The white-haired school beauty sighs every day, yet he keeps getting stronger.

Zhang Ziyang lay on the bed, the light blue blankets on his body half-lifted, only half covering his stomach.

The Xia people have a habit ingrained in their DNA: they must cover their navels when they sleep.

He was sprawled out on his back, fast asleep.

Recently, he has been cultivating until very late every day in order to awaken his Soul Card.

The night before last, I was too eager for quick results, which led to me going overboard with meditation and causing side effects such as headaches.

To be honest, it had been a while since he had slept so comfortably.

With the system, Soul Cards yielding gold, the principal taking notice, and a guaranteed admission to a top-tier university...

These tremendous changes have given Zhang Ziyang peace of mind and hope for the future.

But what he doesn't know is...

Outside the door, a cat-eared maid was standing hesitantly.

Huangfu Yue changed her clothes, her delicate hands holding the hem of her skirt as she looked herself up and down in her new outfit.

If you look down, you can clearly see a dazzling white!

That was the appearance of her skin peeking out from the heart-shaped opening in the fabric of her chest, as delicate and smooth as milk.

You can also see two Y-shaped gullies squeezed out from the "valley" right next to each other, and their beautiful curves are particularly imaginative.

Downwards, the comfortable and smooth fabric hugs the body's curves and extends all the way to the thighs.

The hem of the skirt was trimmed with white lace, and below that were her legs, which were encased in white stockings, round and straight.

The top of the stockings was constricted, creating a small ring of flesh.

Through the slightly sheer, silky fabric, a hint of flesh color could be faintly seen.

Overall, it perfectly showcases the graceful curves of the girl's legs.

The porcelain doll girl lowered her hands, her face expressionless, but her flushed, glistening earlobes betrayed her true feelings.

She had never worn such bold and unusual clothing before.

She had only seen cat-eared maid outfits and the like a few times when she was bored and scrolling through short videos.

I never imagined that one day I would be dressed like this, standing in front of a boy's bedroom door!

And then... you have to go in and moan!

The white-haired girl raised her hand and touched the cat-ear headband on her head, immediately feeling a soft, comfortable sensation in her palm.

This reminded her of the white calico cat she had met in front of the training room yesterday morning.

Huangfu Yue lowered her hand, her heart pounding, her silver eyes fixed on the red lacquered wooden door less than a foot in front of her.

Zhang Ziyang is right behind the door!

Just thinking about how she would wake him up looking like this made her cheeks flush.

How will Zhang Ziyang view himself?

You don't think of yourself as a weirdo, do you?

If he asks me about it later, what reason should I give in response?

Huangfu Yue was overwhelmed with thoughts and didn't know what to do.

In the end, all the troubles turned into a soft sigh.

At this point, there's no point in dwelling on these things.

Her small hands clenched into fists, and her ethereal silver eyes revealed a resolute determination.

Go for it, Huangfu Yue! You can do it!

After encouraging herself, the porcelain doll girl calmed down considerably and returned to her usual indifferent demeanor.

After losing, she became more cautious.

Before coming, she specifically asked the system about its recognized standards.

Whether it's waking someone up or putting them to sleep, it needs to be done face-to-face.

Shouting through the door, making phone calls, finding someone to replace them...

These kinds of methods are not recognized.

There must be "interaction" in the process!

Therefore, the most urgent task at present is to break through the door and reach the inside of the room.

The person inside had locked the door from the inside while sleeping, so she naturally didn't have a key to Zhang Ziyang's room.

Dressed like this, I couldn't go downstairs to ask Ms. Zhao for help.

But this little difficulty is no match for her!

Huangfu Yue reached into her white hair and took a small hair clip, then straightened it.

Then he bent down and carefully inserted it into the door lock, turning it gently.

This is one of the "self-rescue tips" that Huangfuyue learned online.

The purpose is to allow you to quickly open the door and save yourself if you are trapped in a closed room before your Soul Card awakens!

The tools for picking locks are also simple and readily available.

A piece of flexible wire, a hair clip that you carry with you, a discarded hard card, a few sheets of aluminum foil...

These small items, which are ubiquitous in daily life, can easily open doors that seem sturdy and safe to the average person.

Before Zhang Ziyang moved in, Huangfuyue had tested her own door many times.

After the Soul Card awakened, she thought she would never need to use this "self-rescue trick" again in her life.

I never expected it to be used again under such circumstances.

This caused the young girl to feel an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

After a few soft sounds, Huangfu Yue took back the hair clip, fixed it, and put it back in her hair.

She took a deep breath, mentally prepared herself, turned the handle, and pushed open the door.

"crunch~"

With a clear sound, the interior furnishings of the room were exposed to her without any concealment.

The white walls were bare of any posters.

Besides the air conditioner, there was only a calligraphy picture of basic meditation mantras hanging on the wall.

That was a gift from Zhang Ziyang's father when he first enrolled in school.

She also had one, but thought it was ugly and put it in her desk drawer.

A single desk and a chair.

There was a small desk lamp, a laptop, and a small stack of books on the table.

On the azure fabric bed, Zhang Ziyang was fast asleep, his head pressed against the pillow, sprawled out on his back, with only a light blue thin air-conditioning blanket covering his stomach.

He seemed to have been meditating for a long time last night and didn't notice to draw the curtains properly.

Golden sunlight streamed through the clear glass window, gently illuminating the handsome young man's face.

A few subtle shadows sculpted the angles of his face and his handsome jawline.

Unfortunately, my hair got messed up from sleeping.

A small section of black hair curls and sticks up, like the ahoge (cowlick) on the head of some anime characters.

This unsatisfactory sleeping posture made Huangfu Yue, who had secretly slipped into the room and was initially tense, relax considerably.

The girl walked lightly to the bedside and focused her gaze on Zhang Ziyang, who was fast asleep on the bed.

This was a scene she had never seen before.

So this is how he usually sleeps!

Tranquil and beautiful, like a cute little animal sleeping soundly on its back.

It made her want to pet it, just like the cat she met yesterday.

Suddenly, a few clear birdsongs rang out from outside the window.

A slightly chilly, fresh breeze drifted into the room through the window, carrying with it the fragrance of jasmine from the flowerbed in the yard.

A cool breeze is blowing.

The boy on the bed twitched his eyebrows slightly, then casually pulled the blanket over his frostbitten, curled-up legs.

Huangfu Yue was startled by Zhang Ziyang's sudden movement, and then she saw him turn half of his body to the side, his face facing her.

Once she opens her eyes, she has nowhere to hide!

Huangfu Yue froze on the spot, not daring to make any rash moves.

But she quickly calmed down.

No, I came here specifically to wake Zhang Ziyang up.

If you're afraid of disturbing him, you won't be able to complete the punishment task.

If the task is not completed, the maximum penalty will be imposed – the Soul Card quality will be reduced to the lowest level!

In that case, he would have even less chance of winning against Zhang Ziyang in the upcoming comparisons, and would be controlled by the system for the rest of his life.

That kind of future is not what she wants!

Anyway, the punishment mission only lasts for three days, and compared to the difficulties encountered in cultivation, this is nothing.

Thinking of this, Huangfu Yue's eyes regained their resolve.

She looked at Zhang Ziyang, who was fast asleep, and gently poked his soft cheek with her slender, pale fingers.

"Zhang Ziyang, it's time to get up!"