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

What kind of vegetables do you like to eat?

The landlady then took out a large green bell pepper and said—

"Roasted peppers?"

"Roasted peppers are delicious. If you roast them for a long time, they won't be spicy at all. They'll be very sweet and fragrant. I used to always order them when I had barbecue."

"……real?"

The little girl tilted her head, feeling that this bastard was lying to her, trying to trick her into eating spicy food, watching her face turn red from the spiciness and tears streaming down her face, and then bursting into laughter next to her.

He really is capable of doing it.

Seeing that the landlady wasn't fooled, Chen Ming smiled and said—

"Of course it's true, I order it every time."

It's just that none of his classmates dared to eat it, so he was the only one eating it. Everyone else looked at him like he was a monster, which puzzled Chen Ming.

The landlady wasn't fooled, but the idiot Dongyi turned around and said—

"Really not spicy?"

Chen Ming glanced at her and said, "Okay, you're confirmed as the victim tonight. Who told you to be so gullible?"

Dongyi, unaware of the unforeseen disaster that awaited him, was looking forward to tonight's barbecue, staring at the two large boxes—one filled with vegetables, the other with meat. The meat box also had ice packs to prevent it from spoiling.

"Sister-in-law, let me peel chestnuts for you, come on, sister-in-law, ah..."

"...What's wrong with you now?"

The mother raised her eyebrows. Why was her sister-in-law acting so strangely after waking up from her afternoon nap? Instead of bothering her favorite nephew, she was coming over to bother her.

And she often finds herself glancing at Mingming without realizing it, then feels a little guilty afterward...

Chapter 365 My Busty Angel Wife Wants to Possess Him

The mother glanced at her son who was preparing ingredients. Had he quarreled with his aunt? But that didn't seem right.

Despite her son's tall and strong appearance, he is generally not aggressive. At most, he has a slightly wicked sense of humor and likes to tease girls.

But with Auntie's level of skill, it would be strange if Chen Ming could bully her; Chen Ming would be the one being bullied.

Maybe he finally couldn't take it anymore and got angry? It doesn't seem like that; he was still playing with Xiaoying. And to be honest, he's really good to his aunt, you could even say he spoils her.

No matter what her aunt did, she would never resist, letting her aunt mold her into whatever she wanted, never showing any temper, and always yielding to others.

No wonder his aunt likes him so much; the two of them together are very "harmonious and loving," and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that one is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit.

Although Chen Ming's behavior didn't seem to reflect that.

The mother kept eating from her sister-in-law while she was thinking. She was even picked up and placed on her sister-in-law's lap, her feet barely touching the ground.

strange.

She turned and glared at her aunt, then said—

"What have you done now?"

"Huh? No, it's nothing..."

The aunt clearly felt guilty, looking at her sister-in-law, Chen Ming's mother... as if she had done something wrong to someone's son and was being questioned by the mother, she lacked confidence.

Mom squinted. Although Xiaomei used to like hugging her and saying things like "Sister-in-law is so cute" and other silly things.

But this kind of fawning behavior now seems a bit like pandering, like a child trying to please their parents the first thing they do after doing something wrong.

The aunt, unaware that her sister-in-law was growing impatient, continued trying to feed her...

The mother looked at Chen Ming over there and said—

"Mingming, come here for a second."

"Oh, I see... What's wrong?"

As Chen Ming spoke, he walked over, his eyes involuntarily glancing at his aunt a few times before meeting her pale eyes.

The aunt looked away as if she had been electrocuted, and then hurriedly put her sister-in-law down and sat down next to her, as if she was avoiding Chen Ming.

She sat down somewhat awkwardly next to her brother. The two siblings exchanged a glance, and before their father could ask anything, their aunt smiled ingratiatingly and said—

"Brother, would you like some tea? I'll pour you some..."

"Um... thank you..."

Dad looked at his suddenly "well-behaved" sister and felt a little uneasy. Had this girl taken the wrong medicine today? Not only was she not causing chaos at home, but she was even pouring him tea?

This is truly unprecedented.

Is my little sister finally going to become more mature? The father felt a surge of relief, but it was clearly a dream.

My aunt was just feeling guilty and ashamed... She had strange thoughts about someone else's son...

Sure enough, there is a problem.

The mother thought to herself silently.

She looked up at her tall, burly son and said with a smile—

"Son, Raphael is acting strangely today. What's wrong?"

"!!!"

Chen Ming's heart skipped a beat as he looked at his mother. Could it be that his mother had found out?

Seeing his reaction, his mother couldn't help but smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said—

“How can you just leave them like this after the fact? Put your work aside and go spend some time with them. Go quickly.”

"oh oh……"

Chen Ming walked away, her face flushed. How did her mother know? Did she see Raphael walking strangely?

I've heard that a girl's walking posture is a little different after her first time. Is it because of the pain that she walks unsteadily?

But Raphael is different; she heals herself quickly, or rather, it has no effect on her.

It’s weird.

Chen Ming went to the balcony. Raphael was bathed in the slanting sunlight of dusk, the golden glow reflecting off her golden hair, making her look holy and graceful.

Sensing his approach, her purple eyes turned to look at him, a naturally beautiful smile appearing on her face, and she said—

"Owner……"

"..."

Chen Ming was displeased as soon as he opened his mouth. He looked at his angelic wife's voluptuous figure and reached out to pinch her waist.

"Hmm! Master?"

Raphael looked at him with some confusion, feeling a little pain from the pinch.

He withdrew his hand and said—

"You called me 'master' again! I told you to call me 'husband'!"

"Ah, but..."

"Besides, if you call me 'master,' what if my parents inside hear me and give me a good beating?"

"Hmm...I understand...then..."

Raphael fidgeted, her hands resting on her hips, head bowed, the twilight painting her cheeks with a rosy hue. Her sacred wings folded slightly as she spoke—

"husband."

"That's more like it."

Chen Ming held her soft, boneless hand, looking at her legs and feet clad in white stockings and slippers.

Black stockings tend to make you look slimmer, while white stockings are the opposite, highlighting the fullness and fleshiness of your legs and feet, making them perfect for eating ice cream.

He stared at her legs, mesmerized. They were so full, with such perfect proportions. Only a creature like an angel could have such curves.

Raphael was a little shy. When Raphael was stared at, his thighs rubbed together involuntarily, revealing a hint of soft flesh. He felt incredibly happy to be held between such soft muscles.

Chen Ming was fortunate enough to experience it; it was an intoxicating and soul-stirring experience.

He gently hugged her from behind, feeling the softness in his arms, and felt that Afu must at least get along well with Raphael, otherwise she wouldn't have enough breast milk to raise the child.

He couldn't help but smile.

Of course I'm joking. If all else fails, you can feed her formula.

But angel's milk...

Is it considered holy water?

It sounds incredibly powerful, like drinking one sip could lead to Foundation Establishment or Bone Cleansing...

Raphael, held in her husband's arms, looked incredibly happy. Being with her master... and her husband was truly the best; she wished she could stay like this forever...

Always with him...

Raphael's purple eyes flashed with a dark purple light again, and his expression became somewhat difficult to suppress.

"Honey...do you like being with me?"

"Hmm? Of course."

Chen Ming's answer was perfectly reasonable. Before Raphael woke up, he had made such a wish: to keep her by his side and not let her leave.

Perhaps he really is a very possessive person. Once a girl who has spent some time with him develops feelings for him, she finds it hard to let go.

I don't want to argue anymore; I'll just accept that he's a scumbag.

He felt he was willing to do anything as long as he could hold the girl beside him.

Raphael sensed his sincerity, slowly closed his eyes, smiled, and said—

"I also love being with my husband the most..."

Nothing else matters, all I really want is to be together forever...

Every minute and every second must be occupied...