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Teng Yiyang was lying on the bed and had yet to recover from the spittle and trauma from the waiter's licking up his face.

Shuibao climbed onto his bed and laid his head on his arm. He looked at Ye Zichen with a puzzled expression, "Uncle, are you still awake?"

Teng Yiyang sighed in his heart. He didn't sleep at all and had been sulking all afternoon. However