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

Ah Fu said—

"Not a single scratch?"

If it were something that couldn't be resisted, it should have destroyed the amulet, but it seems to be putting up no resistance at all.

Lucifer said—

"It didn't identify as a threat, so it probably didn't work. Anyway, we should figure it out soon. Don't worry, let's eat first. Afu, help me cook."

"Oh well."

Afu looked at Lucifer with the obedient demeanor of a maidservant looking at her mistress. Lucifer had also taught her many dishes, for which she felt both grateful and respectful.

The two reliable ones went to cook.

Dong Yi and Chen Ming looked at each other in bewilderment.

His first words were—

"How was your study today? What score did you get on the test? How did you do your homework?"

"..."

Dong Yi's lips twitched.

Are you my mom? Is it really fun to always tease her like that?

Chapter 156 The Foolish Sword Immortal

After getting what she wanted, the landlady was no longer afraid and happily waited for her meal.

Chen Ming looked at her, wondering if this girl was trying to trick him. He might have been a little scared at first, but now he was filled with anticipation and joy.

The thought of getting close to him made me forget everything else.

And actually, after thinking about it, with so many capable older sisters in the family who can protect her well, there's absolutely no need to be afraid, right?

Sister Afu slashes people with her flying sword, Sister Cerberus closes the door and unleashes her dogs, Dong Yi... well, let's just say Dong Yi is unpredictable, and Sister Lucifer is also unfathomable.

The landlady got off him, stepping on her little leather shoes.

One foot was bare, and the other was wearing a white stocking.

Chen Ming blinked, picked up her socks from the side, handed them to her, and said—

"Aren't you wearing socks anymore?"

"I'm not wearing it anymore, you can have it."

"No way, it's so dirty, I'm throwing it in the washing machine."

Chen Ming held her stockings in his hand, preparing to throw them into the washing machine, and then went to the kitchen to help with the cooking.

"Wearing shoes without socks will make them smelly very easily."

"..."

The landlady's eyebrows twitched. She kept saying that girls' feet smelled a bit like something. What did she mean? Although everyone's feet can smell.

It's impossible for someone not to sweat, right?

Chen Ming glanced at Lucifer and Miss Angel... It seems that these two don't need to be metabolized... Of course, they can be metabolized after being eaten.

As soon as Afu returned, she went to the kitchen to help. Chen Ming came to the kitchen and watched the two girls cooking.

There aren't many girls who can cook these days, are there?

He has two such enthusiastic family members, and every time he tries to help, he can't get involved. He's supposed to be the head chef in the family, so why does he feel like his power in the kitchen is being sidelined?

He leaned against the door, looking at his wife Lucifer, whose back was almost perfectly curved, with a slender neck and white hair tied up with a ribbon. He could see the beauty mark next to her eye, which added to her virtuousness.

Meanwhile, the maidservant assisting on the other side was an ethereal sword immortal, more slender than Lucifer, yet possessing a graceful and elegant beauty.

Chen Ming preferred this look to the girl's chest, especially her waist and back, and he gave A Fu a high score.

Of course, having big breasts has its advantages too.

I'm not picky, I'm not picky...

He stared intently at the two of them, and how should I put it... it seemed like his gaze was becoming increasingly blatant. Lucifer was fine, used to him, but Afu felt somewhat uneasy.

She would steal glances at him every now and then, and then feel uneasy.

Lucifer glanced at Afu, then looked at Chen Ming, and said helplessly—

"Don't cause trouble."

"What? I was just watching, how did that make a mess?"

Chen Ming pretended to be very innocent. Of course he knew that he had affected A Fu. It was really fun to be cared about like this.

I remembered hugging Afu here before... the soft touch still feels so real.

Ah Fu must like him, right?

Over the past few days, he has come to a very clear understanding: he is not truly a block of wood; sometimes he simply has no choice but to act like one.

Even if I have to be a maid, it doesn't matter. I just want to stay by his side, look at his face, and blush from time to time.

According to Dong Yi, A Fu is a very aloof person who doesn't care about much. But now, she cares so much about Chen Ming's gaze.

Ah Fu couldn't help but say—

"Um... Chen Ming, you can go outside and wait here. Lucifer and I can handle things here..."

"Sister Lucifer?"

Chen Ming didn't know when Lucifer and Afu's relationship had progressed so well. When he teased Afu, Lucifer would often protect her, just like he had just done.

Ah Fu stammered a little—

"My sister is...my sister..."

In the same family, the one who joined the family first was the older sister.

And Lucifer should be older than her, right?

There's nothing wrong with calling her "sister".

Chen Ming was puzzled, but didn't think much of it. He leaned against the doorframe and asked—

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Hmm... we'll help you eat it once it's ready."

"..."

Chen Ming looked at Lucifer, wondering if he really had lost the right to cook. He felt inexplicably sad. He had indeed thought about having a wife to cook for him before, but now that it had actually happened, he felt a little anxious and uncertain.

It turns out that cooking for others and making the people you like smile is a very fulfilling thing.

He said pitifully—

"Just let me help you..."

In the end, Ah Fu was too easily swayed; after being begged by him, he couldn't help but look at Lucifer.

Lucifer's red eyes met Afu's, and they both smiled helplessly.

"Okay, then let's help."

Great!

……

Dongyi looked at the footprints on the landlady's feet and comforted her—

"It's alright, landlady. Yours is quite nice. Take a look at mine."

She exposed the inside of her thigh, where he had been practicing his calligraphy today...

The landlady's lips twitched. They really used girls' thighs as practice boards? And why were there two patterns?

Dong Yi scratched his head and said—

"I'm used to having weird things drawn on my body, and I'm too lazy to wash them off. Anyway, I don't go out much."

"..."

Please don't get used to this kind of thing. It's because you let him bully you that he's become more and more demanding. Sooner or later, you'll end up hurting yourself.

The landlady thought to herself, but then she thought, isn't it a good thing to risk everything? To completely win him over seems like a good thing after all?

Could it be...?

The landlady looked at Dongyi.

Was Sister Dongyi doing this on purpose? Was she deliberately indulging him, letting him become increasingly unruly, until he gradually lost control and finally went with the flow, doing everything he should and shouldn't have done...?

Is it possible that this is the case?

The landlady looked at Dong Yi with suspicion.

Dong Yi lay sprawled on the sofa, looking at his phone with a sloppy and lazy air. His fair belly was exposed, and he reached out to scratch his firm abdomen.

The landlady glanced down at her belly, then pinched a ring of flesh...

What exactly is going on?

This lazybones is incredibly lazy all day long, eating and sleeping, yet he never gains weight, while I...

Dongyi reached out and grabbed a potato chip. She had studied diligently today, so Chen Ming rewarded her with double the snacks, which made her very happy.

She noticed the landlady's resentful gaze, stopped putting her hand in her mouth, blinked, and asked—

"Want some potato chips?"

"……don't want."

The landlady puffed out her cheeks and looked at Dongyi.

What a carefree fool. He probably wouldn't have any scheming thoughts, right?

It doesn't seem like they have the brains to do that.

The landlady nodded.