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"Hehe, I'll just smoke one!" Yan Qingyi broke into a smile as her face rippled. The mischievous look in her eyes was clearly visible. As she spoke, her mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol as she spat it out towards Chu Zhao.

"You smoke?" Chu Zhao frowned and asked. From his eyes, one could tell that he was very surprised about Yan Qingyi smoking.

"Occasionally!" Yan Qingyi smiled