She quickly hung up the phone, "A colleague from the company, why did you come out too?"
Ji Chengzhou tucked the cigarette between his fingers into the corner of his mouth, looked down to light it, "It was too stuffy inside, came out for a smoke."
Under the lights, the man's entire body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of white glow. With the motion of lighting the cigarette, his brows naturally furrowed slightly, eyes half-closed, his expression inscrutable.
"Have you finished eating?"
Ji Chengzhou blew out a puff of pale smoke, his mind elsewhere as he responded indifferently, "Yeah."
"Then I'm going in to eat?"
Ji Chengzhou walked over, propped his hands on the railing, trapping Sang Qian between the railing and his chest.
Embodied by the man's unique scent, Sang Qian's heartbeat uncontrollably sped up. She leaned towards the railing, unsure why Ji Chengzhou suddenly trapped her, "I haven't had my fill yet."
