As a result, the two men became extremely vigilant.

I passed the cigarette to him, but there was no response at all.

However, Xu Chuan saw the eyes of one of them keenly and paused for a moment on his hand, but did not speak.

It has been an hour or two since they set off.

But he didn't see anyone smoking during the trip.

People who are heavy smokers may not be able to bear it anymore.

Xu Chuan smiled, said nothing, and put the two extra cigarettes back into the cigarette case.

After that, he didn't move away. He leaned against the wall beside them and lit the one in his hand.

The smoke gradually dispersed, the molecules moved irregularly, and the smell of tobacco filled the surroundings of the two people.

One of them frowned: "You go to the side and smoke."

Xu Chuan glanced at the other one calmly, and could see the eagerness in his eyes.

He said slowly: "Brother, you are deliberately making things difficult for me. You guys are guarding me here, and I am also guarding my boss. It's just a cigarette, why should I tell you here or there? Aren't they all the same?"

After saying that, he took another sip.

He blew out a big puff of smoke, and the smell of tobacco became even stronger.

And he smoked half of it, which was enough to prove that there was nothing wrong with the cigarette.

Xu Chuan glanced at them, took out the cigarette again, and said, "You really don't want it? Oh, I'm so sleepy, I really want to take a nap, so I smoked a cigarette to refresh myself. Brothers, you are so awesome.

, I think you all act like nothing has happened."

That kind of envious and complaining tone, as if everyone is really a grasshopper on the boat.

Although he is not from the valley, he does not pose any threat to the valley.

This time, before he took the cigarette pack back, one of them said, "Give me one."

Xu Chuan made a stunned expression, and then hurriedly handed it over: "Okay, here it is."

The lighter was also handed over, and when the man started to smoke it, he started chatting with the person as a matter of course.

Leaning against the wall, Xu Chuan thought to himself that luckily this man couldn't hold it any longer, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold on either.

He didn't know how to smoke at all. Every time smoke entered his throat, he choked and wanted to cough, and finally spit it out from his nose.

My nose now feels sticky and I really want to wipe it.

The cigarettes in my butt pocket were bought specifically for loose use, and I hope they can be put to good use today.

A man can basically finish a meal of wine and smoke a cigarette, and he can still say a few words to someone he doesn't know.

After the man finished smoking, he found that there was indeed nothing wrong with the cigarette. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "It feels much better. Otherwise, I would be really uncomfortable. I always feel like something is missing."

Another man, who did not smoke, glanced at him and said, "Chuxi, he was controlled by a cigarette."

"Oh, if you don't smoke, you don't understand. The control is too strict now. I have to endure it for so long. It's uncomfortable. It's really uncomfortable."

They spoke very fluent Burmese, but Xu Chuan also remembered the Shangcheng dialect they spoke not long ago.
Chapter completed!