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"You should get some sleep," Tang Zheng said as he sat down on the sofa. He turned on the television, hoping to find out what was happening in the City of God through the news. He had a vague idea about earning Sin Points, but he didn't know where to start.
"I'm not tired." Teng Yuangxiang cut the apple into small pieces, arranged them on a fruit plate, stuck toothpicks in them, and placed it in front of Tang Zheng. Then she sat down beside him, bent over, and naturally began to touch his calves.
Tang Zheng frowned and was about to dodge and pull away his legs when he heard Teng Yuangxiang's concerned voice.
"You're always so tired; it breaks my heart to see it. I specially learned how to massage just for you. Let's try it today and see if it's effective."
