Locked out, Ji Mingqian looked utterly confused.
"..."
He suddenly wanted to curse at the careless jerk again.
It felt like he was being guarded against like a thief.
A suppressed laugh came from behind him, and Ji Mingqian gritted his teeth, turned around, and shot a glare at the two opposite him.
"Laughing my ass off."
Ye Jiuliang took a cushion for support, sat comfortably on the sofa, and casually asked, "Don't you have a thing about cleanliness, since when are you willing to share a bed with someone else?"
"Didn't you old man say that guy might get a fever in the middle of the night?" Ji Mingqian came over, dragging his tone lazily.
He said that, but what he was really thinking, only he knew.
"If I don't take good care of him, would you two let me off the hook?"
Li Mochan's thin lips curved up slightly, the corners of his eyes held a playful smile.
He really believed his own nonsense.
Low EQ, and such a lousy excuse.
