Chapter One Hundred Nineteen: You've Made Me Very Unhappy Today_2

Lu Lin listened for a while and felt that Tao Tian didn't sing as well as she did.

Chen Jiaming was still trying to please Lu Lin, but Lu Lin was getting annoyed.

Bowing her head slightly, she listened to Chen Jiaming's endless chatter.

She pulled out a slim lady's cigarette from her pocket.

Her nails were manicured into those long and translucent tips. Taking out a cigarette and raising her head, she skillfully placed it in her mouth, "Got a light?"

Chen Jiaming was startled for a moment, visibly embarrassed, "I don't smoke."

"Oh," Lu Lin showed a look of disappointment in her eyes.

This disappointment gave Chen Jiaming a sense of defeat.

He never imagined that one day he would fail to impress a girl because he didn't smoke.

"I'll step out for a bit."

Lu Lin didn't pay attention to Chen Jiaming's feelings, just stood up by herself.

In the dim private room, one couldn't see Lu Lin's face, only her tall, slender figure leaving the room.