My Spy Years

By the time you stepped through the door, the carriage was teeming with people, packed so tightly it felt like being in a sardine can.,Ding Naifei broke open a pack of cigarettes, took one herself and offered one to the team leader.,"I'll just follow the team leader," Ding Naifei said, not angry at all. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, looking pleased.。