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

She smiled, yet exuded pressure, and looking at Chen Ming, who was sweating profusely, she said—

"Isn't Mom's concern good? Mingming..."

"well……"

How could I dare utter a single word of dissent?

Mom nodded in satisfaction, her expression brightening, and said—

"I knew Mingming wouldn't forget his mother after getting a wife. How can a wife compare to a mother? Right?"

"Yes, yes, they're not even comparable..."

Chen Ming nodded frantically, feeling that if he didn't agree with his mother here, it might trigger a war between his mother and daughter-in-law... His wife was very obedient, so there probably wouldn't be a war, and she would just be bullied by his mother.

His mother stared intently at him, smiling as she said—

"Just kidding, I know Mingming loves her mom the most."

"..."

Actually, Chen Ming felt that his father was easier to get along with... but he shouldn't say such things now, otherwise it would never end.

It was Dad who came to his rescue, saying to Mom—

"Alright, alright, you're such a grown man, why are you still jealous of your daughter-in-law? Take your hand back, let's go."

He then looked at Chen Ming, thought for a moment, and gave him a word of advice—

"Your aunt doesn't know how long she'll stay here. If you're not too busy, try to spend more time with her. She's getting on in years and doesn't have anyone to keep her company. It's really worrying..."

Dad scratched his head. His adopted sister had truly caused the family a lot of worry since she was little.

Upon hearing his father's words, Chen Ming's expression became somewhat subtle. He gave a slightly embarrassed smile, scratched his head, and said—

"Don't worry, Dad. I will take good care of Auntie, I promise you."

I will take care of her for the rest of my life.

The father tilted his head, feeling that his son was acting a little strange, but he didn't think much of it. He said—

"Please bear with her temper. I'm leaving now."

Without further ado, the car slowly drove forward.

As Chen Ming watched them leave, he really wanted to confess about his affair with his aunt. What kind of nonsense was this, sneaking around like this… Could it be that his aunt had some kind of unusual fetish? Did she enjoy having secret trysts with him or something?

Or is it because you feel too inferior and think you're not good enough for others?

Or perhaps it's simply because they're embarrassed.

It's probably a combination of both; in short, the time isn't right yet. Let's play this sneaky game with her for now. Anyway… if he doesn't want to play anymore, he can just flip the table and force her into a corner, right?

He smiled, took out his phone, opened the photo album, and they embraced and kissed... The first kiss of a beautiful woman in her forties had an incredible sweetness.

"I'll head back first."

Chen Ming turned around and went back to the stairwell, then walked upstairs to his home...

"Master, master, master!"

Cerberus eagerly rushed into his arms, then hurriedly began licking his face, her breath seeming to exhale white mist—a very nymphomaniacal feeling.

Perhaps it was the forbidden reaction caused by not being hugged by its owner for a long time; for Cerberus, its owner's affection had become an addiction.

"Oh, my lovely Cerberus... how was the chives today?"

"The dumplings are delicious!"

Chen Ming smiled helplessly. He didn't mind the dog's breath; it wasn't particularly unpleasant. After all, he was used to it. If he showed even a hint of disgust, she would immediately look like a pitiful abandoned puppy.

That would take ages to coax them.

Okay, actually, dogs are easy to fool. If you upset her, you can easily coax her back with just a few words. But once you've coaxed her back, she becomes even more clingy, which is quite troublesome.

Hugging his humanoid dog, who eats so greedily every day, he seems to have gained quite a bit of weight, but the weight has grown in the right places. His chest and buttocks have become softer, but the rest of his body is still firm, with beautiful proportions.

These days, you really need to be strong to raise a dog. Chen Ming smiled as he moved the "fat" dog onto the sofa.

"Meow……"

Liuli, who was sitting elegantly cross-legged on the sofa, opened her blue eyes and looked at the silly dog ​​and its owner with some disdain.

Seeing that they were about to sit down, it got up and gently jumped onto the table, elegantly licking its paws.

As Chen Ming stroked Cerberus's white hair, which was resting on his lap, he looked at Liuli and thought of the white cat in his previous dream...

It should be the same one, right?

He waved to Liuli and said—

"Come here, kitty."

"..."

However, Ruri looked at him as if he were an idiot, completely unmoved.

But it doesn't matter!

Chen Ming took a fluffy cat bed out of his card deck... oh no, from his spatial bag and placed it next to the sofa, confident that she would take the bait.

As expected, Ruri showed a disdainful expression, got up to leave, and thought to herself, "The same trick won't work on a Saint twice..."

However, she wasn't a Saint Seiya, so she huddled into her little cat bed.

By the time she came to her senses, it was too late.

Chen Ming chuckled and reached out to grab the back of her neck, saying—

"Tsundere Cat, I have something I want to ask you."

"No comment."

Liuli was slightly annoyed, crossing her two forelimbs in front of her, like a human crossing their arms.

Chen Ming blinked and said—

"why?"

"For no reason, you idiot."

Liuli is probably not good at swearing; the word "idiot" doesn't really hurt adults. She'll probably only be the MVP in elementary school all the time.

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"Where am I stupid? I am your master."

"Can't you see the word 'idiot' written all over your head?"

"Really? That's impossible."

"...Yes, you can see for yourself."

Liuli narrowed her eyes, a glint of light flashing beneath her sapphire-like pupils.

Chen Ming looked up...

To their astonishment, a line of large, glittering golden characters actually appeared above his head—"Stupid Master."

"..."

What is this thing?

Chapter 452 It's embarrassing, I can only show it to you.

What is this?

Chen Ming reached out and touched it.

Ding ding...

It actually made a sound, and there was a strange tactile sensation. It also made him feel vaguely that something was wrong. Why did it feel so much like a title in a game?

Before he could figure it out, another halo appeared above his head, seemingly equally shocked by this title-like thing...

God knows why an aperture can evoke such a feeling of "shock".

Anyway, it seemed that the small aperture had become very angry again, and the light was flickering, as if you could see it radiating anger and shining its own light to crash into that title.

dang dang...

The sound was quite loud, but no one seemed to notice. Only Raphael turned around, as if he sensed something, and looked at the top of his master's head with a puzzled expression.

"Owner?"

"Ok?"

Chen Ming blinked, looking at her confused expression, and pointed to the "title" that was vying for position with the small aperture, saying—

"Honey, can't you see this?"

"What? Ah... I saw it."

Just as Chen Ming wanted her to see it, Raphael suddenly saw the strange thing, and her own aura was trying to drive it away.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he seemed to be panting a bit... It's strange that Chen Ming could actually see the mood of a halo. Could it be that after spending so much time together, everything seems so beautiful to him?

He shook his head.

The small halo seemed to wave at him, and when it realized he was ignoring it, it ran to its master Raphael and fluttered up and down in front of her, as if it were crying out.

It's like a laid-off worker complaining to the labor union about their boss.

Raphael gave a wry smile, reached out and touched it, and said—

"Alright, alright, Master didn't say he didn't want you."

Was this what your aperture used to look like? Why has it become so strange, a bit more lively than before? Raphael tilted his head.

Chen Ming stroked his chin. A halo was actually jealous? In the future, if he raises a cat, a dog, and a daughter, will he also have to raise a halo to take care of its emotions?

He looked at the glass in his hand, noticing the smug smile on her face, and couldn't resist teasing her. He scratched her chin with his finger and said—

"Tell me, what is this?"

"Meow~ I won't tell you."