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

She said, somewhat moved—

"Mr. Chen Ming must be an angel, right?"

"Forehead……"

What kind of evaluation is this?

Chen Ming was somewhat amused and exasperated, and said—

"I'm just an ordinary human being."

I do have an angel wife, and she's incredibly big and fair... Speaking of which, her plump thighs are perfect for pairing with white silk ice cream.

Chen Ming was lost in thought.

Chapter 490 It's so painful, yet so blissful...

Chen Ming took out the stove and started cooking. Miss Urd watched from the side, smelling the delicious aroma, and occasionally giggled.

She had a charmingly naive appearance, but he'd heard she was the eldest sister at home, taking care of her two younger sisters. So, she was a bit of a simpleton? Chen Ming was a little worried. He felt that if he could fool someone like her, he couldn't possibly fool a bad person…

To clarify, he is not a bad person.

Chen Ming shamelessly nodded.

"All right."

He quickly prepared a serving and handed it to Miss Urd, whose eyes were sparkling. Seeing her happy expression, Chen Ming was also pleased.

It's rare to find someone who likes his cakes.

It's usually only the girls in his family who like it, and his favorability towards it increases instantly whenever someone praises it. If he knew that the dark-skinned girl also liked it, he would definitely be very happy.

He himself is someone who easily develops feelings for others and is somewhat of a womanizer; otherwise, he wouldn't have so many wives at home.

He said his wives were easy targets for him, but he himself was the one who gave in the most. He was swayed by both soft and hard tactics when it came to pretty girls, and had no morals whatsoever.

He made a pancake for Miss Urd, and then continued cooking. It wasn't good to eat pancakes all day, so he made a meal for Miss Urd and the golden-eyed girl to try.

Miss Urd ate what she was eating while staring at what was in the pot, her mouth watering and her fair throat constantly swallowing, but she seemed too embarrassed to speak.

She lowered her head, her bare feet stepping on the soft grass. Watching her cute toes twitch, she felt a little shameless. People had kindly given her something to eat, and she wasn't satisfied.

Ould, Ould, how could you be so greedy...

She felt guilty, forced herself to look away, then turned around and slowly moved back to where she had been sitting, by the lake where the rattan shoes were.

"Ok?"

Chen Ming watched her walk back with some confusion, tilting his head slightly. He inexplicably felt that she looked a little silly, hunching her neck and burying her head in her biscuit, making crunching sounds like a little squirrel.

He cooked the vegetables and put them on the table, then looked at the rice cooker... Uh, this one is powered by energy, it should be called an energy rice cooker?

Doesn't that seem a little strange?

Chen Ming scratched his head, looking at Urde's slender back. Her white dress revealed her smooth back, showing her beautiful shoulder blades, the sunken midline of her back, and her delicate skin.

My gaze swept past her rounded shoulders to her beautiful face, where a pure and innocent charm gently stirred my heart. Even her back was so beautiful; Miss Urd was truly born with natural beauty.

Chen Ming, thinking it was nothing important, spoke up—

"Miss Urd, come and eat."

"Hey?"

She turned around in surprise, her blue eyes lighting up with joy in an instant, and pointed to herself, saying—

"Can I eat it too?"

"Of course."

"But……"

After a moment of happiness, Urd thought that it might not be right for him to freeload like this... and hesitated.

He's such a serious person. If it were Dongyi, he would have rushed over immediately, grabbed her leg, and begged to be fed.

Miss Uld is easy to fool, but Dongyi's face practically screams, "Come on, lie to me, or I'll give it to you for free."

Chen Ming chuckled inwardly at his wife, looked at Miss Urd, and said—

"Actually, these dishes are meant for the child inside the tree hole. I'd like to ask Miss Urd to try them first. Would you be so kind as to do me that?"

That's the art of language. As long as you don't say you're inviting her to dinner, but instead ask her for help, then it's acceptable, right?

During their brief conversation, Chen Ming roughly understood Miss Urd's naive and simple-minded personality, and that she would likely fall for such a trick.

Sure enough, her eyes, as blue as a lake, sparkled as she said—

"I'll help! Let me help!"

"it is good……"

Chen Ming chuckled to himself. Miss Uld was really adorable. So naive to be fooled by a bad man. Luckily, he was a good man.

What bad intentions could a central air conditioning system possibly have?

Miss Urd hurriedly put on her wicker shoes, walked to her seat, and sat down. She was pleased to see Chen Ming serve her a large plate of food and a full bowl of rice, but also a little puzzled.

He held the chopsticks for a few moments, one in each hand, looking at them intently.

Chen Mingcai realized that Miss Uld was a foreigner, and it seemed that she didn't know that these were chopsticks, and probably didn't know how to use them.

He walked over, took her hand, gently released it, placed the chopsticks on it, and then held it again, his hand enveloping hers as he taught her how to use them.

"Hold it like this, first open it, then clamp it, you see, like this..."

"Ah... um..."

Miss Old studied intently, feeling the warmth of his palm and the slightly burning breath emanating from her bare back pressed against his body…

Her cheeks involuntarily flushed slightly.

Yes, isn't this a bit too close? I haven't showered recently, just washed my feet quickly, so there shouldn't be any smell, right? It wouldn't be good if I got Mr. Chen Ming's clothes dirty...

My mind is filled with all sorts of random thoughts.

Learning by hand is slower.

Chen Ming looked on helplessly, realizing there was no other way. He took out his chopsticks, sat down next to her, picked up some food, brought it to her lips, and said—

"what--"

"what?"

Before Miss Old could react, a piece of chicken was shoved into her mouth, and she was shocked by the taste...

"Good, delicious..."

"Eat first, don't choke."

Chen Ming had just finished speaking when he saw her cough, so he quickly took out a tissue to wipe her mouth... He felt that taking care of a simple-minded woman was no different from taking care of a child...

Chen Ming was very skilled at feeding, having honed his skills by feeding children like Yu Qian and the landlady. He quickly filled Miss Uld's stomach.

She lay happily in the chair, her flat and firm belly now slightly rounded.

what……

I am so happy.

With a happy smile, she slumped in her chair, barely able to move, having accidentally eaten a little too much.

Even though she was already full, the chopsticks Mr. Chen Ming extended were irresistibly tempting. With the added incentive of food, she knew in her heart that she couldn't go on, but her body betrayed her, and she kept opening her mouth...

She watched as the man, after doing this to her, carried the food into the tree hollow.

It trembled slightly.

Mr. Chen Ming...

He might be a very scary person, so casually playing with her mouth and stomach... Under his seduction, she slowly sank deeper and deeper, until she was unable to move.

Miss Old's blue eyes gazed at the sky, a slight rolling of her eyes suggesting she was experiencing both happiness and pain.

"I'm so full..."

It's going to get weird.

I just hope I don't have to hiccup anymore.

Chapter 491 Making the Young Girl Cry

After toying with Miss Old inside and out, Chen Ming returned to the tree hollow with the food. He could simply push open the door, and the light immediately dimmed.

He looked inside and said—

"what……"

Um, I wanted to call out the name of the golden-eyed little girl, but I was a little embarrassed to find that I had exited the dream when she said her name, so I don't know her name yet.

Now that the opportunity has passed, I can't bring myself to ask.

Now people treat him like a trustworthy older brother. If he were to ask, "What's your name? I didn't hear you last time..."

I'll probably make her cry.

They would at least be very disappointed.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He decided to postpone it a little longer and see if there would be a better opportunity to get her name. He really didn't want to see that cute little girl cry.

Although he often teased his wife to the point of tears, it was really just playful banter, nothing serious, and both of them were quite happy about it...

Maybe only married people can understand this kind of relationship... well, or having a husband would be fine too...

Chen Ming hesitated for a moment, then decided to go straight in.

He said—

"I'll come in."

He carried the food in on a tray and quickly adjusted to the light in the tree hole, seeing what was inside.

There was no one inside?