"What's the matter to be dealt with?" Guxinochi looked at him and became strange. "Can they meet a girl in the afternoon and are going to hook up with someone now?"

"All hookups are told to stop mingling with Ajiu all day long, look at the words." Ji Mingqian was full of black lines, "The director who shot the movie last time asked me for something, and he happened to be here. I went to him to talk to him about the past."

"Really or not?" Gusino looked at him doubtfully.

Ji Mingqian's lips trembled slightly, "Why don't you go with me?"

"No, I don't want to accompany you on the hot search." Gu Xino refused without thinking.

"Let's go first."

Watching her leave, Ji Mingqian rubbed the shoulder strap of his backpack and walked back.

...

After dinner, Ye Jiuliang pulled Li Mohan to wander around the streets just to find candied haws for Jiang Yisheng.

After a long walk, I still couldn't find it.

"It seems that A Sheng can't eat candied haws today." Ye Jiuliang said helplessly.

Li Mohan smiled softly, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Look at that."

"What?"

Looking along his sight, someone was selling fried hawthorn not far away.

Ye Jiuliang's eyes lit up. Candied haws and fried hawthorn should be similar.

She bent her lips, "Then buy this."

There are still many people queuing up, and there is still some time to wait for them.

Ye Jiuliang habitually leaned against Li Mohan and stood, looking around and watching what was fun.

"Ding ding ding-"

"Tongtong, drive slowly, mommy will soon be unable to catch up with you."

The child's crisp laughter attracted Ye Jiuliang's attention. She looked in the sound. In the square, a child was riding a motorcycle back and forth, and a young woman ran after the motorcycle, with a smile on her face full of happiness.

Ye Jiuliang was in a daze, and a picture of a little dumpling who looked like Li Mohan wandering around on a motorcycle suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking of it, she suddenly laughed out loud.

"hehe."

The person in his arms suddenly laughed out loud, Li Mohan looked down at her, "Why are you laughing at?"

"Mo, what do you think our baby will be like?" Ye Jiuliang withdrew his gaze and looked up at him, "Do you look like you or more like me?"

Hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Li Mohan's lips, "If it's like me, it should be more worry-free."

"What do you mean?" Ye Jiuliang curled his lips and was displeased.

"If it was like you, it would be very naughty." As he said that, he raised his hand and gently scraped the tip of her nose.

“…”

After holding it in for a long time, she said with a fierce and honesty, "The child is smart, and it's so boring like you."

Boring?

The cold eyes suddenly narrowed, and Li Mohan's iron arms suddenly closed.

Caught out of control, Ye Jiuliang crashed into his arms and hit his chest.

"You said I'm boring?" The low voice released a dangerous signal.

Ye Jiuliang rubbed his forehead, his smile exuded a hint of flattery, "I'm joking."

"It's too late to explain now." Li Mohan hummed lightly, "Let's go back and discuss this issue slowly."

Or maybe it's time to have a little dumpling to prove that it's like two of them.

The smile on Ye Jiuliang's face collapsed, and he couldn't tell the truth these days.

I bought some good sugar and fried hawthorn, but it was getting late, so the two of them went back to the hospital directly.

The ward was shining with soft light. As soon as Ye Jiuliang entered the door, he saw Jiang Yisheng sitting on the bed looking at the tablet.

"A Sheng, I haven't bought candied haws, but I bought you the fried hawthorn." Ye Jiuliang put the bag on the bedside table and said with a faint smile.

Jiang Yisheng thanked him, with his lips curled up, "It's getting late, you can go back and rest early, I'll do it alone."

"Call us if you have something to do." Ye Jiuliang reminded.

Jiang Yisheng nodded, "Okay."

After changing medicine for the wound on Jiang Yisheng's forehead, Ye Jiuliang and Li Mohan returned to the hotel.

The hotel is not far from the hospital, and it takes only fifteen minutes to walk.

The two of them didn't take the bus, so they took a walk back slowly.

...

Looking at the paper bag placed on the bedside table, Jiang Yisheng reached out to pick it up.

There was also a bamboo stick in the paper bag. He pinched one end of the bamboo stick and inserted a hawthorn into his mouth.

The surface of the hawthorn is covered with a thick layer of frosting. As soon as it was in the mouth, the excessive sweetness made Jiang Yisheng frown.

After chewing it for a few times, the sour taste of hawthorn barely neutralized the sweetness.

After eating only one, Jiang Yisheng put the paper bag back on the bedside table, reached out to take a water cup and took a few sips of warm water, diluting the sweetness.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The night was hazy and there was no starlight.

He should be on the plane at this time.

A nearly inaudible sigh rang out in the room and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

As it was nearly twelve o'clock, Jiang Yisheng was still not at all sleepy.

He had to be careful when his arm was injured.

In the darkness, he stared at the gray ceiling and his head was empty.

It’s all Ji Mingqian’s fault, he made him insomnia as soon as he came.

Jiang Yisheng slowly raised his hand, avoiding the wound on his forehead, and covering his palms on his forehead.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the outer living room.

"who?"

A minute passed, but no one responded.

Jiang Yisheng frowned and sat up slowly, stepping on the ground with uninjured feet.

Then, he held the wall and almost dragged his feet out.

In the dim light, a tall figure turned his back to him.

Without seeing his appearance clearly, Jiang Yisheng's eyes were a little alert and grabbed the vase beside him as a defense.

"Who is it?"

The tall figure put down what was in his hand and slowly stood up.

Jiang Yisheng swallowed, raised the vase in his hand and prepared to smash it over at any time.

At this time, the man opposite suddenly turned around and a low voice rang out.

"It's me."

The dumb tone was so familiar that Jiang Yisheng was stunned, his heartbeat was "bang" faster.

Suddenly, the lights in the room light up.

Ji Mingqian withdrew his hand, raised his eyes and saw the vase in his hand, and the corners of his lips trembled.

“…”

Is it so cruel to play?

No matter how much I hate him, I wouldn’t have to smash him with a vase as soon as I meet him, right?

Finally reacted, Jiang Yisheng put the vase back on the table and suppressed the surprise in his heart. He asked in a cold tone, "Why are you here?"

A cold attitude poured over like a basin of cold water. Ji Mingqian's face turned gloomy and had a moment of absent speech.

Suddenly I felt like I was here to suffer.

The eyes are facing each other, and there is a familiar silence.

One foot was injured, and he quickly became tired with just one foot. After standing for too long, Jiang Yisheng's face gradually turned pale.

He reached out to hold the sofa and staggered.

Seeing his hard work, Ji Mingqian finally couldn't help but speak, "Jiang Yisheng, will you die if you speak better with me?"

When Jiang Yisheng heard this, he couldn't help feeling wronged. He was the one who shook him coldly, but now he is making a fuss.

He asked back with a blank expression, "Do you have a good attitude?" He is still qualified to say to him.
Chapter completed!