Splat! Brother Sniffer took the initiative to light a cigarette for Brother Chicken, "Enjoy."
Brother Chicken cursed inwardly: Enjoy my sister, this is pure torture.
Every puff made him feel nauseous and want to vomit.
However, facing Brother Sniffer's gaze, he had to force a smile.
"How does it feel?"
Brother Sniffer tilted his head and asked.
Brother Chicken replied dishonestly, "It's... it's great."
"Then have another one."
Brother Sniffer didn't give him a chance to refuse and placed another cigarette in his nostril, spun it for a moment, then took it out and handed it to Brother Chicken.
Brother Chicken almost cried. Another one?
No way, he couldn't handle even one.
He waved his hand, "No more, please."
"You damn look down on me!"
Brother Sniffer threw the cigarette at Brother Chicken's face, raised his leg in anger, and instantly kicked him into a shrimp shape.
"Attack!"
