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

She touched her forehead, not quite understanding.

Chen Ming felt that was enough. If he were to be completely cured all at once, his aunt might become suspicious. So he let go of his aunt's foot, stood up, looked at her, and said—

"Auntie, just rest on my bed. I'll let Dongyi stay in another room."

Now Dongyi has moved to her sister's room, so there's no need to nag. Speaking of which, it's infuriating; that Dongyi completely ignores her husband's troubles and sold him off without even a word.

"Um……"

Auntie answered softly again, as if she hadn't spoken much since.

Chen Ming was used to her loud and boisterous personality and usually wanted her to be quiet, but now that his aunt had actually quieted down, he felt uneasy all over...

Humans are indeed somewhat perverse.

He blinked and looked at his aunt sitting on the bed with her head down. He could only see her flaxen hair, which was as soft and beautiful as his sister's, cascading down her shoulders.

Both mother and daughter are so beautiful.

He reached out as if possessed and gently touched his aunt's hair.

Her aunt trembled slightly, and finally slowly raised her head, looking at her with her pale eyes.

Chen Ming asked with concern—

"Auntie... what's wrong?"

You're being unusually quiet.

This unusual behavior made Chen Ming somewhat worried.

Her aunt's eyes were crystal clear, reflecting his image. She stared straight at him, then suddenly laughed and said—

"Pfft, Mingming is indeed the easiest to fool. She'll willingly smell my stinky feet after just a little pretense."

"???"

Several question marks popped into Chen Ming's head. Was his aunt's strange behavior just an act? Was she just playing a trick on him again?

Aunt wiggled her toes and said with a smile—

"Look, I'm perfectly fine."

"..."

Seeing that she was about to go on a wild rampage again, Chen Ming felt a chill run down his spine. He considered pulling his hand away and leaving, saying—

"Now that Auntie is alright, let's rest first. I'll go first... um!"

Chen Ming was speaking when his aunt leaned forward, grabbed his neck, and used all her strength to knock him down.

Seeing that he was about to fall on top of his aunt, Chen Ming quickly turned to the side and fell down next to her. His aunt held him tightly to her chest.

He said in a panic—

"Auntie? What's wrong...?"

Surrounded by softness, Chen Ming dared not make any big movements, even his breathing became cautious, for fear that his breath would be too offensive.

My body is stiff.

"Hey hey hey..."

Auntie didn't care how embarrassed Chen Ming was. She hugged his head, wrapped her legs around his waist, and held him firmly, laughing as she said—

"Mingming, come too, come and keep your aunt company while she takes a nap, just like before."

"Don't move around, your foot isn't healed yet..."

Chen Ming's cheeks flushed red, and he struggled slightly...

"Ouch...it hurts..."

His aunt deliberately told him to hear it—

"You clearly hurt me."

"...Then let me go!"

"Does she have to go to such lengths? She's risking her injured foot, and she's just trying to tease him." Chen Ming immediately froze, afraid of really hurting his aunt.

Soft legs clad in smooth flesh-colored stockings rubbed against his waist, stirring a pang in his heart and causing a bitter expression to appear on his face.

Auntie chuckled and said—

"How could you bear to leave your aunt here all alone and miserable?"

"I……"

Chen Ming's mind was a bit muddled, and he couldn't organize his thoughts to refute her. He stammered, not knowing what to say, and after a long while, he finally managed to say—

"Men and women should not touch each other..."

He knew things were going to go wrong the moment he said those words.

As expected, her aunt paused for a moment, then burst into laughter—

"Hahaha, does Mingming have some strange thoughts about Auntie? Ah, no wonder she kept reminding Auntie to keep her promise, so that's why..."

"I'm not, I'm not..."

Chen Ming inwardly groaned; as expected, she had found something to say about him, and he was no match for his aunt.

However, there are also problems with this answer.

Auntie immediately continued—

"That settles it then. Since there's no other option, what's wrong with sleeping with Auntie? Right?"

"..."

Chen Ming pursed his lips, his face slightly flushed. He felt like he had been driven to a dead end by his aunt's few words. If he said he minded, it would mean he had feelings for his aunt; if he said he didn't mind, he would be doing his aunt's bidding and would have no choice but to sleep with her.

She truly lives up to her reputation as an old witch; her methods are extremely despicable.

Chen Ming felt wronged.

Helpless tunnel—

"My aunt always bullies me..."

"Hehehe, if I didn't bully you, would you obediently stay with your aunt? You heartless little thing, you just want to abandon your aunt to be with your young and beautiful wives."

"What do you mean? I was just concerned about Auntie."

"Then let's see it through to the end. Auntie must be lonely sleeping alone."

"..."

Fine, you've said everything you could want, do I even have a choice? Chen Ming muttered to himself, but he stopped talking and gave up the struggle.

The aunt smiled and spread her legs apart, wanting to hug him tightly.

Chen Ming quickly turned around, presenting his back to her.

Hugging face-to-face is going too far.

Aunt laughed and scolded—

"I've never seen you so shy when you were little."

Chen Ming didn't dare to talk back, afraid that his aunt would find something to say about him again, so he simply sulked and acted like a turtle.

His aunt looked at his back and smiled slightly.

I glanced at my ankle; the flesh-colored stockings had gotten a little wrinkled from all the commotion.

She gently placed her hand on his back, leaning her head against it; his broad back gave her a sense of security. There was one thing her aunt hadn't lied to Chen Ming about, and that was…

Falling asleep alone is really lonely.

His aunt pressed herself against him and slowly closed her eyes...

Chapter 361 My Mother and Husband Are Strange

Chen Ming was extremely unwilling, feeling that he had been bullied, and he was very angry and humiliated. He was held by his aunt with a pout.

But I was so helpless. Feeling my aunt's soft body and familiar warmth, it was like remembering the feeling from my childhood.

When he was little, his aunt was like that. She liked to take a nap with him, grab him and pull him into the quilt, especially when the weather was cold. She didn't want to let him go at all.

My aunt hasn't changed at all; she still has that same warmth and gentleness...

Chen Ming was enveloped in gentleness. Although he was very unwilling to be forcibly dragged to bed by his aunt, he still felt comfortable and his eyelids slowly began to droop.

Gradually, his consciousness began to fade...

He could only feel his aunt's soft body, and he seemed to hear a voice whispering in his ear, tickling it—

"Mingming, thank you..."

It reached the depths of his heart with mixed feelings.

……

……

My parents went back to their room for a nap, and my sister took out her laptop from the living room, put it on the table, and started working on her tasks.

She pulled up her files to see if any more materials had been uploaded from Western Europe.

The more I studied it, the stranger the feeling became. It seemed that the previously deciphered sentences were somewhat ambiguous. On the surface, they seemed to mean that, but intuitively, something just didn't feel right.

Ancient scripts are such a pain...

I really wish I could grab someone from back then and have them translate for her. The older sister sighed, took a sip of the tea Ah Fu had poured for her…

Ok?

She slightly raised her eyelids and looked at the gray-haired, gray-eyed maid who was cleaning the table in an outfit that was half ancient and half Western, matching her brother's sexual fetish.

It's actually quite clean.

The older sister hesitated for a moment, then smiled and asked A-Fu—

"By the way, A-Fu, how old are you approximately?"