The thin lips held only one leftover cigarette, its filter stained with a deep red lipstick.
Yao Qing sat quietly on the stool, watching as a sudden surge of anger swelled in Yu Yanshen's eyes.
"I'm not doing anything; I've always smoked, and you know it. Besides... you never strictly forbade me from smoking."
Although he hadn't strictly forbidden it, Yao Qing hardly ever smoked in front of Yu Yanshen.
That's why his emotions fluctuated so greatly when she suddenly took out a cigarette.
"So, starting from now, I forbid you to smoke. Will you stop smoking from now on?"
Yao Qing removed the cigarette from her mouth and casually tossed it into the waste bin.
"It depends on my mood, when I'm upset I can't just hold it in."
Her dismissive tone kindled a slow burn in Yu Yanshen's heart, not exactly anger, but a heavy gloom.
"Do you mean to say that you feel very upset when you're with me?"
