Actually Jealous?

Miao Ying and Li Beini were at Yonghe Soymilk and Breakfast enjoying their meal. Through the large glass window, they could see Zhao Yu outside, who was focused on lighting his cigarette. After taking a puff, it was obviously followed by a deathly coughing fit!

"Ah!" Li Beini stuck out her tongue. "Senior's getting weirder and weirder! Smoking before breakfast? Has he ever smoked before?"

"Look at him dying!" Miao Ying threw a glance over in annoyance and spoke in disdain, "Why doesn't he just choke and die?!"

"Ah? Sis, look," Li Beini pointed at Zhao Yu in shock, "he only took one puff then snuffed the cigarette, and…put it back in the box? What…what kind of life is that?" Miao Ying also could not understand, and could only shake her head helplessly.

The stranger thing was, once Zhao Yu put the cigarette back in his pocket, he ran his hand through his now two centimeter long hair, then started praying as if relieved!