After the two finished dinner, they had each drunk two bottles of Feitian Maotai, reeking heavily of alcohol. Huang Tian gathered the bowls, chopsticks, plates, and other items from the table into his Black Hole Space, crushing and devouring them.
He created a rag and a washbasin, then created half a basin of water. Huang Tian soaked the rag in the water, took it out and wrung it dry, then began wiping the table clean of oil stains and the like. He tossed the rag back into the basin, scrubbed it a few times, wrung it dry again, and continued wiping the table. Once the tabletop dried this time, it would be even cleaner.
Afterward, Huang Tian put the rag and washbasin into the Black Hole Space and directly crushed and devoured them. Looking at Bibi Dong sitting beside him, he smiled and said, "Dong'er, do you want to go rest now?"
"Ah." Bibi Dong had been somewhat absentminded. Hearing Huang Tian's question, she was greatly startled and said, "You're thinking about that right after we've eaten?"
Huang Tian gave Bibi Dong a hard knock on the head and said, "What are you thinking? How could that be it? I was just telling you to go back and rest."
"Ow." Bibi Dong rubbed the sore spot, pouting as she said, "Was I wrong? I don't believe you don't want to."
"I don't want to, and I wouldn't dare. You nearly drained me dry just now. You're the one who wants it, not me. I really was just telling you to go rest. Your mind is filthy—who can you blame for taking it the wrong way?"
Huang Tian shook his head and spoke firmly. *Come on, I really only wanted her to go back and rest. I truly wasn't thinking about