After thinking it over, he cleared his throat and said, "Ji Mingqian, let’s discuss something."

Ji Mingqian looked up from his phone, interested, "Let’s hear it."

"I’ll give you this couch?" Jiang Yisheng began tentatively.

Ji Mingqian was too shrewd and understood instantly what he meant.

Without a second thought, he refused, "No, I don’t want it. You keep it for yourself."

He wasn’t someone to trouble himself; that couch was too small, and he, being so large, would feel restrained sleeping on it. If he lay there all night, he might wake up with a crick in his neck.

"Jiang Yisheng, I haven’t even complained about you yet, but look at you acting all fuss. Where is your conscience?"

Ji Mingqian said with a sly smile, "Besides, didn’t you sleep like a log last night?"

Knowing that negotiation was hopeless, Jiang Yisheng didn’t waste any more words. After all, he was determined not to sleep on the couch or sofa.

Jiang Yisheng put down the tablet and rose to walk over.

Pulling back his own blanket, he slowly crawled into bed.

Ji Mingqian watched his expressionless face with a touch of wicked amusement stirring within.

He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, his well-built chest suddenly invading Jiang Yisheng’s field of view.

His eyes widened, and he instantly sat up.

"Ji Mingqian, are you sick or what?"

Bare-chested, Ji Mingqian shrugged and smirked roguishly, "I always prefer to sleep without clothes, any problem with that?"

With that, he tossed his shirt carelessly at the foot of the bed, then pretended to start taking off his pants.

Jiang Yisheng panicked and grabbed his arm, "Ji Mingqian, if you dare to mess around any more, go roll out to the living room."

Seeing his reaction, Ji Mingqian barely suppressed his laughter, "Why make such a big fuss? I don’t believe you always sleep fully clothed."

To teach him a lesson for daring to bite him, scare him to death.

"I don’t care. I just won’t allow it. Otherwise, go find another hotel to stay at." Jiang Yisheng spoke forcefully, leaving no room for negotiation.

Ji Mingqian sneered, "Where do you suggest I find one in the middle of the night? Why don’t you go find another hotel?"

Not wanting to argue, Jiang Yisheng leaned over to retrieve his discarded clothing, smashing it onto Ji Mingqian with a fierce tone, "Put it back on."

"I won’t. What can you do to me?" Ji Mingqian loved to see him flustered and helpless. He propped his hands behind his head and boastfully added.

"Ji Mingqian, if you don’t put it on, I’m going to take your picture and leak it to the reporters tomorrow." Jiang Yisheng threatened.

Unmoved, Ji Mingqian responded nonchalantly, "Go ahead."

Out of options, Jiang Yisheng gritted his teeth, picked up his pillow and blanket in a huff, and walked out.

Ji Mingqian watched him take the pillow and blanket towards the outside room, his eyes brimming with laughter.

So he’s really going to sleep on the sofa.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Jiang Yisheng ignored him, not turning his head as he walked to the living room outside.