The next day, in the afternoon.

A cool breeze gusted.

Chen Ping and Zhang Tie sat on a bench next to the pedestrian street.

One person held a cup of milk tea in his hand and drank it without a sip.

"It's so sweet, I don't know why you like to drink this thing." Chen Ping said with a frown.

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Chapter 970 Good evening boss is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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