Cigarette smoke billowed everywhere, filling the room. You frowned in annoyance. Again, your boss and childhood friend smokes in the office while working.

You are too tired because every day you always scold him to stop smoking for his health.

"I told you to stop smoking!" you shouted angrily in front of him who was sitting.

he was silent for a moment before putting his cigarette in the ashtray. with a sudden movement he pulled your neck towards him and kissed your lips for a few seconds. he broke the kiss and moved his face slightly away.

"They say smoker's lips are sweet, is that true?" he looked straight into your eyes and grinned mischievously.