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

He was about to make a move.

"Wait! I need to request help from outside the venue!"

Chen Ming looked at A Fu outside and said—

"Ah Fu, stop her!"

My handsome face can't be ruined like this.

"Hey?"

Afu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Ming, the master of the house, and then at Dong Yi, his fiancée.

The two of them are clearly flirting. As a lowly maid, how could I possibly have the right to interfere in their affairs?

So Afu shrugged and pretended not to hear.

At the crucial moment, Cerberus, as expected, was rather foolish, rushing to save his master and shouting—

"Master, I'm here to save you! Awoo?"

But Afu grabbed her and pulled the dog-eared girl into his arms.

She smiled and said to Cerberus—

"Don't bother them, I was just joking."

Is that so?

Cerberus nodded, relieved to see there seemed to be no danger. She nuzzled against Afu... and bumped into him a little...

Afu picked up Cerberus in his arms, walked to the door, and gently closed it for them, giving them some space.

"..."

Chen Ming's eyebrows twitched.

There was no other way. He looked at Dong Yi in front of him and said—

"sorry."

A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. Apologize now; it might just be the answer.

Dong Yi chuckled and said—

"If apologies were effective, how wonderful the world would be."

"Yes."

Chen Ming also sighed.

Then, suddenly, a smirk appeared on his lips, and he said—

"So you have to fight for everything yourself!"

He suddenly exerted force and, to Dong Yi's astonishment, flipped her over.

"ah!"

Dong Yi let out a small gasp.

Chen Ming pressed down on top of her, kneeling between her legs, his hands pinning Dong Yi's hands down. He smiled and said—

"Now the situation has reversed."

"You, you let me go..."

Dongyi struggled beneath him, pressing her body even closer to subdue her.

Dongyi blushed as she felt his presence.

This……

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"How about it? Still want to play a prank?"

"You bad person, you're cheating!"

"What? How did I cheat?"

"You said you would draw me things before because I couldn't get up, but now that you can't get up yourself, you're trying to cheat me like this."

Dong Yi was a little sullen.

It looked like a pufferfish, which made Chen Ming chuckle.

He smiled and said—

"Those are rules for you, they don't apply to me."

"Damn it, you bastard..."

Dong Yi was furious. Did she really think she was easy to bully? Although she was a girl, she had practiced swordsmanship since childhood and her strength was considerable. Did she think she couldn't be dealt with without using sword energy?

She tried her best to push Chen Ming away.

Chen Ming sensed something was wrong, so he quickly clamped her thighs together, pressed her down, and said—

"How about this, let's each compromise and save some energy, okay? I'll treat you to a pancake."

Use pancakes.

Dong Yi said—

"Hmph, you're dead today. Even Lucifer can't save you, I'm telling you!"

Little by little, they really managed to push Chen Ming away a bit.

Chen Ming was getting anxious, only thinking about how to subdue this guy, but his hands and feet were both occupied.

He hesitated for a moment.

He lowered his head and buried his face in her neck.

"Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Dongyi suddenly felt something wet and slippery on her neck, a sensation like being electrocuted, which made her feel sore all over and weak. She went limp and was held down by him.

"you you……"

Dong unconsciously rubbed his foot against the ground a few times, and the sensation on his neck was somewhat...

"No, you..."

Dong Yi gradually felt only soreness and weakness, and her face flushed.

Chen Ming looked up at her.

Dong Yi bit her lower lip, looking like she had been bullied.

He turned his head away guiltily and said—

"I won."

Although the methods used were not honorable.

Chapter 128 Son is Heaven

This is a home.

Because we've lived here for many years, the walls were originally a bit worn, but they were repainted a couple of years ago, so they look pretty good now.

Over the years, a lot of clutter has accumulated.

It's not that this family is unclean, but they've lived together for so long that clutter inevitably accumulates. They don't know whether they should throw things away or not, so things just pile up.

In a family, there is usually one man and one woman.

There's a somewhat biased view that a place where only one person lives isn't a home, and someone who lives alone isn't a person; they're just a "single dog."

That's such a hurtful statement.

I really want to beat up the person who said that.

So what if I'm single? What did being single do to deserve this? Can't I just relax and be alone?

It's fine without it.

Ahem, I've gone off on a tangent.

In short, there is a couple in this family who are quite old.

But the man continued to smoke and drink despite his family's objections. They probably couldn't persuade him otherwise, so they just let him be. Honestly, life is short; being overly afraid of everything is really unreasonable…

Of course, quitting smoking and drinking is the best option.

The woman lay diagonally on the wooden sofa. This family preferred hard wooden sofas because their child used to bump his head frequently when he was little, which hurt quite a bit.

Now I'm not afraid anymore, the children have grown up and gone out.

The man glanced at the woman lying on the sofa and muttered something.

"The way you lie on the sofa playing on your phone is just like those opium addicts from hundreds of years ago."

"..."

The woman glanced at him, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and then at the nearly full ashtray... Where did he get the nerve to say such a thing?

She wasn't annoyed. She knew that's just how this man was. He would say outrageous things to provoke you, and he was very clingy and long-winded. The best way to deal with him was to stay silent and ignore him.

The man was indeed a little embarrassed when he received no response.

He sat in front of the computer, playing his chess game. When he was younger, he used to play Connect Four, but now that he's older, he can't play anymore, so he plays chess to make a living.

"Tsk, another ad popping up..."

He muttered to himself that middle-aged and elderly people are generally slower to learn things like computers, and they dare not touch anything recklessly, so they don't understand much about them.

The women in the family know a lot more about this. They're always fiddling with their phones and computers, and they don't look old at all. They're like young people, and they learn all kinds of software very quickly.

He turned his head to look at the woman.

The woman looked at him.

He said—