Chapter 393

Song Ye's question didn't answer. He reached out and took a cigarette from Song You's cigarette case. He touched it and found that he didn't bring a lighter. Song Yi was about to hand his hand over to him when he saw Feng Jiayi leaning over and lighting up the cigarette in his mouth. In the dim sunset, two red dots were burning together. While Song Ye was still in a daze, Feng Jiayi had stood up straight again. He took a light drag on the cigarette, then relaxed and casually pinched it on his fingertips. Song also froze subconsciously. In the eyes of foreigners, Chinese people had always looked much younger than their actual age, let alone people like Josh, who could be regarded as beautiful in the whole country. Even though his face was covered with mud and sweat, he still couldn't hide his beautiful eyes under his long eyelashes. When Song also first went there, he had heard that someone had taken a fancy to him. Later, the unknown foreigner was beaten to the ground and couldn't get