As soon as he finished speaking, a strange silence fell over the entire private room.
Bo Yanching snuffed out his cigarette and pushed the ashtray away, "Hurry up, they're all out, turn on the air exchange."
Loo Jinyang came over first to extinguish his cigarette, followed by Huo Linxi, and then some familiar faces, all consciously lining up to put out their cigarettes, as if handing in their homework.
Mo Tingshen still had one in his hand, smoked it down to the end, and slowly tossed the butt away with his last puff.
Yaen Chi watched him with amusement.
His eyes narrowed, "What are you looking at, don't waste it."
Yaen Chi laughed, took a couple of drinks, and stood up, "I'm going down to wait for Jiaojiao."
As he left, Bo Yanching glanced around, and everyone consciously opened windows for ventilation, and all the alcohol was poured into sobering vessels, with the empty bottles cleaned up neatly.
