He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and Qin Miaomiao casually took it from his hand, taking a drag herself.
This time, she didn't choke. Mimicking him, she even inhaled it into her lungs! It gave off a kind of decadent beauty.
Especially when the smoke irritated her lungs, she surprisingly found it exhilarating.
Lu Qing took the cigarette back from her hand and said plainly:
"You're not allowed to smoke anymore."
"Why not?"
"Because you'll get addicted."
"Are you addicted?"
"I can control it."
"I've heard smoking is bad. Can you quit?"
Lu Qing gave her a deep look and replied calmly:
"If you want me to quit, I'll quit."
Qin Miaomiao rested her head on his chest and said with a smile:
"If this thing brings you joy, as long as it's in moderation, then there's no need."
"Oh? You're not going to interfere?"
