The next day, Shen Yuan woke up naturally. He glanced at the clock—it was 9:30. Rising from bed, he walked over to the window, preparing to let the sunlight pour in.
But when he turned around, the small group was still lost in slumber, their disheveled clothing and alluring postures illuminated by the sunlight, reflecting a porcelain-like luster. Just looking at them for a few moments felt deeply satisfying.
Liew Menglu's fair legs were casually draped over Qiao Lei, while Qiao Lei had her lotus-like arm hooked around Long Jinghan. Long Jinghan had originally been nestled against Shen Yuan's chest, but now that Shen Yuan had gotten up, she clutched a pillow, murmuring in her sleep.
"Honey~ can you close the curtains a bit tighter? I want to sleep a little longer~"
Liew Menglu murmured lazily, not even bothering to open her eyes.
"Senior, I second that," Qiao Lei murmur-whispered along.
Ha, now they're bossing me around.
