"Yeah, it's because of poor taste that I would take a liking to you."
Suppressed laughter rang out, and Ji Mingqian froze in place.
"You..."
Jiang Yisheng lifted his head, his face brimming with a triumphant smile, "I also think my taste is really bad, or else why would I fancy you, right, Ji Mingqian?"
Ji Mingqian belatedly realized he had been played, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, "You're good, Jiang Yisheng, you're playing me."
"So what if I am playing you, who let you bully me all the time before, what's wrong with me playing you once." Jiang Yisheng's eyebrows rose delicately as he spoke faintly, "Not happy about it, then you can leave."
Seeing his anger dissipate, Ji Mingqian reached out to pull him in, dragged him into his arms, and pressed his advantage to ask, "So, you agreed?"
"Agreed to what?" Jiang Yisheng feigned confusion.
"Of course, to be with me."
"I never said that."
