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

"We've already eaten. What about you?"

"I've eaten, and I'm washing the dishes now."

"Then I'll help you..."

Chen Ming said that, but A Fu had already gone into the kitchen to help very actively. She was really a busy little maid.

He said he underestimated himself, but actually he just liked taking care of everyone.

Um, for some reason, I feel a bit like an elder in this kind of place...

But she's a beautiful girl.

Chen Ming nodded.

If he didn't need help, he had no choice but to sit on the sofa. Dong Yi was probably playing games in the inner room, and only a little girl was sitting on the sofa.

She had black hair and black eyes, her big eyes looking at him. Her pigtails seemed to have lost some of their luster. Her little feet were wearing white stockings and slippers as she leaned against the sofa.

It's more accurate to say he was sprawled on the sofa.

Chen Ming looked at her, who had a carefree, nonchalant expression, smiled, patted her head, and said—

Why do you look like you're about to die?

"……nothing."

The landlady said weakly.

Dong Yi came out, poured himself a glass of cola, looked at Chen Ming, and said—

"The landlady was in PE class, and it seems she has heatstroke."

"Heatstroke?"

Chen Ming nervously touched her forehead, then pressed his own forehead against it.

The landlady blushed slightly, pushed him away, and said—

"It's not like you have a fever, what's wrong..."

"Uh, yeah."

He was so concerned that he lost his composure. Looking at the landlady, he frowned and said—

"Have you been to the hospital? Is the sun really strong in Cheongju today? Why didn't you take precautions against the sun? You seem to have gotten a little tanned."

"...How can I possibly answer all of your questions?"

The landlady rolled her eyes at him and said—

"It's okay, I'll be fine after a rest. Running is exhausting, my feet hurt so much."

"..."

Chen Ming narrowed his eyes, looking at the black-haired loli, while the landlady silently turned her head away.

Chen Ming said—

"You're not...faking heatstroke to avoid exercise, are you?"

"...No, I just feel unwell."

The landlady stubbornly denied it, pouting. To be honest, the sun is so strong today; strenuous exercise might really cause heatstroke… and getting a tan wouldn't be good either.

She lay on the sofa without burying her head in the pillow.

Chen Ming twitched his lips, raised his hand and slapped her buttocks, though not hard, of course.

But the landlady jumped back, clutching her backside, turned around, looked at him, and said—

"Don't hit me, just talk to me nicely, there's no need to hit me. Violent discipline is unacceptable, you, as an education graduate, should understand this."

"I……"

Chen Ming was both annoyed and amused. This little girl was speaking so logically that he couldn't refute her.

He kept a straight face and said—

"Is lying to the teacher and faking illness to skip class the right thing to do?"

"……I was wrong."

The landlady isn't foolish enough to argue back; she'll admit her mistake directly and avoid being scolded repeatedly...

Chen Ming looked at her, seemingly seeing through her little scheme, and said with a smile—

"Is 'I was wrong' all it takes?"

"I've realized I was wrong, so let's just let it go."

The landlady feigned a wronged look, gazing at him expectantly. To be honest, her strategy was very effective: first, she admitted her mistake, then she acted pitifully and cutely.

Chen Ming felt that her anger level had decreased considerably after she finished him off.

This wasn't his fault; the landlady was just too adorable, he thought to himself. He usually doted on her enough that he couldn't bear to really scold her.

Lucifer wiped his hands as he came out of the kitchen, saw Chen Ming being completely dominated by the landlady, and shook his head.

He'll probably become a spoiled, doting dad. What kind of education major is he? With that soft-hearted personality, how can he possibly raise a good child?

Lucifer's red eyes stared at the landlady, who straightened up slightly, a bead of cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

Looking at Lucifer's meaningful gaze...

Although Sister Lucifer said she would give her a chance, whether she actually did or not was ultimately up to her. The landlady pursed her lips.

She lowered her head and said—

"I won't do that again."

"Ok?"

Chen Ming also looked at Lucifer. What's going on? All my explanations are useless; you obediently listen to Lucifer with just a glance?

He angrily messed up the landlady's hair. Was she really taking advantage of being favored? She knew he spoiled her, so she acted spoiled in every way.

Chen Ming said irritably—

"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

"..."

The landlady looked at him with annoyance. Why did he think he was acting this way? It was because he liked her. Those who are favored are fearless, while those who have no chance can only lie low for now.

"tired."

The landlady lay down, her delicate legs, clad in white stockings, draped over Chen Ming's body on the other side.

Chen Ming saw that her feet moved slightly, and he could vaguely see her small toes through the stockings, feeling the warmth of her legs and feet.

Chen Ming patted her calf and said—

"You're back to rest, what's there to be tired about?"

"I came back from a run, but I didn't want to get sunburned on the court... I ran two laps and I'm exhausted."

The landlady was limp and breathing heavily.

Chen Ming didn't expect her to come back after training, which was good.

He patted her head and said—

"You can run two laps, that's great."

"...Those who finish last have actually made it through in the end. I wonder if my feet will hurt tomorrow."

Chen Ming knew that excessive exercise usually caused muscle soreness the next day, and the soreness of going up and down stairs was simply unbearable... Moreover, it was difficult to get food after school, which was a painful memory.

He shook his head and said—

"...Then the physique is a bit weak."

"Physical education is pretty important in the high school entrance exam these days, isn't it?" he said, looking at the landlady.

"It's better to exercise more."

"Ah."

The landlady didn't even want to say anything more. She shifted her legs on his lap and adjusted her position.

He sighed, reached out and grasped her calf, gently pressing it, and said—

"Relax, relax, let me give you a massage."

"Hmm, I hope I won't feel too bad tomorrow."

"If you feel unwell, you can take a nap during the day or come back in the evening. I'll cook you something delicious to help you recover. It'll be alright."

It's not like I'm actually living at school; I can go home for meals anytime, so what's a little muscle soreness?

He reached for the little girl's white-stockinged legs, pressing down along her bone arch with his thumbs to relax her muscles. Then he massaged the acupoints around her ankles, slowly rubbing them until they felt warm.

"Um……"

The landlady squinted, feeling somewhat comfortable.

It's so good to be home. It's so comforting to have him around. The feeling of being pampered is something she's become addicted to...

Chapter 144 What did his sister do to him that night?

Despite being suppressed by her mother, she still couldn't be hasty in matters concerning her younger brother.

Chen Xiao licked his lips and said—

"I don't know if Chen Ming will go back or not. Why don't you ask him, Mom?"

"...What I said is useless."

When Mom heard Chen Xiao seem to be resisting, did he really think he was all grown up now?

She smiled and said—

"Xiaoxiao, I remember you really enjoyed spending holidays with Mingming, right? One year, you even went to your grandma's house together for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

“You came back even though you were abroad, and we didn’t even have time to prepare a room for you, and in the end… after all these years, you and your brother are sleeping together…”