C192 His Scar

Huo Zijin didn't say anything. He just silently stuffed the corner of the cigarette box that he missed outside into his pocket and casually replied: "Sometimes I get to smoke two cigarettes when I'm in a bad mood."

"Not in a good mood?" Bai Qingqing's eyes were filled with doubt. Was it because of her that he was in a bad mood?

She really wanted to ask