Ji Liao was relieved to learn that Jiang Qi's motorcycle skills passed muster.
He held the phone, listening to He Cheng Ming whine and complain about how he had time to contact Jiang Qi but no time to be concerned about him and so on.
Ji Liao lowered his head and smiled. He kicked at a stone by the roadside and said warmly, "Is your arm better?" He Cheng Ming said unhappily. "No!"
He was very annoyed and kept feeling like Ji Liao had been a little distant towards him recently. Even in school, he hadn't received any privileges with the reason being that it was inconvenient with his injured arm. No, what did a kiss on the mouth have to do with an arm in a sling? Wasn't that a matter of tongue movement?
Today was even better. He had arranged to meet a woman and even had the courage to call him!
He Cheng Ming couldn't sit still and grabbed his keys as he went out.
