"No smoking."

The driver reminded him, and Han Cuo put the cigarette in his mouth and looked at the driver: "Did I smoke it?" ”

The driver looked at him and didn't say much.

I called a taxi when I went out, and the car came and got in the car and walked back. Subconsciously wanted to find out the cigarette, but the driver said something, and Han Cuo naturally stopped smoking.

Han Cuo leaned against the window and looked out the window, this was what he was used to.

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