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Lu Yiyao slept for a long time, until five in the afternoon.

At this time, the sky was starting to brighten and thin white mist was still drifting about in the air.

The early morning breeze was blowing softly on the curtains, calling to those who were sleeping soundly.

Warm Garden.

Splash.

Gong Nanling, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, flipped and fell onto the carpet