Chapter 242: Do You Smoke?

Iker, this cold and ruthless man, surprisingly likes to read romance comics that only young girls like. This really surprised Cheyenne.

She looked at his handsome and cold face with bright and curious eyes, a teasing smile ringing in his ears.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought Master Iker is so girlish. Tell me, who do you like the most in there?”

“Desert Princess Consort” was one of the most popular romance comics in Comic Kingdom.

It mainly tells the story of a modern female protagonist accidentally traveling back thousands of years to ancient Egypt on the Nile River and her love-hate relationship with Egypt’s most famous tyrant Ramses II.

This was also Cheyenne’s favorite story in this magazine.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t collected all the serialized plots yet. The issue Iker had in his hands happened to be her last purchase.

The plot had reached where conflicts arise between male and female protagonists; the male protagonist was about to marry a princess from another country while the female protagonist traveled back to modern times.

Looking at those calm but terrifying eyes opposite her, Cheyenne suddenly wanted to tease him. She touched her chin with her fingers seriously before answering, “As you can see for yourself, this is how it ends.”

his eyebrows. Although he didn’t say anything else about it directly, she could feel

on their tips that cater more towards young girls’ tastes. When smoking them, mixed nicotine blended together with fruity sweetness reminding someone of their first love, so naturally, Cheyenne liked these flavors very much. Her hand skillfully retrieved a cigarette from within, pinching the butt between her index and middle fingers. She offered it to Iker, asking lightly, “Wanna give it a shot?” Tanner stood behind Iker timely stopping

just about to send the cigarette back, but suddenly felt something warm and slight discomfort on her

smoking was harmful to health, and

it funny to see how much concern Tanner show towards Iker. Tanner himself had a baby face and looked like an eighteen-year-old boy, but he was so thoughtful and sweet. “Smoking can

making people unable to resist the urge to

kind of “pain”

It was Kelvin, right?

and exquisitely designed. If it weren’t for the fact that it could produce flames, one would really think it was a sample of perfume. After the crisp sound, there was a slight warmth

she smoked, she became particularly quiet, possessing a completely different demeanor from her usual self. The smoke’s

shrouded in a misty veil, adding to its

was a hint of orange fragrance in the smoke,

she felt incredibly comfortable at this moment. Every cell in her body had

with a charming smile, “Do you want me to light it

learned to pass the cigarette to his own mouth and was about to reach

and curly eyelashes, beneath which were bright and shining eyes. He didn’t snap out of it or lean in closer until the blue

his tongue, but after a few seconds, the tobacco mixed with orange flavor made him feel a little sweet. When he learned

skilled and handsome. It looked like years

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