Madam Dihao is not good

Why don't you just smoke a cigar? Why don't you die? "

"You're still pregnant." Although Su Shijie's cigars are specially made, compared with ordinary cigarettes, the harm is very small, and there is no such thing as second-hand smoke... But it doesn't work either!

He would never allow his woman to touch such a thing.

"Let me take a sip." Chanel looked at him with bright eyes.

"No! You will never touch each other!" Su Shijie narrowed his eyes and threatened, "If I find out, do you know what will happen?" [

Chanel didn't insist either, she just squinted her eyes, staring at the ceiling with only a little slit.

When Su Shijie touched her or talked to her, she ignored her.

Su Shijie tugged her nose irritably: "Be obedient."

"I'm annoying." Chanel looked blankly at the ceiling.

"What's bothering you?"

"I don't know, I'm just very annoyed, and my chest is stuffy." She turned over and looked up at him, "Let me take a sip, just one sip!"

Her eyes were a little blank, his shadow was imprinted in her pupils, but she didn't seem to be looking at him.

Su Shijie frowned, this woman must be his nemesis.Otherwise, why can the things he insisted on be reversed with just a slight expression from her.

He really dotes on her, spoils her too much...

Picking up the cigar, he put it in his mouth, lit it, and handed it to Chanel.

"Just one bite." He said coldly.

Chanel nodded, suddenly got up and sat up, picking up the cigar.

As if, as long as she took a puff, all her troubles would be gone. With an excited expression, she put the cigar into her mouth and inhaled: "cough cough cough cough, cough cough..."

Like all beginners, she choked and coughed loudly.

The smog that he usually smells clearly has a faint fragrance, which lingers around Su Shijie and becomes his smell.

However, she didn't inhale that smell just now, she just felt that the smoke had washed down her throat, and she coughed so badly that she was about to shed tears.

Su Shijie took the cigar from her hand: "Do you still dare to smoke?"

Chanel coughed and shook her head.

Satisfied, Su Shijie put the cigar back to his mouth, put on some clothes, got out of bed, took a glass of water and handed it to her. [

Chanel drank a few sips of water and finally stopped coughing.

She thought for a while, holding the glass of water, staring blankly at the woman standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows.