Cheng Jun tapped his index finger on the table and looked at James Yang's back untying the knot on the back of his apron in a good mood. He wanted to do it for him: "Well, then give me a box of puffs."
"There are no more puffs. It's too late now. They are no longer fresh. Come back every day to buy whatever you want. We are closing our doors."
"Well, it seems there is no dinner or midnight snack to eat tonight, hey~" After hearing what he said, Cheng Jun did not force it. He stood at the door and watched James Yang and others clearing the trays from time to time. Scan your phone.
The girl at the counter looked at James Yang, who was just cleaning up without saying a word, and felt that he seemed to be in a worse mood.
Why is this?
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