After saying that, Jing Shimo nodded his head. His attitude was out of Shi Jiu's expectations. After all, in Shi Jiu's impression, he was a real smoker, but he couldn't smoke too much.
After taking only two puffs, the strong smell of the cigarette stimulated the nerves in Shi Jiu's brain. Confusion and indulgence in love were always like poison. Shi Jiu could raise her hands to promise that she really couldn't get out.
As a result, she had to rely on external guidance and stimulation. However, Shi Jiu was really serious about doing negative teaching materials.
Looking at the cigarette that was abandoned by Shi Jiu miserably, Jing Shimo clasped the back of Shi Jiu's head forcefully. Before she could spit out the smoke, Shi Jiu was forced to stop by Jing Shimo.