Looking at Chen Nan's frustrated but helpless face, Jiang Xiaomi burst into laughter, "Can't bear to pinch me, huh? Hehe, just give in to me already."
Chen Nan glared at her so hard his teeth almost shattered, truly feeling an urge to smack her a few times.
Jiang Xiaomi grew even more arrogant, reaching out to touch Chen Nan's face, "Handsome guy, give this old lady a smile."
"..."
Chen Nan was speechless.
He simply sat down in his seat, lit a cigarette, and began to smoke.
Seeing Chen Nan ignore her completely, Jiang Xiaomi went limp as if boneless and fell straight into his arms, reaching out to touch his Adam's apple, "Stop smoking already, smoking is bad for your health."
"Nonsense, the great leader Chairman Mao once said that smoking is good for your health and can even lead to immortality over time."
Jiang Xiaomi rolled her eyes, leaning into his face, "Are you going to let me be your mistress or not?"
