Yun Xia only tentatively puffed out his face and took a small puff, but he choked on this thing, and took the cigarette away from his lips in disgust, deciding never to touch this thing again.

A lot of modern people smoke, and she thought it was something fun.

The Demon King wiped the mist from his eyes and coughed as he took the cigarette away from him.

Swirling smoke slowly rose between her fingers.

A cold voice sounded not far away, and she raised a pair of watery eyes, a white little face, and looked innocently.

Facing Shang Jiang Heng, a pair of beautiful eyes, long eyelashes covering half of the eyes, as black as ink, cold and careless, looking at her quietly.

Yun Xia was naturally not afraid of him, she looked away, still coughing, frowning at the cigarette in her hand, her eyes looked moist because of the mist.

When the girls heard this low and pleasant voice, they all froze, and after a while, when they looked up, they froze, and they didn't dare to make a sound at all.

The slender young man in a snowy suit stood not far away, his cold eyes dark and indifferent.

The light of his eyes fell on the cigarette.

He wore a wind and discipline armband on his snow-white sleeves, looking serious and indifferent, his eyes were cold, and he couldn't see the emotion at the bottom of his eyes.

The girls were in despair.

It's over-usually they wish they could meet Jiang Heng by chance, but now they can't meet ...... This cold and beautiful boy is from the student union, how can he let it go when he sees smoking?

And the boss still likes people!

Although they agreed that it was impossible to catch up with Jiang Heng.

But what a good impression! This kind of cold three-good student, when he sees the boss holding a cigarette, I don't know how disgusted she will be.

The girls secretly looked at the boss next to them.

Oh Boss! Why are you still holding it! When I saw Jiang Heng, I didn't hurry up and throw it away!

This man is not only a good student, but also a student council, and the armband is still worn on the snow-white sleeves!

Yun Xia didn't look at the other party at all, just coughed a few times and rubbed his eyes.

It's over, the girls thought, the boss is too dull.

A group of people were silent and did not dare to speak.

Jiang Heng didn't speak.

Not far away, the voice of another disciplinary committee member came: "Is there a situation over there?" ”

Across the trees.

The disciplinary committee member of the student union frowned as he walked over: "Hey, how can I smell the smell of smoke, Jiang Heng, is there anyone who violates discipline over there?" ”

The boy lowered his eyes.

The long eyelashes cover the dark eyes.

He took a few steps forward unhurriedly, and walked in front of Yun Xia under the frightened eyes of the girls.

The young man in white clothes Shengxue, his expression was a little indifferent, his slender figure stood plainly in front of him, and his style and discipline buckle were meticulously buttoned, looking ascetic and cold, and his temperament was rigorous.

He glanced at Yun Xia, raised his slender fingers, took the cigarette from the girl's finger, and narrowed his eyes.

The sun shone from the sky, and the slender and cold good student raised his hand, and the smoke lingered between his white fingers, and the smoke was indifferently put into his thin lips.

The smoke surrounded the young man's beautiful face, and the usual coldness seemed a little dark and deep, revealing a bewitching and lazy beauty.

The cold and self-contained eyes are hidden behind the smoke, and they are graceful for no reason.

“……”

The scene was silent for a while.

The girls all stood still, with funny expressions on their faces, feeling like they were dreaming.

The Disciplinary Committee walked around the bushes and froze.

The beautiful young man's eyes were cold, and he flicked the ashes of his cigarette carelessly, lazy and ruffian.

"The smoke is mine."