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Liang Xiaosu immediately retracted her train of thoughts.

Gong Zishen leaned on the bed of the brick bed, his gaze looking at the chick who was making the tea as he asked: "What tea did you brew?"

"Secretary of the Palace, it's your favorite drink," the pretty waiter replied as she looked at Gong Zishen with a smile.

"Let's not bathe in Pu'er today