He walked towards her.
Shen Li's gaze was fixed on the ashtray on the coffee table for a moment where she could vaguely see a few cigarette butts.
Her heart tightened.
"When did Second Brother wake up?"
Lu Huaiyu noticed her gaze and held her hand. He did not answer her question, merely saying, "I didn't really smoke."
Other than the first time when he had not been able to control himself and had taken a puff, he had not moved after that.
Afraid that the young girl would be sad again, he had let the cigarette burn out between his fingers.
"Is the smell very strong? If you don't like it, I'll go take a shower."
He smoothed her hair which was a little messy from sleeping.
Shen Li shook her head, wrapped her arms around his waist, and nuzzled her face against his chest.
"No need. I just woke up and saw that you weren't there, so I thought you went out."
