C658 I Don't Know What You Mean

Sure enough, it was still just a cigarette, the feeling of being at its most decadent.

"What are you doing?" He was suddenly surprised.

Xuan Mo passed him a cigarette beside him, but did not open his mouth to comfort him. Instead, he took off his shoes and stood on the wooden bench, letting the wind blow against his face.

"Comprehending life!" Xuan Mo said with his eyes closed