.The son of Chang Yuanjun was saved by Chen Ping, and Chang Yuanjun has always remembered this kindness."General Leader, I hope I'm not bothering you."Chen Ping said politely."Mr. Chen, how can I repa..."Autumn Chrysanthemum Sister, how do I feel like someone has been to this hot spring" Han Qing'er frowned: "It seems like there is the presence of Chen Ping's aura."

Autumn Chrysanthemum, seeing this, giggled: "Miss, don't joke around. How could anyone come here Even if someone did, it wouldn't be Chen Ping. I think since you came back, you've been deliberately mentioning Chen Ping. Could it be that you like him"

"You must remember, he's just an ordinary mortal from the mundane world. How could he possibly be worthy of you Besides, you and Master Lü are already betrothed. Stop daydreaming."ody, three heads, each with a gaping maw of blood!Just when Chen Ping was surprised, a sudden gust of wind struck him.Just as Chen Ping was about to react, the hunchbacked old man had already arrived...