Lin Feng gave himself a self-mocking smile in his heart. Facing Chen Qianye, he had always been spineless. All she had to do was beckon him, and he would eagerly approach with his tail wagging.
After some time, Chen Qianye rose from his arms and casually leaned back in her seat, dismissively murmuring, "How boring."
Lin Feng glanced at her. She wore a form-fitting black dress that day, perfectly showcasing her curvy figure.
Under the dim light, Chen Qianye's profile seemed even more defined. Just by looking at her side profile, Lin Feng could guess her expression.
She reached into his pocket after sitting for a few seconds, skillfully pulling out a lighter with a cigarette in her mouth, igniting it with a click.
A spark lit up in the darkness.
The smell of smoke filled the car, making everyone present wrinkle their noses.
Lin Feng's eyes were dark as he stared at her profile, "Stop smoking."
