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

A long time passed again...

Click.

The door to Yuqian's room was opened gently, and Chen Ming entered, smiling slightly as he quietly walked in.

As a father, of course I need to know what my daughter wants, so I used this excuse. But she's already in middle school, and she still believes in Santa Claus and stuff; Yuqian is really cute.

Let me see what my sweet daughter's wish is~

He would absolutely do anything she could to fulfill her wishes; he doted on Yuqian immensely.

"let me see……"

Chen Ming, clutching the sock, reached inside and pulled out the note. In the dim light, he could barely make out its contents—

"Hello Santa Claus, I'm a good, obedient child. I always listen to my dad, and I hope my wish can come true... to be my dad's bride..."

Chen Ming was taken aback.

Looking at the sleeping Yuqian, the corner of his mouth twitched.

My dear daughter... can be a bit of a headache sometimes...

Chapter 370 Daughter Pays for Mother's Debt

Metal skewers are better for grilling. Although bamboo skewers are more traditional, they are not convenient in many ways. For example, they may not be able to support heavy items, or they may break during grilling.

Iron skewers don't have this problem.

I don't think anyone will argue that bamboo skewers have no soul... Even if they do, it doesn't matter, Chen Ming eats meat, not soul.

Chen Ming watched the woman across from him grilling a large portion of meat, glanced at it, and asked—

Is this roast chicken?

"No, this is a pigeon, a roasted pigeon."

"..."

Chen Ming trembled inexplicably... He had written some novels before... No, but he had never been a pigeon, so he wouldn't coo or anything like that.

Roast them, roast them generously, roast all the pigeons and eat them.

My aunt looked on from afar, her mouth watering. Everyone else was gathered around the barbecue, but she was alone at another table, watching. She said—

"Xiaoxiao, bake one for Mom. It looks delicious."

"..."

Her older sister turned to look at her, frowned slightly, and said—

"Come and grill whatever you want to eat."

"Sigh... but I'm lazy..."

"Even Dong Yi came over by himself."

The older sister gently shook her head, truly at a loss with this guy. She glanced at her husband again and noticed he was also quite concerned about her aunt... Could something really have happened? The older sister narrowed her eyes.

It's perfectly normal for a mother-in-law to have a lover...

Something felt off.

Dong Yi was grilling her own food when she was suddenly attacked again. Her delicate face showed slight dissatisfaction. What did they mean by even her coming over by herself...?

That's making it sound like she's lazy; that's really going too far.

However, the good-for-nothing has always been one to swallow his anger without daring to speak out, and this time he once again endured it silently.

Chen Ming and his aunt exchanged a glance.

His aunt quickly looked away, pretending to eat snacks, avoiding his gaze. Chen Ming then understood the crux of the matter: as long as he was there, his aunt probably wouldn't come over.

Really are……

You were the one who insisted on teasing others, and now you're the one who's embarrassed and running away. How can you be so willful? You don't act like an elder at all.

Chen Ming smiled, rested his cheek on his hand, and looked at his sister.

You can run away from yourself, but can you run away from your daughter? Your daughter is in my hands, where can you run to? Hmph, let me bully your daughter to vent my anger first.

Chen Ming said to his sister—

"Sis, grill it for me."

Okay, what do you want to eat?

The older sister looked at her younger brother and smiled indulgently. She had hardly ever refused him since they were little. In fact, even if he wanted something... she could have agreed a long time ago.

Her younger brother was more important to her than herself.

The aunt felt a little jealous, but then hesitated... Was she jealous that her daughter cared more about Mingming than her, or was she jealous that her daughter and Mingming were closer?

Perhaps it's both...

Aunt bit her lower lip.

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"I want grilled chili peppers that aren't spicy, grilled corn that isn't sweet, meat that isn't greasy, and a skewer of golden cartilage..."

"..."

The older sister froze, speechless as she looked at her younger brother with her pale eyes. This was blatant bullying, and with that "golden bone" nonsense... were you trying to take advantage of Zhen Guanxi?

She thought her brother was probably teasing her, so she smiled and said—

"No, I can't do that. I'll grill you some chicken wings, and some pork kidneys..."

You are what you eat, so Chen Ming really should take good care of himself these days... Actually, it doesn't seem necessary. With Raphael's halo above his head, eight times a night might not be a problem.

So how come my angel wife's racial traits are so lewd... and she's so alluring, she's practically draining you dry.

Squeeze dry, heal, squeeze dry, heal...

Chen Ming imagined it for a moment, then couldn't help but tremble. He stole a glance at Raphael, feeling that his angelic wife could send him to heaven or hell at any time if she wanted to...

Fortunately, their intimacy was more stimulating to Raphael, and he should pass out eventually. In some ways, he's even worse than Dong Yi.

Chen Ming looked at his sister again, deliberately putting on a stern face and saying—

"No, I want those! If you don't give them to me, I'm going to throw a tantrum!"

He made a slapping motion at her, and the older sister understood that he meant he was going to spank her...

"..."

The older sister's cheeks flushed slightly. Was she really going to bully him? Zhen Guanxi was beaten because he was a bully, but Chen Xiao was bullied purely because of her younger brother's perverse sense of humor.

Seeing that her sister seemed a little lost, the landlady couldn't help but shake her head. These women spoiled him too much; now he completely took pleasure in bullying people. This was unacceptable.

She looked at Chen Ming and said—

"Didn't you want to go fishing? It's almost dark, why aren't you going?"

"Hmm? The landlady is also interested in fishing? Oh, wait a minute..."

Chen Ming blinked.

The landlady got off the stool, took his hand, and led him away, turning back to wink at everyone. "You all can enjoy your barbecue; I've taken this troublemaker with me."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Dong Yi said—

"She's jealous."

"Kids are naturally jealous."

The older sister smiled gently, and everyone showed expressions of understanding.

When Auntie saw Chen Ming leave, she breathed a sigh of relief, walked over from the other table, sat down next to her sister, hugged her arm, and leaned gently against her.

The older sister glanced at her aunt, who was acting coquettishly, and asked—

"You're acting a little strange today."

"Um……"

The aunt responded, and the older sister didn't pursue the matter further.

Watching the sparks fly and the meat sizzle, releasing a wonderful aroma, Auntie said—

"Does Xiaoxiao like barbecue?"

"Hmm? I like it."

"I like... eggplant too!"

"like."

"I like...corn too?"

"like."

"I like her too... What about Mingming?"

"You like it... huh?"

The older sister answered casually, but something felt off, so she stared intently at her birth mother.

Is she going to say "I like it too" next?

But my aunt just kept her head down and didn't say anything, as if she had been distracted by something else and didn't continue the topic.

My sister found it increasingly strange.

If my aunt had simply said, "I like Mingming too," it would have been perfectly normal; she'd said things like that quite often before. The fact that she's stopped there now feels rather strange.

Could she have a fever?

Xiaoxiao gently bent down, felt her body temperature with her forehead, and asked with concern—

"What's wrong with you? Can you tell me what's wrong...?"

"Xiaoxiao..."