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

Chen Ming paused for a moment, then shook his head. He was being held by his aunt, who exuded a faint fragrance. Her cheek rested on his shoulder, and her flaxen hair fell from his shoulder.

For a moment, he was in a daze. In this familiar scene, he thought it was his sister holding him. His aunt and sister really do look alike.

Aunt smiled and said to Lucifer—

"Lucifer, I've captured your husband. How are you going to ransom him?"

Lucifer looked at his aunt, smiled, thought for a moment, and said—

"Then let's redeem it with tonight's dinner."

"Hmm... Lucifer's cooking is indeed delicious, but it's not good."

Aunt shook her head.

Hearing the commotion outside, the older sister came out of her room. Seeing her mother embracing her husband, she raised an eyebrow slightly and said—

What are you doing?

"Xiaoxiao? I've found you a husband."

"...You should just grab one for yourself."

The older sister was both amused and exasperated, but logically speaking, her aunt did deserve some credit for what happened between her and her brother.

Hearing this, Dad perked up, shifting his gaze from the "Happy Family" WeChat group, and began to earnestly advise—

"Look, even Xiaoxiao thinks you should consider your own situation..."

"Brother, climb!"

"..."

Are you getting this impatient with me now? Dad's face twitched. In front of so many children, you don't even give me any face?

Qin Hui smiled, trying to ease the tension, poured her father a cup of tea, and said—

"Dad, have a cup of tea."

"Oh, thank you, Huihui."

Dad then took the opportunity to back down.

Children are more considerate; younger sisters are always the older brothers' enemies from a past life.

Aunt buried her face in Chen Ming's back. Marriage is such a hassle. I don't want to just settle for someone... Come to think of it, Mingming's back is quite sturdy.

No wonder he participated in school basketball games.

Ok……

"It feels really good..."

Auntie's arms began to rub restlessly against Chen Ming's chest and lower abdomen, while she was holding the dog in her hands.

My older sister couldn't stand it anymore. Holding the dog in one hand and grabbing my aunt's ear with the other, she forcefully pulled her off Chen Ming and said—

What are you doing?

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... What are you doing?"

The aunt genuinely didn't realize anything was wrong. In her mind, she had bathed both Xiaoxiao and Mingming before, so what was wrong with touching them?

They're a little unsure about how to gauge distance.

The older sister, her cheeks puffed out, dragged her shameless birth mother back to her room, ready to give her a good talking-to.

"Wang?"

Cerberus struggled slightly as his sister lifted him up by one hand.

Wait, what does your conversation have to do with me? Why are you holding me? I need to go to my master, master…

She looked up at her master, hoping he could help her.

But Chen Ming had already sat down next to Lucifer, his hand on her black-stockinged thigh, gently caressing it. He hadn't seen her for half a day; of course he wanted to spend some quality time with his wife.

Dog?

I don't know...

Since he was taken away and couldn't bother him, Chen Ming pretended not to see Cerberus's gaze.

Owner--!

Cerberus's eyes were filled with tears, and then his sister led him to the room.

"..."

Chen Ming glanced over there furtively, silently apologizing in his heart. But Gouzi was easy to fool; he just needed to make her some food later.

He placed his hand on Lucifer's black-stockinged thigh, their hands intertwined, and their heads pressed together.

Lucifer looked at him and smiled, saying—

"Didn't you go to the Sword Immortal Academy to bring back a few people today?"

"...Am I the kind of person who's fickle?"

"……no."

Isn't that...?

Lucifer knew perfectly well what was going on, but he still went along with him.

Chen Ming, however, felt a little guilty. Avoiding the gaze of Lucifer's virtuous wife and loving mother, the scumbag felt a pang of guilt.

No, but this time you really didn't have any affairs... right?

For some reason, Chen Ming thought of Xuan...

shook his head.

Chapter 296 Foot Fetish Springtime

Lucifer knew perfectly well what kind of man her husband was; even if he didn't actively pursue other women, they would still get entangled with him.

He passively picked up a girl, but actively fed her food.

Even Lucifer was caught off guard by a combination of techniques.

Anyway, she's starting to understand more and more that it's very difficult for Chen Ming, with his soft-hearted nature, to leave anyone unattended.

Upon entering his room, Lucifer looked at the black sword in his hand and raised an eyebrow.

You still say you haven't been flirting with other women? Then why would a girl give you her sword?

Lucifer could tell that he clearly liked the ancient longsword; its texture and patterns were beautiful, neither too simple nor too flashy.

Lucifer watched him wield the sword like a child. If he had a vegetable garden, good heavens, that would be incredible.

He was bound to get a beating from his grandmother.

She rested her chin on her hand and smiled as she said—

"Could the sword of a sword immortal hold some special meaning?"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Chen Ming was somewhat confused.

Lucifer said—

"For example, a token of love?"

"Uh, how could that be? Dongyi and Afu never said anything like that."

Chen Ming shook his head.

He sheathed his sword, explained the situation to Lucifer, and looked at her, asking—

"It seems that Lu Bu is unaware of the living corpses. What should we do?"

"Stay home."

"...Something just feels off."

Chen Ming's expression was a bit strange. Although she was a beautiful red-haired woman, the idea of ​​a zombie sounded rather odd.

Lucifer tilted his head and said—

"It's just a soulless body, but it's still alive and has such a spiritual quality. Why not just use it as a useful prop?"

"...props?"

What kind of prop is this? Such a beautiful woman, you're saying you'd use her as a prop... I can only think of bad things. Chen Ming's mind was full of all sorts of messy thoughts.

Lucifer smiled and said—

"For example, like Miss Angel did before..."

"You still want to lie to me? Miss Angel hasn't recovered yet because I believed your lies back then. Now look what's happened."

"Isn't it good now?"

"..."

Being called "master" by a big-breasted angel all day long, and having her breasts smeared all over your face... isn't that terrible? Although, it's also very good... terrible, but very good.

Chen Ming scratched his head and said—

"No, don't cause any more trouble."

"Um……"

Lucifer tapped his forehead with his pale fingers, his red eyes deep in thought, and his black-stockinged legs shifted the position of their overlapping.

Chen Ming sat on the floor, looking down at Lucifer's legs and feet. Through the black stockings, he could vaguely see some tender flesh.

Lucifer's legs and feet were so perfect, long and slender, that they would not be as perfect as they were now if they were any longer or shorter. They made one want to hold them in the palm of one's hand and admire them carefully.

These legs and feet are a work of art in themselves.

To put it bluntly, black silk chocolate is also delicious. He reached out and gently lifted her toes, the warm and soft touch touching his palm.

Lucifer sensed the anomaly beneath his feet, snapped out of his thoughts, looked down at him, and asked—