Originally, Gu Qingge wanted to keep a low profile in front of Lu Xingye. Since he put forward this point, she was more comfortable to be herself.

Gu Qingge looks at Lu Xingye, and their eyes clash. Gu Qingge is not frightened by Lu Xingye's momentum.

In the process of looking at Lu Xingye, Gu Qingge leans quietly and gets out of the trap from the wall of his arms.

For Gu Qingge, this kind of action will make her feel uncomfortable.

It's better to keep a certain distance to make her feel comfortable.

Gu Qingge just took two steps to the side. He leaned lazily against the wall and looked at Lu Xingye: "which one is the real me? Is it important to you?"

Lu Xing snorted coldly in the night. It's really not important.

Gu Qingge slightly raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "since it's not important, why ask?"

"I don't care what kind of person you are, but if you dare to hurt my family, I will definitely give you a taste of hell."

Lu Xingye doesn't care what habit Gu Qingge is. As long as she doesn't touch his bottom line and gets along with him peacefully, he is OK.

"The taste of hell." Gu Qingge whispered this sentence, and a smile of self mockery came up at the corner of her mouth. She had tasted it more than once, innocent more than once.

Gu Qingge soon recovered, covered his self mocking smile, and said innocently, "I'm so pure and kind, how can I do anything to hurt others?"

"Chunliang? You're just stupid. "

Lu Xing said in a cold voice at night. He went to the table and took a cigarette from the cigarette box and held it in his hand.

The next second, a thin white hand reached over and took the cigarette away.

Lu Xingye frowned slightly, looked at Gu Qingge and asked sarcastically, "do you still want me to smoke? Do you take yourself too seriously? "

"Do you take yourself too seriously?"

Hearing Lu Xingye's words, Gu Qingge gave a smoldering smile and thought it was funny: "do you think too much?"

Gu Qingge's Refutation makes Lu Xingye's face even colder. What does she want to say?

"Borrow a fire."

Gu Qingge has put the cigarette in his mouth and said this sentence with the cigarette in his mouth.

However, Gu Qingge said that she just said it casually. She didn't expect Lu Xingye to give her the lighter.

These days, only by self-reliance can we have enough food and clothing. It is impossible to rely on others.

With that, Gu Qingge took the lighter on the table in his hand, lit the cigarette and threw it back.

Gu Qingge leaned against the edge of the table, took a puff of smoke, slowly spitting out the smoke, holding the cigarette with his left index finger and middle finger. His action was very skillful, and it was not the first time to smoke.

However, the feeling of Gu Qingge smoking is not so disgusting, but also exudes a different charm, there is an unspeakable charm.

"Can you smoke?" This is obviously beyond Lu Xingye's expectation.

Gu Qingge can't, but in those years, she tasted too much bitterness, and gradually began to degenerate. She learned too many things, such as smoking, car racing, stimulation and play.

"What's wrong with being able to smoke?" Gu Qingge took another puff of smoke and puffed, which made people unable to see her look clearly: "I will do too much, only you can't think of it. Without me, I won't do it."