Qiushu has left.
The office was left with only Yan Ye and Ji Chuan. Yan Ye glanced at his watch and said, "I give you ten minutes. Speak your piece then quickly leave."
"Is this how you treat your friends?" Ji Chuan pointed at the water cup on the table, "I came all the way here and you won't even offer me a sip of water?"
Yan Ye looked at Ji Chuan with a headache, "To be honest, I really didn't plan on letting you drink! You've been grumbling too much recently, my ears are practically calloused."
"How about changing the subject?" Ji Chuan suggested.
"Fine. The important thing is not to harp on the same old topics, you can talk about anything," Yan Ye said as he sat down, ready to listen.
"Then let's talk about your kissing stance just now." Ji Chuan smiled teasingly, "It's simply unbearable. The girl is tiptoeing to kiss you, can't you lower your altitude a bit? Look at that girl..."
