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

Thinking about Mingming, I vaguely dressed like this. What is this? It looks like a young girl looking forward to a date.

Her aunt blushed, looking at Chen Ming with a mixture of embarrassment and anger, and said—

"it was all your fault!"

"Hey?"

Chen Ming was taken aback, and said—

"It was indeed my fault for forcing you to come with me, but I didn't ask you to wear high heels. You were the one who made the mistake of wearing them, weren't you?"

"It's all because you always threaten me with... those things, and my mind gets all messed up and I don't know what's going on."

My aunt seemed to be throwing a tantrum; her cheeks were slightly puffed out, and her light makeup gave her a mature air, but her tantrum also made her seem a bit childish.

She appears to be a mature woman, but inside she remains as young as a little girl, and this contrast fascinates him.

He smiled and said—

"So you care about me this much."

“…you little rascal.”

The aunt couldn't help but curse, saying that Mingming wasn't cute at all now, and was even a bit cheeky.

Click...

"Wow!"

Her aunt lost her footing and quickly grabbed his arm. Then she looked up and saw his somewhat inexplicable smile. Her face flushed, and she was about to let go.

Chen Ming tugged at her sleeve and said—

"Hold my hand. Didn't you say before that when girls walk with boys, girls always hold onto the boy's arm? Or are you shy about me?"

"..."

Feeling shy towards him is admitting that she cares about him, isn't it? The aunt paused slightly, then glared at him fiercely before hugging his arm again.

However, at this point he said—

"But if we do that, it'll be like a couple."

"They're not lovers, they're aunt and niece!"

The aunt didn't say this aloud because there were many people around, and it would be terrible if she did something outrageous and people found out that she and her niece were related.

Wait a minute, has he tricked me again? He knows that she won't argue with him because of what others think, so she will "helplessly" acquiesce.

At this moment, in other people's eyes, they are a couple.

Her aunt tightened her grip on his arm slightly, lowered her pale eyes, and a strange emotion flickered within them…

Chen Ming stroked his chin and said—

"But then, what should we call her? Wouldn't calling her Chen Mei be too distant? What do you think?"

"……do not know."

She turned her head away, with a hint of arrogance in her expression. He had truly seen many sides of his aunt that he had never seen before, and he liked her more and more.

"Sir, would you like to buy some flowers?"

A street vendor called out to him, probably thinking he would spend money to make his girlfriend happy.

Indeed, he will.

Chen Ming took a fake plum blossom, gently plucked off a flower, approached his aunt, and lightly tucked it into her flaxen hair.

Auntie was already beautiful; any adornments would only enhance her beauty, he said with a smile.

"How about I call you Meimei? Just like you call me Mingming. If you think about it that way, you've been taking advantage of me for quite a while."

"..."

I'm your aunt! Don't be so disrespectful.

Chen Mei complained inwardly, but said nothing. She gently touched the flower in her hair and remained silent for a moment. In fact, she had already figured out his purpose.

It's like a real couple going on a date.

They had no acquaintances here, no one knew about their relationship, and they were secretly doing this somewhat absurd thing behind their families' backs.

"Obviously..."

She gripped his arm and pursed her lips.

Chen Ming patted her on the shoulder and said—

"It's fine."

You didn't do anything wrong; you were threatened by me.

His aunt gave him a deep look, then finally sighed, her gaze hardening as she looked at him with a smile and said—

"Which route are you planning to take? To see the monkeys or to the lookout tower? Hmm?"

She tilted her head slightly.

Chen Ming was slightly taken aback. His aunt seemed to have changed in some way. He looked at her, scratched his head, and said—

"What's so interesting about monkeys? Let's go to the lookout tower."

"Okay, let's go."

My aunt seemed a little more proactive, though I don't know if it was just my imagination.

……

……

A woman dressed in business attire waited anxiously by the roadside, glanced at her watch, and muttered to herself—

"Why haven't they come back yet?"

It wasn't until dusk that a car appeared at the other end of the road, and she breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as the car stopped, she hurried over to meet it.

Watching someone get off the bus, he said—

"You're finally back! Quick, there are some things I need your signature on..."

"Sister Li, at least let me catch my breath."

Qin Hui smiled helplessly. Her secretary was too dedicated, still waiting for her even after get off work hours.

Sister Li rolled her eyes at her.

"Wang!"

"Ok?"

She noticed a small white dog getting out of Qin Hui's car. Did her boss have a dog?

He tilted his head.

Chapter 431 Fleshy Feet, Fragrant and Delightful

His aunt held onto Chen Ming's arm tightly so that he could feel the softness of her body.

She's softer than her older sister, with a graceful and gentle charm. The flesh-colored stockings aren't something the girls in the family wear often; they're not suitable for young and beautiful girls, only mature women can pull them off...

Hmm, Chen Ming suddenly thought that some of the girls in his family were probably much older than his aunt... So it wasn't a matter of age, but rather a kind of temperament.

Appearance and demeanor.

It has nothing to do with personality or temperament.

Auntie's pair of beautiful feet in stockings and high heels are incredibly alluring; it's hard for others to achieve that effect. If Lucifer and the others wore stockings, it would be a completely different feeling.

She noticed Chen Ming's gaze, pursed her lips, gently squeezed his arm, and said—

"You little pervert, I never thought you were this kind of person before."

What was I like before?

Chen Ming smiled.

My aunt lowered her head, gently kicked away a stone, and said—

"She blushes when her aunt hugs her; she's so cute."

"Doesn't that prove that I cared about my aunt before? Just like I do now?"

"Have you always looked at me like this?"

"Um……"

Chen Ming raised his head, shook it gently, and said—

"No, but I've felt it for a long time."

"What do you think?"

"...I think you're beautiful, I've always thought so."

Chen Ming blushed and couldn't help but cover his face. He had been interested in his aunt's beauty since he was a child, and had even had fantasies about it, but in the end, he still respected her.

Auntie's eyes widened slightly as she listened to his words, then she lowered her head, placing her hand on her heart, feeling somewhat agitated by his words.

She forcefully suppressed the strange feeling and raised her head to say—

"I was younger before, so I didn't blame you. But now I'm an old woman in my forties. You wouldn't really still like that, would you? No way, no way?"

His aunt was just rambling on, trying to ease the awkwardness and get back on track, but to him, her words sounded like a provocation.

He narrowed his eyes and said—

"What do you mean?"

"Um, I mean..."

Seeing his gaze, the aunt involuntarily shrank back. "Huh? Did I say something wrong? But wasn't everything I said the truth? She's already approaching old age."

It's really a bit embarrassing to have my heart fluttering over a guy in his early twenties.

Chen Ming pursed his lips and said—