Han Ningzhen pushed him away, "It's okay."
Qi Anran was not convinced, "Just okay? Did you not hear how loud you were just now?"
Han Ningzhen snorted coldly, wasn't she just playing along with him?
The move he had just used, she had already experienced with her ex-boyfriends, and she had eight exes.
Qi Anran, coming from a small place, was fundamentally conservative; no matter what tricks he tried, he couldn't truly impress.
She sat up against the headboard, reached into the bedside table, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Just as she was about to light one, she turned to see Qi Anran's unhappy face and put the cigarette down.
These days, a woman smoking wasn't a big deal, but Qi Anran couldn't accept it.
She picked up her phone to check her messages, and upon seeing a message from Li Pingping, her heart skipped a beat.
Now feeling upset, Han Ningzhen didn't care whether Qi Anran was happy or not. She threw the phone in front of him and lit up a cigarette.