C369 Gambler 1

I slowly walked upstairs and opened the door to my room. Bo Lengqing bent his body and leaned on the balcony railing.

The unique aroma of the cigar slowly wafted into my nose. Even though much of it had already been blown off by the wind, I was still able to accurately smell it.

In my memory, he never smoked and rarely drank. He once told me that drinking was a way to relieve my worry