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

here we go again……

The white cat felt its body become more comfortable. It was very angry, but it couldn't help but feel comfortable. This was always the case when it was being massaged. Its body always gave in before its willpower could.

Damn it, that despicable bastard... he's using that kind of... trick again...

The white cat isn't going to compromise this time. Don't think this will work forever! It's just like this... just a little comfortable... it's nothing at all...

It used all its strength to steady itself, nibbling at his shoulder.

Chen Ming stroked its white fur and fluffy ears, making its body tremble slightly. Finally, he ran one hand along its sensitive back from its neck to the tip of its tail, while the other hand ran along its hind legs to its belly, gently tickling it...

Well……

No, it won't work...

The white cat rolled its eyes slightly and released its mouth.

Chapter 318 Only then, will I not feel comfortable...

"Meow meow……"

The white cat's long, soft meows echoed throughout the room; it clearly didn't want to be comfortable, but it just couldn't help it...

It started fiercely, then gradually softened, and finally let go of Chen Ming's shoulders, rolling around in his arms, trying to get rid of those warm, big hands, not wanting to sink any deeper.

But its resistance, as before, was futile. Its body had become accustomed to his touch, and its mind remembered the feeling. As long as he touched it lightly, it would lose its resistance.

She could only roll slightly in futile struggle, but she didn't have the strength to really get out of his arms. Instead, she seemed to be teased by him, meowing and acting cute like an ordinary cat.

I clearly didn't want this to happen, so why is it...?

The white cat recalled the first time he was petted, and almost peed itself. It wouldn't do that now, but it still rolled around in his arms when petted.

"..."

The girls around him watched as the almost "invincible" white cat was powerless to resist in his hands. Now that they thought about it, even Dong Yilian's cat-catching was probably not as outrageous as this. He must have completely tamed it.

During this time, the white cat would even come back to massage him on its own initiative. Although it always acted aloof and arrogant, and now it seemed very unwilling, it had clearly been tamed.

She played in his arms, felt happy in him, and even after leaving for only a few days, she would reluctantly return to play with him.

It turned out it had already been "captured," and as long as Chen Ming was there, it had no chance of escape. This kind of confinement and dependence was more effective than any forceful method.

Afu looked thoughtfully at Lucifer.

In fact, Lucifer had only hastily put together a formation to test the White Cat's true strength; she had already laid out her plan the moment the White Cat appeared.

Chen Ming tamed it without realizing it, and gradually made it a member of the family. Now it seems that it has been very effective.

Lucifer probably already knew that the white cat was his pet, so she didn't use any life-saving magic on him. She believed that the white cat wouldn't harm Chen Ming.

She's very thoughtful; that's typical of her.

Afu nodded. It seemed that he still had a lot to learn. Many times, problems didn't need to be solved by fighting.

Raphael also glanced at Lucifer, his purple eyes seemingly deep in thought.

Only Dong Yi didn't care about Lucifer's line of thought. After all, she was a good-for-nothing, and to act in a way that fit her character, she stared at the meowing white cat and said—

"Why are you so skilled at this?"

"what?"

Why the sudden shift to white? Chen Ming kept working, determined to make the white cat fly away, but he could still manage to talk to Dong Yi.

Dong Yi said—

"You seem quite skilled at scratching and grooming your pets at home."

It's not just skillful, it's almost frighteningly amazing. My cats and dogs at home would stick their tongues out in comfort, it's really a bit too much.

Chen Ming thought for a moment and said—

“I used to have a wolfhound at my grandma’s house. It was very intelligent; it could tell from its eyes where you felt comfortable or uncomfortable when you touched it. There wasn’t much to do at my grandma’s house, so my sister and I would go and play with the dog, giving it massages and baths…”

"..."

So you practiced your Pet Hand technique there? That's a divine skill that can subdue Cerberus and even magical girl bosses!

Chen Ming smiled, but his eyes flickered slightly as he said—

"It's a pity... Xiao Hei disappeared later."

Dong Yi was unaware of the situation, but he could sense Chen Ming's change in mood. He blinked, sat down next to him, and patted his head.

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"This reminds me of how Xiao Hei used to comfort me like this."

"Ok?"

Dong Yi was taken aback, then said in a somewhat panicked manner—

"I...I'm your wife, a wife can't be treated like a dog...You...you shouldn't even think about it..."

Collaring them, pulling them by the rope, whipping them—no, that's going too far…

"..."

Chen Ming was speechless for a moment. He hadn't said anything. Dong Yi had imagined all sorts of random things several times, and it was all her own idea... Could it be that she was actually a little curious about that...?

Shaking his head, Chen Ming looked at the white cat in his arms. Its voice was now as soft as a mouse's, whimpering softly. Its sapphire-like, noble eyes were now somewhat vacant.

She had long since lost the strength to roll over, and lay sprawled in his arms, her four paws in the air, making an adorable cat paw gesture, exposing her soft belly for him to stroke.

Its mouth was slightly open, and you could see its tongue, but it wasn't sticking out yet.

He retained his sanity.

But, those wretched humans...

The white cat felt a tingling sensation in its head. In the past, when it wanted to feel comfortable, it would treat him as a masseur, but now that it didn't want to feel comfortable, he had become its torturer.

It twists its will, making its body defy its own consciousness to become comfortable.

Now it has no strength left in its body and can only lie in his arms, feeling his body temperature.

Once I regain my strength, I'll bite you to death...

The white cat felt a deep resentment.

Then his eyes slowly regained their liveliness and looked at Chen Ming... Wait, what is he going to do?

The white cat's eyes widened. It clearly saw that Chen Ming was holding a red collar with a small golden bell hanging from it.

He... he wanted to put this on himself?

This is outrageous! What does he take it for? His pet? You're just a masseuse and pet owner, don't go too far! I'm your master...

It could only watch helplessly, now powerless to resist. It twitched its little paws slightly, but was powerless, as if it wanted to refuse but also wanted to accept.

"Meow……"

"If you don't like it, run away; if you don't run away, it means you like it."

"..."

The white cat was so angry it felt like it was going to vomit blood. Didn't the man know whether it had the strength to run away? It had never seen such a shameless man!

Don't come any closer!

"Meow meow……"

"Are you so happy? It seems you really like it."

Happy my foot!

Chen Ming looked at it and could actually hear the resentment in its meows, but he pretended not to know and smiled as he fastened the red collar on the white cat.

"Okay, now I'll know you're nearby."

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, it shook its bell.

Chen Ming grabbed the base of its forelegs and lifted it up, the cat and the man staring at each other.

The white cat's eyes practically glared at him, it had never suffered such humiliation before. You're finished, you're in trouble.

Chen Ming blinked and smiled as he said—

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Haven't you had enough fun yet?"

As she spoke, she placed the white cat on her lap and reached out to stroke its fur.

The white cat's anger was gradually dissipating.

Damn it, they used such despicable methods again...

The white cat stretched and then succumbed to his grasp once more.

Even demonic magic, sword immortal techniques, or angelic power couldn't hold it back; only this gentleness left it powerless to resist...

Chapter 319 A Woman Like a Wolf

"Meow...meow...meow..."

Yuqian and the landlady also came to the room. Yuqian looked at the white cat lying on Chen Ming's lap, acting cute, twisting its body, and waving its paws... You're telling me this is the Boss?

This looks like just a little female cat who loves her owner, right? She's been played with so much that she's lost all her intelligence, leaving only the instinct to be affectionate.

The landlady took the sleeping Cerberus from Chen Ming's arms and stroked it in her own. The dog, sensing it was no longer in its owner's embrace, pawed at the ground slightly in dissatisfaction.

Everyone gathered in the room. The older sister and Lucifer exchanged a glance, seemingly asking about the situation. Lucifer smiled and shook his head, indicating that everything was alright.

Actually, it would have been better to let Chen Ming take action from the beginning. Demons, sword immortals, and angels are all useless. They are not as effective as Chen Ming patting someone's head.

In some ways, Chen Ming is the strongest one in the family.

Yuqian Duck sat on the floor mat, her bony insteps pressed against the ground, soles facing upwards, her little toes slightly curled, and a hint of red could be seen.

She braced herself on the floor in front of her with one hand, and reached out with the other to touch the white cat's paw. The proud white cat was unable to react to the child's offense.

Yu Qian tilted her head and asked—

"Boss?"