"Jiang Yisheng, if you don't start behaving, I'm going to hit you." He lowered his voice and threatened fiercely.
Jiang Sheng struggled to open his eyes and raised his hand to grasp a lock of his jet-black hair, his warm breath tinged with the smell of alcohol sprayed across his face.
"Do you really not know?"
Ji Mingqian was stunned, a hint of puzzlement twinkled in his eyes.
What the hell is this guy on about?
What should he know?
Before he could figure it out, the man's husky voice rang out again, "Will you come to my concert tour?"
"Hmm?"
Ji Mingqian didn't know who he was asking, or if he was mistaking him for someone else, uncertainty flashing in his eyes.
Dissatisfied with the terrifying silence, Jiang Yisheng grew slightly annoyed, furrowing his brows, with an expression both cute and fierce, "Answer."
"Jiang Yisheng, stop messing around, look closely, I am not..."
"You are."
Seemingly drunk yet emboldened more than usual.
