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

She suddenly realized she had been busy all day and now had nothing to do, so she sat down by the window to rest. Perhaps everyone was subconsciously looking out for her; she had indeed been very busy today.

It might also be a bit like, "You've done enough for today, it's our turn now?"

Kidding.

She chuckled softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

A voice suddenly came from behind her. She turned her head, smiled at him, and said—

"Weren't you going to rest?"

"How can you sleep during the Lunar New Year..."

Chen Ming walked over with a smile, then thought for a moment and said—

"If I'm the only one who can sleep, wouldn't that make Dad look too pitiful?"

In this family, the son and father are the closest. Even if the father is bullied by the mother, he feels comforted as long as he thinks that his son will take care of him.

My son is the best.

Chen Ming walked up to her, sat down next to her, and looked at her outfit tonight.

She wore a red top, somewhat resembling a cheongsam, but not quite. Red lace adorned the white fabric, and the top was fitted and form-fitting.

She wore a red pleated skirt, revealing a pair of white stockings with gold trim, the patterns of which were antique, and she wore a pair of red patterned ankle boots.

Her white hair was tied up at the back of her head, with a few strands falling down and swaying gently with her movements.

Her soft, red eyes reflected his image. He especially loved the beauty mark under her eye, which added a touch of tenderness to her reliable nature.

What a beautiful person.

His face was flushed from the alcohol. He smiled and reached out to gently stroke her face, saying—

“Lucifer…”

"Ok?"

"Wife..."

"……I am here."

Lucifer smiled and gently took his hand. He would always call her name softly. It didn't mean anything; it was just that when he was deeply in love, he wanted to call her name a few times.

I call out a few times when I'm bored.

Calling her name has become a habit and a hobby, making him feel at ease and happy.

He was drunk.

He gently lowered his head, resting it on her soft white silk. The gold trim gave her a sense of nobility, but at this moment she was just a virtuous wife, not a queen.

She reached out her soft hand to stroke her man and said—

"Take a rest if you're tired. I'll wake you up at midnight."

"...Dad also fell silent; he probably got soothed to sleep by Mom like that."

He smiled gently; after all, his mother still cared about his father.

Lucifer understood and smiled, saying—

"What? So you're feeling lonely?"

Seeing that his father had one, he foolishly came over to his wife wanting one too.

Like a little child.

"Is that not allowed?"

He rubbed against her beautiful legs, completely captivated.

Lucifer whispered—

"Nothing's wrong, go to sleep peacefully."

"Okay, goodnight, my wife..."

"Good night……"

She smiled as she looked out the window. The sound of firecrackers started again. Feeling sorry for him, she covered his ears with her hands.

Goodnight, honey.

rest well.

Chapter 493 Taking Responsibility for the Little Girl

The golden-eyed girl reached out and gently stroked the beautiful little girl in the mirror, somewhat incredulous, as if she had been reborn in his hands.

He stood behind her, knelt down, gently hugged her, looked at his reflection in the mirror, and smiled—

"Look, you're all clean and pretty now, you won't dirty the bed anymore, so you can sleep peacefully from now on, okay?"

"..."

He went to great lengths for her, wanting only for her to be happy... Such feelings, such care, such emotions in his heart...

She looked at him in the mirror. He had black hair and black eyes, and his face had a slightly cold feel to it, but he always had a smile on his face, which made her feel close to him.

I would scold her a little when she misbehaved, but it was all for her own good. Even if she cried loudly, I didn't really hate her.

On the contrary, there is a strong sense of attachment.

She nestled in his arms, feeling his warmth all over her body; his broad chest gave her a sense of security.

If this continues...

She's almost inseparable from him; how can she let go of such feelings? He left once, leaving her feeling very lonely, and now that he's back, he's treating her so well…

It seemed like there was some resentment—

"Mr. Chen Ming, why are you so kind to me..."

"Ok?"

Chen Ming blinked, looking at the tiny girl in his arms, who was sitting on his lap with her little feet barely touching the ground.

Such a young and pitiful child, who would hate him?

Why would she say that everyone hates her?

Why... do people say she'll destroy everything...?

He hugged her small body tightly, smiled, pressed his ear against her neck, nuzzled her rosy cheek, and said—

"Because I like you very much."

I don't dislike you.

She slowly widened her large golden eyes and looked at him. The expression on her face changed from surprise to something like sadness, a feeling of unbelievable emotion.

She almost burst into tears again, quickly covering her eyes with her hands, and said—

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't want to cry, I didn't feel sad at all..."

It turns out that tears don't only fall when you're sad; you can also shed tears involuntarily when you're moved. But she doesn't quite understand now, this kind of emotion... she never thought someone would tell her "I like you."

Everyone was filled with malice; everyone was expressing their disgust...

When did she stop seeing any other emotions in others? Even the slightest bit of kindness?

"It's okay, cry if you want to."

Chen Ming patted her back, but she grabbed his clothes and buried her face in his chest, getting his clothes dirty again.

Why is he so strange?

She didn't do anything to anyone, yet people still disliked her. She caused him so much trouble, but he still said he liked her.

He couldn't help but choke back tears as he asked—

"why?"

"Why what?"

Why do you like me?

"Hmm... because you're cute."

Am I cute?

When they first met, she looked like a little beggar, all dirty and filthy. No one who cares about cleanliness would hug her... but he didn't mind and has been holding her like this ever since.

She bit her lower lip, and for some reason, stubbornly said—

"You're lying. I was all dirty and not cute at all before."

"I think it's cute."

He smiled, lifted her up, and sat her on the stool, saying softly—

"Although it's dirty, it's so well-behaved. It doesn't want to be disliked or cause trouble for others, so it lives in this kind of place by itself. It's too well-behaved, which makes people feel sorry for it... So, you can be a little more willful with me in the future."

Because I like you, you can be as willful as you want, it's fine. I'll like your willfulness too, there's no need for any worries.

Her golden eyes were moist, and she finally smiled and nodded vigorously—

"Ok!"

Mr. Chen Ming can be trusted, right? This is the first person who has ever liked her this much. I thought having Liuli as a friend was enough, but now I've received such a deep affection from her.

She was happy about this, being so naive.

Sitting on his lap, she was very light, like a small pillow, making her irresistible.

Glug glug...

After all that trouble, the little girl's stomach finally started growling.

Her face flushed red.

Chen Ming said with a smile—