"You can't?" Jiang Yisheng was astonished. He couldn't use a coffee machine?
Ji Mingqian honestly shook his head and replied righteously, "Can't."
He and the kitchen were almost incompatible; it would be accurate to say they were like water and fire. If he were to make coffee, he could only ruin the coffee beans.
Usually, when he was alone, he would just make instant coffee.
"Actually, it's really not good to drink coffee so late," Jiang Yisheng considered for a moment and then advised.
Knowing he meant well, Ji Mingqian curled his lips into a smile and casually lied, "I can't sleep without coffee; I'm picky with beds."
Jiang Yisheng was stunned, "Isn't coffee supposed to keep you awake?"
This was the first time he'd heard that coffee could help someone sleep.
"Not for me," Ji Mingqian said with a brazen lie.
Jiang Yisheng looked at him half-believing, half-doubting, feeling that his words weren't very credible.
"You..."
