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Liang Xiaoxiao brought the canister of milk tea and hurriedly chased them to the exit of the relay station. Xiao Shiyu stubbornly refused to follow behind Liang Xiaoxiao.

The old man hadn't even seen Liang Xiaoxiao before he smelled the rich aroma of milk tea. He couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. This was the kind of fragrance that this old woman liked the most