The lights in the hotel were dim.
After all, it was not night yet. Han Xiaoxia pulled open the curtains. There were two layers of curtains inside and outside. The inner layer was made of cloth, and the outer layer was covered by a gauze curtain.
Xu Wenping looked outside. After all, it was a hotel in a small county town, and because Han Xiaoxia liked to save money, it was not the best. This was a three-story hotel, and there was no scenery outside. Instead, it was on the same level as the roof of the building materials factory.
There was nothing to see.
The two of them sat down. Xu Wenping lit a cigarette. Han Xiaoxia said with a hint of ridicule, "When did you learn to smoke? I don't think you had this habit in the past."
Xu Wenping smiled gently and said, "I picked up the bad habit later."
"Do you think it's bad for your health?"
"Not really."
