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

This guy can be a real nuisance sometimes.

The girl with twin ponytails, wearing slippers, approached him, looked up, reached out her hand, and said—

"What about mine?"

"Landlady..."

Looking at the adorable twin-tailed loli in front of him, Chen Ming thought, "Shouldn't I pick her up and comfort my wounded heart?" He scooped her up, nuzzled her face, and said—

"The landlady is still the best..."

"...I always feel like I'm your little girl backup plan when you're like this."

I wanted to play with Yuqian, but she was busy talking to her mother, so I had no choice but to say hello to the landlady.

The landlady crossed her arms and looked at him.

Chen Ming blinked and said—

"How could that be? I like the landlady the most."

"Um, that's all I'm saying, but don't come any closer."

The landlady gave his face, which was nudging her with a touch of haughtiness, but she didn't actually use much force. She kicked her little feet lightly, indicating that she was in a good mood.

But then he suddenly sighed and said—

"The holiday is almost over."

"Yes, this holiday always feels so long."

Chen Ming scratched his head; too many things had happened.

The landlady reached out her small hand and touched his face, saying—

"I think it's too short."

Chapter 437 My Sister is So Good

After toying with the landlady for a bit, Chen Ming released her, replenishing his loli energy. He had also previously replenished his mature woman energy, and now Chen Ming felt invincible.

He's going to flirt with his sister's wife now.

She's on holiday but spends all day staring at the computer, not knowing what to do. Today she's been holed up in her room working again. I need to drag her out and give her a good talking to.

Chen Ming sneaked into his sister's room.

My sister's room is always very simple, without much decoration, and always spotless. But to be fair, Chen Ming's room is always spotless too.

Okay, that's because his family helped him clean up his "doghouse".

Before, my mom or older sister would help me tidy up at home. My sister started tidying up my room when she was in elementary school; she's a little housekeeper.

If it were Chen Ming alone, he definitely wouldn't bother to organize it.

Now that he's grown up, with so many wives loving him and an overly diligent maid, he no longer needs to lift a finger.

It feels like it's only a matter of time before I'm spoiled by everyone.

Wives being too diligent is also a problem.

Except for Dongyi.

He quietly went into his sister's room and saw her intently looking at the computer at her desk, clicking something with the mouse.

Her flaxen hair flowed down her slender back, and she wore a white sleeveless shirt that revealed her smooth neck and arms, with a hint of flesh showing through, creating a hazy, dreamlike effect.

She wore black stockings that wrapped and protected her soft legs and feet, outlining their beautiful curves.

That intellectual and rational demeanor...

He felt a mixture of affection and a touch of lewdness, wanting his rational sister to blush at his mere sight, wanting to see her roll her eyes...

The image of a wise researcher losing his mind for him is both wicked and somewhat intriguing.

He suppressed the flutter in his heart and slowly came up behind her. Then, he put one arm around her slender waist, which was soft and supple, and his other hand involuntarily went to her silky black stockings and slowly caressed them.

The older sister was startled by his sudden attack, but she quickly calmed down. She didn't even need to turn around; the familiar warmth was enough for her to know who it was.

Her pale eyes lowered to the hand that was caressing her thigh, and she said—

"what happened?"

"Can't I touch my wife?"

"Nothing is impossible."

My sister laughed, but felt a little ticklish on her neck from his breath, and said—

What are you smelling?

"I smell your scent."

He nuzzled against his sister again, greedily inhaling her delicate skin, watching her ears involuntarily turn red, like ripe fruit.

Actually, there was one more thing Chen Ming didn't mention: he was comparing his sister's and aunt's flavors. The two were very similar, and their flavors were the same, except that his aunt's flavor was more mature and had a richer, more intense quality.

Of course, this is just a comparison; my aunt herself is also fragrant and doesn't have much of a smell.

He hesitated slightly. He really wanted to be honest and tell his sister about his relationship with his aunt, but his aunt strongly objected...

It's not that I can't understand my aunt's feelings, but something just feels very wrong.

For now, we can only do it secretly, and we'll confess later when my aunt gives permission.

or……

It's quite possible that he might accidentally reveal it and his sister would find out.

Someone as intelligent as her sister would never keep it a secret from her forever. That's why Chen Ming thought it was best to confess. If she were caught, the situation would be even worse, and her family would be even angrier.

"A deadly sight."

His sister gently patted his hand and smiled shyly. Even a rational researcher can't maintain his aloofness in front of his lover.

Chen Ming was already somewhat addicted to the smell, and was a little tipsy. He lifted his sister's smooth arm, looked at her delicate and warm armpit, and gently touched her private area after removing his hand from her black stockings.

"Oh dear!"

The older sister's body twitched slightly as she complained—

"Are you still a child? Tickling people's armpits."

"Sister's skin is all pink and tender."

"That's where you sweat the most, you...you shouldn't smell it..."

The older sister blushed, but couldn't stop him from exploring. She watched as he gently sniffed the air, like a dog.

She said helplessly—

"Are you no longer acting like a human being?"

I've switched to being a dog.

Chen Ming ignored his sister's complaints and said—

"Sister, this place is so clean and smells so nice."

"……abnormal."

The older sister pursed her lips, still feeling a bit too ashamed. Why did he always like such strange and somewhat dirty places?

For example, the feet, the armpits, and...

Chen Ming blinked, and said defiantly—

"What's so perverted about smelling your own wife?"

"No ordinary person would smell their wife like that, and you... you like it so much, wow!"

His sister let out a soft shriek as he tickled her again. This scoundrel… his methods of bullying are like a child's, yet undeniably effective.

Chen Ming was already captivated; nothing he said now would make a difference. Seeing his sister in that sleeveless shirt, revealing her delicate underarms, was simply irresistible.

I want to try it...

It looks very clean and smells wonderful, so it must taste very sweet, right?

His sister noticed his gaze gradually becoming strange and quickly tried to distract him, asking—

"Didn't you have something to do?"

"Um, what's up?"

"Huh? Weren't you going to ask me about that dream?"

"what……"

Chen Ming looked like he had just realized something. Oh right, there's still the matter of the dream that hasn't been resolved.

He blinked, his eyes innocent, and said—

"Actually, I just wanted to come and play with my sister."

"..."

Why would someone say such wicked things with such an innocent expression? There's definitely something wrong with my younger brother, isn't there?

She sighed deeply.

Chen Ming, with a grin, decided to stop for now, otherwise scaring his sister away would be a loss. He would first satisfy his craving with the black-stockinged legs.

He put his hand back on his sister's thigh.

The older sister, slightly exasperated, said—

"You said you were also in that strange dream before?"

"Yes, but I couldn't find you."

Chen Ming nodded and said—

"I went inside the tree and saw a cute little girl."

"...How come you always run into young girls everywhere you go?"