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

Chapter 141 Flat-chested and Big-breasted, a Balance of Food and Sex

Ah Fu, puffing up his cheeks, is also quite amusing.

It's a feeling of sulking to himself, unlike Dong Yi, who would fight with him when he was angry. It's just that Dong Yi is more tolerant of him now.

He looked at Afu's chubby cheeks and felt an urge to poke them.

This girl is damn sweet.

Ah Fu fussed for a while, but being good-tempered, she quickly calmed down and said—

"I just checked, and it seems you still can't control your strength well, so let's focus on controlling it gradually first, and then we'll help you improve your strength later."

Chen Ming ate his meal, looked at A Fu, and said—

"Was that considered a transfer of power before?"

"Forget it."

"Is it okay? Will there be any issues like a weak foundation?"

"So you have to practice slowly."

Afu blinked and said—

"I'll give you a little more improvement after you get more familiar with it."

"...It's that simple?"

"..."

Afu looked at him helplessly with her gray eyes and said—

"It's that simple."

In fact, Chen Ming often overlooks one thing.

That is, although A Fu is currently behaving like his little maid, she is actually the pinnacle of the sword immortal world, and she is even written into textbooks as a positive example.

It's kind of a legend.

It's not easy to promote someone with care.

Of course, doing this will only raise you to a certain level.

It won't work if you go any higher.

Moreover, for cultivators, these are merely supplementary tools; what truly matters is the Dao they comprehend themselves.

Afu took a sip of water from her cup and secretly glanced at him.

Actually, there were ulterior motives behind my efforts to help him so diligently... My own power would affect him, and since our powers are similar, we should be able to complement each other.

For example, if it's dual cultivation...

Ah Fu's face slowly turned red again.

Chen Ming looked at her, tilted his head, and thought that A Fu always blushed when she was thinking about something, which was unexpectedly a bit of a closet flirt?

Normally she's very serious, but when he teases her, she blushes. Even when she's not talking to him, she'll start daydreaming and trying to win him over.

Boom boom boom!

Chen Ming turned to look at Cerberus and the angel girl, who seemed to have escalated their fight. The noise they were making was huge, creating large craters and almost destroying the grass.

Chen Ming said helplessly—

"You two, stop right now!"

Upon hearing Chen Ming's words, the angel stopped immediately, while Cerberus continued to gnaw on the angel's wings, clinging to them.

Chen Ming shook his head, picked up a dumpling, and tossed it into the distance.

"Wang!"

Cerberus immediately released the angel, transformed into a dog-eared beauty, chased after her, and caught her in one bite.

"Mmm...delicious!"

Cerberus wagged its tail and sat down next to Chen Ming, then happily jumped onto him and barked—

"Master, master, master..."

"Okay, you're so clingy."

Chen Ming was a little out of breath from being hugged by her, so he patted her arm to let her go.

Let Miss Angel come and have dinner too.

This time it ate by itself. I taught it before, so its body must have remembered.

Cerberus wagged its tail as it ate, its red eyes fixed on Chen Ming, and said—

"Master, master, master, the frisbee is so much fun!"

"...Although I'm not playing frisbee with you, whatever makes you happy."

Chen Ming smiled. It's nice to have someone who likes to retrieve frisbees. He's not very good at controlling his strength, so he still has to retrieve them once they fly out.

The power that Afu gave him still needs to be practiced and controlled.

No rush, take it slow. Just treat it as exercise and stick to exercising for a few hours every day.

He does dream of flying on a sword, but he doesn't aspire to dominate the world of sword immortals. So he doesn't need to work so hard; he has a job to do and a large family to support.

My wife, kids, and a warm bed are the most important things to me; what do other things matter?

Cerberus finished his meal in a few bites, then looked at the angel lady and grinned.

"..."

Chen Ming took out the disc and controlled its power to send it flying.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Cerberus, no longer bothering the angel, chased after the disc. The angel, however, remained still, as she was following his order to eat.

To be honest, Chen Ming had already started to like Miss Angel. After all, who wouldn't like a beautiful girl who only obeys your orders and is also very strong?

I don't know when she will recover.

I really want to give myself a proper introduction and get to know her properly.

amount……

After she regained consciousness, she probably didn't have any memory of her current state, right?

If so...

Chen Ming thought for a moment, what about the white liquid coming out of its mouth, what about turning into an obedient puppet, bringing back a frisbee like a dog and letting him pet it for a long time...

Chen Ming broke out in a cold sweat. Wasn't this going to be incredibly embarrassing?

And after waking up, Miss Angel will probably be leaving, right? Chen Ming actually felt a little reluctant, not sure if it was because he was reluctant to part with his toy, or because he was reluctant to part with Miss Angel's...

Hmm, it seems like neither of them is quite good. Is this all that's left in my mind?

He scratched his head.

He knew perfectly well that he was very possessive and had ambiguous relationships with so many girls in his family. What did he do to deserve this?

All I can do is feel grateful.

If Miss Angel leaves, I'll probably feel a little lost, after all, you can develop feelings for a figurine.

...That makes it sound more vivid.

He looked at Miss Angel; wasn't she just like a humanoid figurine? A mindless shell.

He touched his nose; he simply couldn't change his clothes at will...

If only I could hug her, she's so incredibly soft... The angel's embrace before made him waver, and he really wanted to sleep in her arms...

Huh?

He thought for a moment, and realized that if he cuddled Miss Angel to sleep, he could use her wings as a blanket.

He was getting a little restless. Looking at the angel's back, at the pair of large, pure white wings, he reached out and touched them. They were as smooth as silk and warm inside.

It must feel so comfortable to cover up like this, how about I try it tonight? I don't care about big breasts, I just want to cover up with angel wings.

……

After playing frisbee with Cerberus for a few more rounds, the three of them went home. Chen Ming had used up all his strength and, according to the speed of his cultivation technique, it would probably take until tomorrow to recover.

When we go back, we won't need Miss Angel to carry us.

He and Afu stood together on the flying sword.

He glanced at the slender, square-shaped Han sword at his feet and said—

"Won't it fall?"

"No, if you're scared, just... just hold me tight."

Afu said it seemingly casually.

Chen Ming, of course, obeyed respectfully, embracing A Fu's slender and delicate figure. Unlike Miss Angel, who was plump, A Fu was still gentle and graceful.

Her abdomen was firm, her waist was elastic, and she was very comfortable to hug.

Miss Angel is eating lots of meat and fish.

Ah Fu's taste was very simple.

Perfect timing, he likes a mix of meat and vegetables.

Holding Afu in his arms, Chen Ming's mind started to wander.

Chapter 142 Sisters Cannot Have Feelings for Their Brothers

Chen Xiao was still working on deciphering the text on the computer. Actually, it wasn't that difficult; restoring ancient characters was mostly based on guessing and comparison.

It mainly depends on the quantity of samples, and then it requires patiently guessing and verifying.