The girl's index and middle fingers clasped a cigarette, as she clumsily mimicked Han Luoli's actions, slowly bringing it to her lips. Then she took a deep breath and, unsurprisingly, choked on the smoke that swirled into her in a swarm.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Tears of reflex welled up in the corners of her eyes as she coughed violently.
This thing is so hard to draw on!
Han Luoli had been in a daze until the girl's coughing brought him back to reality. He freed his left hand and swiftly snatched the cigarette from her just as she was about to take a second drag.
"Gu Xiaoer!" he called her full name in a decidedly low voice.
Gu Xiaoer was taken aback; she knew that when Han Luoli called her by her full name, he was usually angry.
With tears streaming from her eyes, having just inhaled deeply, her entire mouth, throat, and the area near her lungs were all in turmoil. It must have happened because she hadn't mastered the technique yet.