"I don't smoke..." After a pause, Qicheng looked into Qian Meng's eyes again. He did not think that Gu Qian Meng would stop him. He felt a little strange in his heart. He drew up his lips.

"Whatever you want! I just don't like people smoking! I don't want to smoke second-hand smoke!" Now, Gu Qianmeng is somewhat wrong. She pouts her lips, returns the cigarette to Qicheng, and then withdraws to one side.

"You go on." Squinting, Qicheng rubbed his cigarette lightly, and then followed Qiyang's instructions...

There were so many people in the room, but Qicheng ignored them and only looked at his nominal brother...

In other words,...