C504 Peak Performance
Zhang Xiaotian was sweating profusely: "If they leave, you are not allowed to hit me."
"Yes, quickly —" I said, and pushed again. She then continued to hug Zhang Xiaotian, affectionately patted his shoulders and smiled as she greeted him.
Zhang Xiaotian stretched out his hand and made a gesture to the people behind him. When they saw him, they stopped and returned to the car