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When Tang Meng woke up again, it was already ten-thirty in the morning.

During the latter half of the night, she heard Ming Zhu's voice, as if she was hungry.

However, at that time, even her eyelids were trembling, and she could not even open her eyes.

While he was in a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of Moqi Lingjue carrying Ming Zhu and walking around. It must be the little guy's temper