"Pah, you smoking cigarettes or just sucking on filters?"
Ye Tian turned around and saw Chen Xing place a large plastic bag on the hood of the car while pulling out a box of beautifully packaged cigarettes from it.
Who knows if the "Emperor" cigarettes sold here are real or fake.
"I haven't really smoked this kind before."
"Look at you, all chicken-hearted."
Chen Xing glanced at him dismissively and passed over a lighter, probably one that came free from the supermarket, the cheapest kind that costs one yuan and has a picture of a sexy lady on it.
He took a deep breath with great satisfaction, enjoying the pleasure of the smoke travelling through his organs and into his lungs.
Watching Ye Tian close his eyes in enjoyment, Chen Xing tentatively asked, "Can I have one?"
"You... don't smoke?" Ye Tian asked, somewhat curious.
"My mom won't let me smoke; she says it's not good for girls."
