Chapter 169 Section 21

In the night, Fang Zijun didn't turn on the light. She sat by the window without any expression, and the moonlight illuminated her pale face. Just smoke one by one. The ashtray on the table was full, and there were scattered cigarette butts beside it. Three empty cigarette packs were thrown on the table. She stroked the photo frame on the table, which had been replaced with Zhang Lei's photo.He was wearing a camouflage uniform, carrying 81 bars, and wearing a training cap crookedly. He was sweating all over after running five kilometers, but he held out his thumb arrogantly. Fang Zijun smiled and stroked Zhang Lei's face:

"You know what? How naughty are you?"