296. The Inner Thoughts of Lin Wanning

At 5 p.m. the living room was still and quiet, the six who had been sleeping on the carpet, now covered with blankets by someone unknown, were still sound asleep.

In the silence of the room, the next second a crisp and melodious clock chime pierced the tranquility.

The clear and pleasant sound of the clock was like a breeze brushing gently against the cheek, like a tender reminder drifting through the gauze of time, softly awakening the sleeping world and intricately weaving dreams with reality.

One by one, the six opened their eyes, looking somewhat tired after the long afternoon nap, but they couldn't help smiling at each other when their gazes met.

"It's only five o'clock? I thought I'd sleep until dark," Xiao Ruawen said as she pushed herself up off the floor, elegantly stretching her arms, her impressive curves smooth and firm, resembling the perfect figure that only appears in anime characters.