Lifted the black coffee on the table and took a sip, counting down the seconds until the man came to kill him.,Ye Jiuliang shielded the cup with his hand, preventing the coffee from being spilled.,"Ye Jiulyang, are you planning to burn incense for me during Qingming Festival" What the hell, he was sleeping like a log. He clearly just fell asleep with his hands and feet all over the place.。