Jiang Keke saw her sulk without speaking, and a wry smile appeared on her lips, "Are we still good friends? You have things on your mind now and don't even want to tell me." After saying this, Jiang Keke walked to the cabinet next to the sofa, took out a cigarette, put it in her mouth, and picked up a lighter to light it, her movements smooth as flowing water.
Wisps of smoke floated in front of Jiang Keke, and she displayed an expression of enjoyment, completely ignoring the look cast by An Yin.
"You smoke now?" An Yin's expression was dumbfounded, clearly shocked by the scene before her.
"Hmph, what's the big deal." Jiang Keke stood casually, raising her eyebrows as she looked at An Yin, "It's just a cigarette."
After saying this, Jiang Keke took a light puff, and in no time, thick smoke was exhaled from her nose and mouth.
