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

Cerberus looked at him with some displeasure, nibbled at his trouser leg, and said—

"I've worked very hard too!"

Although I didn't do anything, I still put myself through the hardship.

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"Okay, okay, it was my fault for being so talkative. My lazy wife has had a hard time."

"Hehehe...wait, something seems off?"

Before the silly dog ​​could react, Chen Ming passed through the portal and returned home.

As soon as he got back, he saw a dark-skinned little girl lying on the sofa, scratching her bottom. Her big eyes lit up when she saw him, and she jumped up in surprise, placing one foot on the back of the sofa and leaping into the air—

"Uncle! You're back!"

"Wow."

Chen Ming quickly reached out to catch her, but she jumped too high and spread her arms and legs, grabbing his head and wrapping her energetic legs around his neck, laughing as she said—

"Uncle, uncle...hehe, uncle..."

"Honestly, she's getting more and more fond of acting cute..."

Chen Ming patted her legs and said—

"Get down quickly, I can't see anything in front of me."

The dark-skinned little girl didn't let go; instead, she adjusted the ritual, punched his back with her heel, and said to him excitedly—

"Uncle, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"It's a great thing."

"You have something great to come?"

Chen Ming was suspicious. This guy was usually a troublemaker and unreliable. The only good thing he could do was improve his grades, since he had been helping her with her studies.

However, her next sentence completely stunned him. He heard her say—

“My dad said he wants to see you! I told him about our engagement, and he was so happy he couldn’t speak. He was trembling but still smiling and said he wanted to see you. He just bought a new kitchen knife and wants to cook something delicious for you.”

"..."

So, is there something wrong with this girl's little brain? Is she trying to make him something delicious, or does she want to chop him up into something tasty?

Chen Ming covered his face, feeling that he couldn't live like this anymore. But he couldn't run away from the matter; he still needed to think of a way to argue with Zhou's father... no, I mean, explain it to him.

If we can communicate clearly and honestly, we can definitely create a harmonious world where no one gets hurt and everyone can understand each other... I guess so.

After picking up the dark-skinned little girl and tossing her onto the sofa, and giving her double the homework, a slender little girl also came over and said—

"Dad, welcome home."

"Yes, Yuqian is still the best..."

Chen Ming felt a surge of relief. Of all the children, Yuqian was the most reassuring. He subconsciously ignored the bridesmaid incident, thinking it was just an accident, and that Yuqian was still his sweetheart, and would never be like the others.

Yuqian basked in his affection, smiling innocently, but to the landlady and Zhou Siqi, only one thought came to mind—

"A skilled hunter often appears as the prey..."

Huang Yi, with a lollipop in her mouth, saw him return and immediately said in a sarcastic tone—

"I heard you're going to make a move on another girl? You even forcibly tore off her clothes. No wonder you're a big shot."

"Don't talk nonsense. She herself said she's a man, so what's wrong with me lifting a man's clothes?"

"...Wouldn't that make things even more problematic?"

Huang Yi complained vehemently.

Chen Ming couldn't help but walk up and tap her on the head, saying—

"Your mind is always full of nonsense!"

Hearing the commotion, his aunt came out wearing an apron, looked at him, and said—

"Mingming, you're back?"

"Yes, I'm back, honey."

Chen Ming looked at her, then at her stomach, and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you looking at?!"

My aunt blushed and hid back in the kitchen.

……

P.S.: Look at our kids! (ω)

Chapter 1585 Aftermath: Overprotecting Wives (9)

Watching Xiaomei sneak away, Chen Ming put Yuqian down and went over. Seeing her pretending to work, he smiled and hugged her from behind, pressing his hands against her mature body and his hands on her lower abdomen, saying—

"Why didn't I see you this morning? And where's my sister?"

"Xiao, Xiaoxiao is resting. She's too busy as a leader. I went to help her before."

Xiaomei's cheeks flushed slightly. She placed her hand on his arm, glanced outside, and said—

"There are so many people outside..."

"What's wrong? Are you still shy now? You've already slept together, you have a child, and you're still so cute."

What an amazing personality! Even though she's a mature woman with children, she still acts like a young girl, which makes her even cuter.

"But, cute and stuff..."

Xiaomei couldn't bear the teasing any longer. She sobbed twice, lowered her head, and said—

"It's clearly bullying."

How did I bully you?

"I'm already so old, why would I have your child..."

Just thinking about Xiaoxiao's speechless expression makes me want to crawl into a hole.

Chen Ming chuckled and said—

"Isn't this your own wish? You got anxious when you heard that the Queen Mother of the West was pregnant."

"I didn't, I didn't, I didn't! It was you!"

"Okay, okay, you didn't, you didn't, it's all my fault, I'm such a bad guy, such a bastard."

Chen Ming quickly hugged her tightly, pressed his cheek against hers, and said with a smile—

"My dear wife, go out and rest for a while. Leave this to your husband. Take good care of yourself and don't disturb the baby."

Xiaomei's constitution isn't as robust as Lucifer's and the others', so she needs extra care. The same goes for her older sister, Qin Hui, Gu Qing, Sister Li, and the others; as their pregnancies progress, it's time for them to stay home and rest.

Xiaomei bit her lower lip and mumbled—

"He becomes gentle when others are angry; what a cunning fellow."

She glanced at him reluctantly, but in the end, she obediently listened to him and went out.

In the kitchen, Afu and Xuanru were on high alert.

The young maid's gray eyes held a hint of timidity; clearly, the reprimand she had received that morning still lingered in her body. She spoke hesitantly—

"Honey, I know I was wrong. I won't overwork myself anymore, and I'll focus on taking care of the pregnancy..."

Although she's really fine, as a sword immortal master, pregnancy only has a slight impact on her; doing housework won't cause any problems.

But Chen Ming didn't care about any of that. He couldn't bear to see his pregnant wife so busy all day long.

Seeing her master's expression, Xuan was about to utter that classic line again when Chen Ming chuckled and silenced her with a kiss that left her dizzy and disoriented, saying—

"My wives have worked hard. I'll cook you a meal today. Now you can go out."

"But……"

"Ok?"

"No, it's nothing!"

The maidservant fled with Xuan in a panic, and Chen Ming shook his head, hands on his hips. His wife was too virtuous; it was heartbreaking.

In fact, there were times when Chen Ming told them not to do anything, thinking that his wives were pregnant and he would take over all the work so they could rest.

But within a few days, they all cried and complained to him.

They complained about being so bored at home, how they were growing mushrooms from boredom, and how they felt they were going to get depressed if they didn't do anything... Only after they repeatedly assured me were they allowed to do some work, provided they got enough rest.

Otherwise, Chen Mingzhen would have taken on all the responsibilities.

Moreover, he can also make time to be with them, providing 360-degree protection without any blind spots. It's a bit too much; he spoils his wife without any limits.

stomping on...

Just as he was busy in the kitchen, the lazy footsteps of slippers sounded from behind him, and a pair of fair arms gently encircled his waist. A tender voice whispered in his ear, "—"

"You're back."

"Yes, I'm back."

He turned back with a smile, his pale eyes and flaxen hair easily recognizable as his aunt, but he wouldn't. He said—

"Sister, won't you rest a little longer?"

"Um……"

She shook her head, stood on tiptoe, rested her cheek on his shoulder, and said—

"Hearing that you're back, I still want to come to your side."

"You've worked hard, didn't they say they were going to fire you?"