After he had finished eating, they returned upstairs.
Xiao Qingcang was still wide awake. He tucked her in once more and got out of bed. He went to the balcony outside and lit a cigarette.
The night in the villa area was very quiet, with large, sturdy trees everywhere, and the lush leaves rustling in the evening breeze.
Xiao Qingcang took a deep drag of the cigarette. The curling smoke quickly dispersed in the air, leaving no trace. However, a faint tobacco scent lingered between his fingers, in his mouth, and in his breath.
And this scent continuously challenged his taste buds, refusing to dissipate for a long time!
As annoying as the issues that had troubled him over these days...
He had specifically come to B City in recent days, meeting no fewer than two hundred people in just a few days, drinking at least four rounds each day, and having to be careful with each interaction, not wanting to offend anyone.