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

"Hmm~"

Zhang Ziyang was sleeping soundly when his cheek was poked, and he couldn't help but frown.

Who is it?

Disturbing my peaceful sleep so early in the morning!

He sniffed, reached out and pulled the blanket up to cover half his face, preparing to go back to sleep.

Huangfu Yue: ...

He wasn't this lazy before.

As the saying goes, "The plan for the year starts in spring, and the plan for the day starts in the morning."

Even if a person's Soul Card is of excellent quality, if they are lazy and neglect training, their future achievements will definitely be limited!

Is this guy getting cocky just because he awakened a golden soul card?

Thinking of this, Huangfu Yue couldn't help but frown.

Zhang Ziyang's Soul Card is of unparalleled quality, even surpassing his own.

It can be said that they were ahead of 99.99% of their peers from the very beginning.

But he just sits there doing nothing, shirking his responsibilities and showing no ambition whatsoever!

He diligently studied every day without fail, daring not to slack off in the slightest.

However, in the first comparison, it lost because of natural talent, a factor beyond human control.

Huangfu Yue still felt somewhat depressed when she thought about it, and the tight-fitting clothes made her feel a tightness in her chest.

Oh well, it was all my own choice, there's no point in thinking about it.

"Zhang Ziyang, get up!"

Huangfu Yue patiently called out again.

The latter still did not respond.

She wasn't annoyed. Instead, she mimicked her mother's way of waking her father up and walked a few steps to the window.

With a "whoosh," the two curtains, which were not properly drawn, were pulled open completely.

The next second, even larger swaths of golden sunlight streamed into the room without obstruction, quickly filling most of the space.

Huangfu Yue smiled slightly, took light steps and hid in the shadows where the sunlight couldn't reach, looking at the boy on the bed who was clutching the blankets and refusing to let go.

Light has warmth.

Especially on summer mornings, the light becomes increasingly intense as time goes on.

Even the sleepiest person will eventually open their eyes and get up under the scorching sun.

Sure enough, not long after.

The boy on the bed felt his skin burning.

His handsome face contorted as if he'd eaten a bitter melon, and he instinctively threw away the air-conditioning blanket he was holding.

However, he still didn't open his eyes. After throwing off the blanket, he turned his back to the window.

After changing the direction of the bed, he actually planned to continue sleeping.

Huangfu Yue couldn't help but smile slightly as she watched this scene.

Isn't this just going to burn my butt?

Under the relentless scorching sun, the boy on the bed soon curled up like a caterpillar, with his back facing the window.

But it was still of little use; the thin clothing clinging to the skin of the back was quickly heated to an uncomfortable degree.

"what!!"

Zhang Ziyang opened his eyes, let out a shout, and jumped up as if his buttocks were on fire.

Turning his head, the bright sunlight immediately hit him, so bright that he quickly raised his hand to shield his eyes.

Something is wrong!

He remembered closing the curtains last night, so why are they all open now?

Is there a burglar in your home?

Just as I was wondering, a clear and melodious voice, like that of a golden oriole, suddenly rang out.

"You finally woke up."

"Ok?"

Zhang Ziyang lowered his hand and looked in the direction of the sound. His eyes widened immediately, his face filled with disbelief.

What did he see?

Next to the desk, in a corner where the sun doesn't shine.

A pretty girl wearing a cat-ear headband and a black and white maid outfit was standing there.

Who else could it be but Huangfu Yue?

Seeing that the gaze was directed at her, the girl's expression remained unchanged. She took a few steps forward and stepped into the sunlight.

Then she reached out and lifted both sides of her skirt, pulling her slender right leg back and pressing it down.

She closed her eyes, nodded, and performed a rather imperfect maid's bow.

She was poised and graceful in her demeanor.

She looks just like a maid, bowing to her master!

Good morning, Zhang Ziyang.

Huangfu Yue spoke first.

The words were like a gentle breeze blowing into the room, softly drifting to my ears.

Zhang Ziyang stared blankly at Huangfu Yue.

She witnessed the crimson sunrise rising behind her.

The bright sunlight streamed down from the sky, enveloping the girl's delicate body through the clear window.

Her striking silver hair and white lace-trimmed skirt swayed gently in the wind, fluttering like a flag.

This scene is as beautiful as a painting.

Like a masterpiece created by the world's most talented painter.

But Zhang Ziyang's expression was stiff, his eyes were full of shock, and his mind was completely blank.

what's the situation?

He actually saw Huangfu Yue dressed as a maid and wearing a cat ear headband, greeting him with a good morning?

hiss~

Am I dreaming?

Or perhaps it was due to excessive cultivation, resulting in the body not getting enough rest, causing the fatigued brain to produce hallucinations?

But this illusion is far too real!

The skin can clearly feel the intensity of the sunlight.

You can also clearly see Huangfu Yue's snow-white skin on her chest, which is not covered by the fabric, and that sexy little black mole when she lowers her head.

He noticed Zhang Ziyang's gaze.

The porcelain doll girl's ears turned red, and she quickly straightened her back, forcing a calm expression as she looked at him.

"You seem to have a lot of questions to ask, don't you?"

"Forehead."

There were too many flaws for Zhang Ziyang to describe in words.

He still couldn't quite believe it, so he reached out and pinched his face, quickly stopping when he cried out in pain.

Not an illusion?

Upon realizing this, Zhang Ziyang was even more astonished, and his gaze toward the girl became increasingly puzzled.

In his mind, Huangfu Yue was not the kind of person who would do such a thing!

"Um...can I ask why you're dressed like this in my room?"

Zhang Ziyang carefully considered his words.

The scene before my eyes is too surreal.

He even began to doubt whether the girl in front of him was Huangfu Yue herself.

Could it be some kind of monster that's good at imitation, a fake that transforms and conjures up?

But he could never sense any demonic aura.

Huangfu Yue was somewhat afraid to look at the fascinating expression on his face. She turned her head slightly and played with the silver hair that fell to her ear with one hand.

"I want to make something clear beforehand: I didn't dress like this because I wanted to."

"Okay, I understand."

Zhang Ziyang drew out the last note, feeling slightly relieved.

This explanation is barely acceptable.

He knew Huangfu Yue wouldn't dress like that for no reason.

There must be some deep-seated reason behind this!

"So, what exactly is the reason?" Zhang Ziyang pressed, genuinely curious.

"..."

Huangfu Yue was speechless for a moment when asked the question. Her cherry lips opened and closed several times, but she still couldn't come up with a coherent answer.

what reason?

She couldn't very well admit outright that she was linked to the comparison system.

Is she dressed like this because she lost to him in their first comparison and was punished for it?

Putting aside the fact that the system has repeatedly warned that its existence must not be revealed, otherwise it will be eliminated and unbound.

Secondly, even if it's leaked, there's no chance of being punished.

But this kind of "truth," which sounds incredibly childish, is unlikely to convince Zhang Ziyang.

How to do?

She racked her brains but couldn't think of a good, plausible excuse.

Seeing that she remained silent, Zhang Ziyang quickly waved his hand:

"If you have something you can't say, then I won't ask. You don't have to tell me."

He has never liked to cause trouble for others.

If you ask a question that might put the other person in an awkward position.

Even if he was curious about the reasons behind it, he would not continue to investigate.

For Zhang Ziyang, the most important thing in interpersonal relationships is to create a comfortable environment for both parties.

Being too inquisitive and knowing too many of the other person's secrets will only make them feel uncomfortable.

Because that often means that you also need to reveal some secrets in exchange.

Otherwise, this relationship will not be able to continue for long.

When Huangfu Yue saw that he took the initiative to exonerate himself, she breathed a sigh of relief and her impression of him improved considerably.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Um... I need to change my clothes in a bit. If you're free, may you leave now?"

Zhang Ziyang pulled the blanket next to him to cover his legs, and with an awkward but polite smile on his face, he tactfully gave the order to leave.

Young people are naturally hot-tempered.

Especially when I first wake up in the morning.

If they are not provoked, it's fine, but if they are provoked, then they will have to fire warning shots!

Zhang Ziyang didn't know why Huangfu Yue would dress so provocatively and run into his room.

But if she continues to stay like this...

Before long, he will be the one who loses face.

A moment later, Huangfu Yue stood at the door of Zhang Ziyang's room.

Looking at the tightly closed door, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

She was kicked out of the house by the boy.

This was a completely new experience for her.

Huangfu Yue reached out and touched the fluffy cat ears on her head, pursed her lips, and puffed out her cheeks slightly, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

I even reluctantly put on these extremely shameful clothes.

That guy barely even glanced at it. What does that mean?

Does she really have absolutely no charm?

Huangfu Yue shook her head, clearing her mind of her chaotic thoughts, and turned to leave.

In any case, this morning's task was successfully completed!

Inside the room, after Huangfu Yue left, Zhang Ziyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He pulled back the covers, and as soon as he stood up, he felt his pants were a little tight.

Looking down, I couldn't help but raise my hand to my forehead.

Huangfu Yue already had a beautiful face and a great figure, and after changing into a cat-eared maid outfit, she became even more aggressive towards men, with her attack speed increasing exponentially.

White-haired catgirls and maids are exactly what he likes!

Zhang Ziyang is not a monk who is free from worldly desires, so how could he really be indifferent to things?

"Oh dear~ what kind of trouble have I caused so early in the morning!"