"Hehe... Herta, my wife, were you always this cute?"
"Here... have some!"
Seeing how charming and adorable Herta looked, Lin Feng could not help chuckling.
People said women in love behaved very differently from their usual selves, and Lin Feng had finally seen it for himself that day.
His original impression of Herta had been that of a somewhat proud and selfish Emanator of Nous, a mysterious genius who stood far above others, beyond their reach.
Now, however, Herta displayed a different sort of cuteness in front of him, a quality he could not quite describe.
"So delicious..."
After finishing a cream puff that Lin Feng fed her, Herta offered her heartfelt praise.
After strenuous physical exertion and a whole day without food, Herta really was starving.
In her eyes, that cream puff was probably the most delicious food in the world...
"Eat slowly. There's more..."
Sitting quietly beside the bed, Lin Feng continued feeding Herta cream puffs. The scene was indescribably warm and harmonious.
A faint smear of white cream lingered at the corner of Herta's mouth, and her soft, rosy lips glistened.
But soon, as though realizing something, Herta refused to eat another bite and hurled the cream puff straight into Lin Feng's face.
Because she felt that scoundrel Lin Feng had a head full of wicked ideas.
Wasn't she pretty much like that cream puff herself now...?
Activating the advanced detection device beside her ear, Herta wondered just how much affection Lin Feng had for her now.
"Already at 98...? That means there's only a little left."
"Looks like yesterday's efforts weren't wasted..."
"Forget it, forget it. I'll rest before grinding any more... I'm seriously about to die..."
Biting her rosy lips, Herta immediately abandoned that somewhat dangerous idea when she realized the state her body was