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"I got it, I'm going back to sleep." Yang Tingxin's voice got further and further away. Two minutes later, Yang Manxin's voice once again sounded out from the window on the second floor.

Cheng Tian Painting walked out from the corner and raised his head. Yang Jingxin waved at her with the money wrapped in a plastic bag and mouthed, "Come back and tell me if you don't have enough