He must've stood outside in the cold wind for an awfully long time because his clothes were ice cold. That must've been why she hadn't caught the scent of cigarettes on his clothes until she leaned in closer.
He must've smoked quite a lot for that scent to linger even after being in the cold wind.
It looked like something really did piss him off. But then... he cared about her so much. She probably had nothing to do with what pissed him off...
As her wild thoughts ran endlessly, He Jichen placed her down on the sofa.
Ji Yi snapped back to reality then instinctively peered over at He Jichen, who had straightened up.
