Ye Jiuliang was drinking when she choked, "Cough cough."
She gave Feng Yi a thumbs up, this question was brilliant.
In fact, she was quite curious about this question herself.
Jiang Yisheng's smile at the corners of his lips stiffened slightly, as he absentmindedly sipped his juice.
"Not there," Ji Mingqian replied, clearly annoyed, without a second thought.
Before he had finished speaking, the lights of the sign lit up quickly, and an unexpected jolt of electricity shot into his palm.
Ji Mingqian swiftly drew back his hand as if he had been burned.
A drop of sweat rolled down his forehead, "Damn, what's this contraption."
Ye Jiuliang couldn't close her mouth from laughing, leaning all over Li Mochan.
"Aqian, children who lie should be punished," she teased.
"Go away." His right hand still tingling, Ji Mingqian retorted irritably.
"Mingqian, I didn't expect you to be such an innocent," Feng Yi teased, his face unable to hide his amusement.