Little Green wiggled its bottom contentedly: "Okay."
She thought of the camera fixed to the wardrobe, filming the bed, and pulled the blanket over her head with one hand.
After finishing her meal, Xiao Lü lay on the edge of Luo Shimiao's pillow, staring at the wall clock opposite her.
It watched for a while and then fell asleep.
Oh dear, Little Green's asleep too. No one'll be waking them up soon.
Everyone's sleeping; the livestream has turned into a sleep broadcast.
[Is Sister Sanshui covered up so tightly because she doesn't want us to see her 'graceful' sleeping posture?]
It's too much trouble for her to sleep in such a small bed; she might even roll off while she's sleeping.
......
Time passed by unnoticed.
downstairs.
The cameraman looked at the director and said, "Director Pan, it'll be 8:30 in five minutes. Should we call them?"
Pan Guohua was staring at the live stream on his phone. Before he could even say "Go," he saw Luo Shimiao roll off the bed.
"No need, the person is awake."
Hao Yun was startled awake by a muffled thud. Seeing the human figure wrapped in a blanket on the floor, she quickly jumped out of bed to pull her up.
Are you alright?
With her help, Luo Shimiao sat down on the edge of the bed, clutching the blanket, and yawned, saying, "It's alright, what time is it?"
The two of them looked at the clock simultaneously.
"8:26!"
"Damn it!"
"Cough cough." Hao Yun quickly coughed to remind her.
She clasped her hands together and said, "I'm so sorry." Then, remembering something, she added, "Little Green, didn't I tell you to wake us up? Where have you been?"
"Who died?" Little Green jumped up from the pillow, spread its wings, and shook its head blankly from side to side.
Luo Shimiao looked back at it and saw its bewildered expression, so she knew it had been sleeping.
You idiot!
Hao Yun squatted down to put on his shoes: "Miaomiao, stop talking now, we're going to be late."
Little Green looked at the clock face, her head drooping like a withered flower: "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."
Time was of the essence, so Luo Shimiao didn't bother with it. She quickly put on her shoes, rushed to the wardrobe, opened the door, pulled out a stack of things from the compartments, and stuffed them into her clothes.
The two hurriedly headed towards the meditation hall.
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