Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Seeing his slightly annoyed expression, the dark-skinned little girl rolled her eyes, smiled, and ran over to hug him, saying—

"Then Uncle, let's shower together. We're engaged, so it shouldn't be a problem... Oh."

She had barely run a few steps when a pair of hands scooped her up from behind. The older sister, holding the lively, athletic girl in her arms, smiled gently, her pale eyes filled with tenderness—

"Siqi, let's shower together today. I'll tell you about your uncle when he was little... I'll tell you what he liked, so you can win his heart..."

The older sister whispered these words in the little girl's ear, truly resorting to any means to achieve her goal.

The dark-skinned little girl's eyes lit up. She looked at her older sister, then at her uncle, and finally scratched her head shyly before saying to him—

"Well... then let's do it together again next time, Uncle. I'll let him check my homework again next time..."

"..."

Why check homework while taking a shower? What kind of homework are you talking about? Is it serious? Chen Ming looked at the dark-skinned little girl who always seemed to be lost in thought, and he really couldn't get angry with her at all.

They're so restless.

Yuqian glanced at her father, seemingly wanting to say something, but Raphael embraced her tightly, leaving her speechless in his comforting embrace.

Raphael's sky-like eyes looked at Chen Ming, and he smiled as he said—

"Then let's go with Yuqian."

"..."

That's quite a clever plan. A group of people with one child means he can't force his way in and use some ingenious method to persuade his wives.

This must be the older sister's scheme; she's always so precise when plotting against her younger brother.

He looked at his sister with resentment.

The older sister turned her head away, her flaxen hair swaying gently.

Although he felt a little resentful, Chen Ming couldn't find any fault with it. With so many people in the family, it would definitely be faster to shower in batches; if everyone went to shower one by one, the queue alone would take all night.

Therefore, the family has developed the habit of taking turns to shower. Of course, you can also take time to shower alone, but showering together can also bring family members closer, so everyone is more accepting of it.

Especially when we showered together, a certain distribution relationship was subtly formed.

They usually vie to be with him, but now they're using this kind of allocation to exclude him. They're so flexible, they can advance and retreat with ease, wives!

When his wives are united, he, as a man, is like a monkey scratching its head, completely helpless.

Seeing his dejected expression, Qin Hui loosened her grip on Xiao Ying slightly. As she passed by him, she suddenly gritted her teeth and forced herself to say—

"For example, if you don't do anything stupid... I might agree... Xiaoying is almost sixteen..."

"Shut up! Go take a shower!"

Please, wives, stop crossing the line for me! It'll really cause trouble!

He felt a wave of embarrassment, wiped his forehead, and looked at the landlady with an expectant expression. She even turned back to look at him before entering the bathroom, but he could only pretend not to see her.

I couldn't help but sigh.

Has he really driven his wives to this point? They've abandoned all moral boundaries. Is it better for him to go to jail and eat prison food than to go and die?

Such a sentiment is truly touching, but also somewhat troubling.

Seeing her son being ostracized, the Queen Mother of the West couldn't help but say—

"Ming, why don't you and Mom go together..."

"Queen Mother of the West, please wash with me. I happen to have some...some cultivation practices for wives that I don't understand. I'd like to ask for your guidance..."

Huang Yiwei, her face flushed, pushed the petite body of the Queen Mother of the West and followed everyone into the bathroom. She turned back and glared at him, then whispered—

"Don't even think about using filthy means to bewitch the Queen Mother of the West."

"...What a vile method!"

That's so harsh... It's just a normal expression of emotion; it's clearly your own evil intentions that are at fault.

Chen Ming puffed out his cheeks.

It seems his good looks won't be very effective today... He's actually changing too. After realizing that his charm is especially useful to his wives, he's unconsciously become more adept at using his male beauty.

Although it's a bit strange for a man like me to use my beauty to seduce someone...

But wives just happen to fall for that.

A hug, a kiss, and some sweet words can make them lose their minds and slowly become unable to resist. Once he has completely won them over, there is really no hope; they will immediately become his captives.

That's why they say he's the most terrifying person in the family; no matter how high their cultivation level is, they can't escape his gentleness.

Stop talking and retreat to the high ground. Stick to not engaging him in battle. As long as we stick together and don't let him find an opportunity, we'll be invincible!

They have formed an unbreakable alliance.

Chen Ming waited all night but had no chance, so he could only sigh and take his clothes and towel into the bathroom.

"What should I do..."

He muttered to himself, his movements a little clumsy as he took a bath. There was no way around it; he hadn't bathed by himself in a long time. His wife was always with him, and taking a bath together had become the norm.

But now I'm all alone...

Click.

The bathroom door suddenly opened, and he was slightly taken aback, looking in the direction of the door.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of delicate feet, pink and alluring in the misty vapor, with tiny wings on the ankles that seem shy, slightly concealing this tenderness...

……

P.S.: Who is it? It's so hard to guess! (ω)

Chapter 1497 Old Shoulders Slippery

Looking up from her small, adorable feet, he saw her shapely calves and firm skin—everything was perfect and beautiful, making him want to explore further. However, at her thighs, he noticed a white covering: a towel wrapped around her slender figure.

Even with this concealment, the ultimate beauty still shines through. This coy concealment is a unique charm, causing him to squint slightly.

"I thought you might feel lonely, so I came to keep you company."

A voice that was both rational and adorable came from behind him. He looked up at her face and saw that she had a gentle smile on her face, and the little wings on her head were spread open. His image was reflected in her all-knowing and all-powerful eyes.

Her eyes, capable of holding the entire starry sky, could see nothing else when she looked at him.

Her petite hands gently held the towel in front of her chest, her delicate collarbone and rounded shoulders were as smooth as jelly, and her white hair slid down her slender neck to her ankles.

Chen Ming stared at her for a long time, then slowly looked away. He felt inexplicably that staring at her for too long would be a desecration. Everything about her was radiant with a sacred light, making one want to kneel down, worship, and kiss the back of her feet.

"what happened?"

She watched him turn his head away, and couldn't help but tilt her head slightly.

tread, tread, tread...

She stepped lightly on the damp floor with her bare feet, closed the bathroom door behind her, leaving small footprints behind her.

Looking at him sitting on the stool with his back turned, he slowly knelt down behind him, placed his hands on his back, and said—

"Could it be that she's shy? Hehe."

He chuckled softly a few times, and Chen Ming felt a soft, delicate hand gently stroking his back. The touch was so light that it made him feel a little ticklish.

His eyes darted around, and he said—

"Didn't you bathe with Raphael and the others before?"

"They oppose you, so they're afraid you'll lay a hand on them, but I don't oppose you, so... what am I afraid of?"

Go ahead and touch me however you want.

Chen Ming seemed to understand her unspoken meaning. Now, not only was his back itchy, but his heart was also starting to itch. He was the kind of person who couldn't resist such feelings.

But when I think of the person behind me, who used to look like a child, I can't help but hesitate.

"Little King..."

He called out softly.

However, the other person pressed their face against his back, as if trying to hear his heartbeat from behind, and their breath brushed against him as they spoke—

"Are you going to use my clone again? What a convenient excuse to shirk responsibility, keep me hanging on, making me yearn for it but unable to reach it."

She seemed to be smiling softly as she said—

"Want to experience it? Want to take a closer look? Am I still a child?"

A fair arm reached out from behind him and gently embraced his waist. Her soft palms rested on his firm abdominal muscles, yet he felt as if he were melting from her softness. Even a tough man like him couldn't resist such tenderness.

Feeling the softness behind him, he had to admit the maturity of the King.

Even if she doesn't have the extreme voluptuousness of Raphael and the others, she still possesses a different kind of slender perfection, without a trace of immaturity.

Should we continue to deceive ourselves?

With her mindset and figure, what could she possibly be dissatisfied with?

She whispered in his ear—

"Don't be shy anymore, my dear husband."

He bowed slightly, his cheeks flushed, and said—

"Am I shy? What's there for a grown man like me to be shy about... You're the one who's shy, aren't you?"

He was still being stubborn.

Wang Shen chuckled and said—

"When I was in your heart, what scene hadn't I witnessed?"

"Wait, so you were peeping at me while I was showering back then?"

"what……"

She accidentally let it slip, and quickly withdrew one hand to gently cover her mouth, avoiding his gaze as he turned around.

"You bastard...you really are an evil scoundrel!"