C87 Punishment

The entire back seat was filled with the aroma of cigars. Xiaoli's throat tickled, and she wanted to cough, but she held it in, not daring to break the silence. Xiao Chen, however, remained oddly quiet the whole way, saying nothing, doing nothing, just silently smoking his cigar. Xiaoli stayed quietly in the corner, worried that even the slightest movement might draw his attention.

Fortunately