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

After Zhang Ziyang finished washing up and changing his clothes, he went downstairs.

Then I saw Aunt Zhao making breakfast in the kitchen.

Huangfu Yue didn't come down; she seemed to still be in her room.

Seeing him come down so early, Zhao Rouyun was a little surprised. She wiped her hands on her apron and gave him a friendly smile.

"Ziyang, you're up so early today?"

She is in her early forties, but she has maintained her skin and figure very well.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied into a single ponytail with a blue rubber band, flowing like a stream past her ears and softly falling onto her shoulders.

She has an oval face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a beauty mark under her glossy lips.

When she smiles, her eyes squint into crescent moons, and her lips are captivating.

If you only look at her appearance and not her temperament, few people would believe that she is already married with children, and that her children are almost graduating from high school.

"Um, I went to bed early yesterday!"

Zhang Ziyang scratched the back of his head.

She did not tell anyone that Huangfu Yue had come to wake her up.

If Aunt Zhao found out that her precious daughter came to his room dressed as a maid and started moaning in bed...

He was a little afraid to imagine what would happen next.

Don't let Aunt Zhao's gentle and beautiful appearance fool you; she's actually quite formidable!

Uncle Huangfu has always been completely under their control.

As for combat prowess...

Zhang Ziyang once asked Huangfu Ji out of curiosity, but the old man kept shaking his head and refusing to talk about it.

If you ask a few more questions, he immediately changes the subject.

It seems to be a taboo that cannot be explored further.

Zhao Rouyun was very pleased to hear Zhang Ziyang's answer:

"That's right, going to bed early and waking up early is good for your health. Nowadays, young people are glued to their phones all day long, not sleeping until 11 or 12 at night, and then they can't get up early the next morning. They have no energy during the day and are sleepless at night. What kind of behavior is that?"

She turned around and continued cooking, chatting casually with the boy.

Zhang Ziyang poured himself a glass of water and occasionally chimed in with a few words.

He enjoyed this atmosphere of everyday family life.

In my previous life, my parents died early, and I lived with my grandmother from a young age.

Unfortunately, the old man passed away before I graduated.

The nagging that annoyed us when we were young, we can no longer hear when we grow up.

Now that the world has changed, I cherish it all the more.

At breakfast, Huangfuyue changed into casual sportswear and went downstairs.

She was bare-faced and without any makeup, yet still breathtakingly beautiful, like the goddess of the Luo River descending to earth.

This is probably what they mean by "natural beauty is hard to hide".

During the meal, Huangfu Yue's expression remained normal, as if everything that had happened that morning was just a dream.

This mindset, or rather, this acting skill, truly impressed Zhang Ziyang.

If it were him, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to go downstairs, because it's just too damn scary.

"I'm full, please take it easy."

After Huangfu Yue finished speaking, she got up, took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and went upstairs to her room.

She asked the school for two weeks' leave yesterday.

For the next period of time, I will focus on cultivating the "Nine Netherworld Extreme Freezing God Killing Cold Qi" at home.

Strive to break through to the first level quickly and practice combat skills.

Time was tight, and she didn't want to waste a single moment.

As Zhao Rouyun watched her daughter's figure disappear, she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks, a hint of melancholy appearing on her intelligent and gentle face.

"Ziyang, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Aunt Zhao, please feel free to ask if there's anything I can do."

Zhang Ziyang answered quickly, without the slightest hesitation on his face.

Uncle Huangfu and Aunt Zhao have been very kind to him.

If it weren't for their strong support back then, he would have been homeless and wandering the country long ago.

He will always remember this kindness.

Seeing Zhang Ziyang's stern expression, Zhao Rouyun couldn't help but joke:

"It's nothing serious, Ziyang, you don't need to be so serious. Why are you acting like you're so old at such a young age?"

"So what exactly happened?" Zhang Ziyang asked, both amused and exasperated.

Zhao Rouyun rested her chin on her hand and sighed:

"It's about Yueyue. Look at her, she has none of the youthful energy and vitality, and she's too cold-hearted. She hasn't had many friends since junior high. How will she manage when she enters society with this personality? She's definitely going to suffer a lot in the future!"

Her daughter took after her father.

Stubborn and lacking in empathy.

One is busy with work, the other is devoted to spiritual practice.

A perfectly good home has been turned into something resembling the Moon Palace.

Zhao Rouyun looked at Zhang Ziyang and asked for help:

"So, I'd like to ask Ziyang to chat with Yueyue more often when you have time. You're both young people, so you'll definitely have more in common than us parents."

"This……"

Zhang Ziyang was speechless for a moment upon hearing this, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

It's not that he's unwilling to help, it's just that he's not capable enough!

It's often said that living under the same roof makes it easy to build closer relationships.

But even though he and Huangfu Yue have been living under the same roof for two and a half years, their relationship is still just so-so.

Compared to other students in the school, he could only say a few more words.

They were acquaintances, not even formal friends.

In this situation, forcing a conversation with Huangfu Yue could easily lead to some unnecessary misunderstandings.

Aunt Zhao clasped her hands together, her almond-shaped eyes blinking rapidly several times:

"Ziyang, you don't want me to be sad, do you? I can only ask you for help!"

Having said all that, what else could Zhang Ziyang say?

"Okay, I'll do my best, but I can't guarantee the results."

"It's okay. I don't expect this to change her stubborn personality, but it's good for her to learn more about interpersonal skills from you, so she won't be ostracized when she goes to university."

Zhao Rouyun smiled broadly, then got up to clear the dishes; she had to go to work later.

Just as Zhang Ziyang got up to leave, Tongzi's voice rang in his mind.

[Today's Sticky Task Released]

Requirement: Knee pillow for five minutes

Target: Huangfu Yue

Time limit: 12 hours

Reward 1: A top-tier meditation technique compatible with the Soul Card

Reward 2: 2 random skill cards

Note: The host only needs to consider how to complete the task, but the task issued by this system requires much more consideration.

Zhang Ziyang: ...

He's already traveled through a Kun year, and the Ming Shi from the ditch is still chasing him!

Let's return to the task itself.

Use your knees as a pillow for five minutes.

Those five short words made him break out in a cold sweat.

Damn system, are you trying to kill me?!

The act of using a lap pillow is too intimate and usually only occurs between young couples.

His relationship with Huangfu Yue, the idea of ​​him using his lap as a pillow, is pure wishful thinking!

How is this any different from "being blocked at the door by a max-level boss as soon as you leave the newbie village"?

The reward may be good, but what's the point if there's absolutely no chance of completing it?

This is a dog system, I protest!

This task is way too difficult!

This system never issues tasks that are impossible to complete.

Therefore, the host's request is rejected, and the protest is invalid.

boom!

The sound of a judge striking the gavel echoed in my mind.

Please do not complain about the difficulty of the mission; instead, look for the reasons within yourself.

Have you put in the effort all these years? Has your flirting skill improved? If you're bad, practice more!

Zhang Ziyang put his hands on his hips, his face turning bright red with anger.

Good, good, good, good, you bastard system, you win!

Anyway, there's no punishment for not completing the task.

He wanted to see if there was any chance of things turning out this damn mission!