Lin Shuang felt something was off when he woke up, but couldn't pinpoint what it was.
It seemed like… he wasn't as spirited as before?
Ever since the little maid started making him kidney-nourishing soup every day.
He used to feel like he could pierce through steel plates and the half-bright, half-dark clouds in the sky every morning.
But today… although he still felt strong, he didn't have that invincible feeling anymore.
What could be the reason?
Could it be that what goes to extremes, surely reverse, and what rises to its height is bound to decline?
Lin Shuang decided to check by himself.
But at that moment, the little maid peeked her head in through the bedroom door.
"Master… time to get up and eat."
Good thing he hadn't started yet!
Otherwise, the pure and cute little maid would have seen some weird actions.
Huh? Why does this little maid seem so shy today?
They had even cuddled and slept together all night.
So standoffish!
