Chapter 129 (2/2)

Liancheng Yazhi could smell the smoke the moment he entered the room. Ladies ‘cigarettes were not as pungent and had a faint minty smell, but Liancheng Yazhi’s face still turned ugly in an instant.

This was the second time he had seen Rong Yan smoke. The last time was at the coffee shop. He had asked Secretary Zhou to tell Rong Yan that the contract had been terminated.

At that time, when he saw Rong Yan wrapped in smoke, he instantly felt that she was so far away from him. It was hazy, like the smoke she exhaled. No matter how he grabbed at it, it was empty, and there was an unfathomable mystery about her.

Now, this feeling came again. At this moment, Rong Yan’s eyes were empty, as if she had long drifted away from this world.

Rong Yan returned to her senses and smiled seductively. She leaned forward and pressed her body against Liancheng Yazhi, boldly blowing out a mouthful of smoke at his face. you don’t like it? ”

liancheng yazhi’s face darkened even more.”You didn’t drink much, why are you so drunk?”

Rong Yan skillfully held the cigarette with one hand and put the other on Liancheng Yazhi’s shoulder. “Didn’t you say that you won’t be coming back tonight?”

Liancheng Yazhi’s eyes were fixed on her hand. His fingers with black nail polish were holding a long and thin cigarette. The cigarette butt was extinguished and wisps of smoke rose. His hand looked as charming as a fallen hand that could pull an Angel into hell.

“She doesn’t want me to come back,” Liancheng Yazhi asked.

Fortunately, Rong Yan’s rationality had not completely disappeared. She shrugged her shoulders. “Of course not. If you didn’t come back, such a big room would be so empty.

I’m so lonely, thank God Yingluo you’re back.”

She didn’t know that Liancheng Yazhi didn’t plan to come back, but for some reason, after he finished his business, he asked Secretary Zhou to drive him back here.

Recently, block a, which he used to visit once every few months, had become the place he visited the most. Liancheng Yazhi finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He snatched the cigarette from Rong Yan’s hand and threw it on the ground, not caring if the cigarette butt would burn a hole in the expensive carpet.

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