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Very quickly, two cups of hot tea were served. A steam rose as his long fingers gripped the blue and white porcelain cup. The refreshing smell of the tea assaulted his nostrils. Mo Cheng was dressed in casual attire, which was less rigid and more casual.

Nanqiao lifted his teacup and took a sip. He still hadn't fully woken up, and upon seeing Mo Cheng's appearance