Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,The topic was probably a little ambiguous, and suddenly there was a subtle tension in the air. Combined with the hazy lighting, it could easily spark some hormonal desires.,Just as Gu Chenye's fingertips were about to touch her skin on the neck, Yan Ji raised her chin slightly, dodging his hand: "What do you think"。