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

Chen Ming reached out to pull it out, but it was no use.

Some looked pleadingly at the girls in the room, but they all looked away.

Dongyi had no choice; she couldn't defeat Cerberus, and she had no prestige. She might even be less important than a dog in her family.

They're worse than dogs.

The landlady, however, was too lazy to pay him any attention. She was about to go to work at the shop, and before leaving, she provoked the already angry dog.

Now it looks like Chen Ming is wearing a dog-skin hat, with Cerberus coiled on his head.

It doesn't hurt that much. How could Cerberus possibly have the heart to bite into it? With those teeth, her head would explode if she took a bite.

A halo appeared above Chen Ming's head. He looked a little dazed and seemed to notice the dog on his head, which startled him.

what's the situation?

Is everything now vying for the "headpiece" spot? Does an angelic halo have so little face?

The aperture was somewhat exasperated, but Cerberus was no ordinary creature either, and could only frantically blink in frustration.

Looking at the halo above his head, Chen Ming couldn't help but wonder if it had some strange persistence. It seemed that whatever was placed on Chen Ming's head would displease it.

The last title was the same, which made it so angry that it went to tell Raphael on it.

Chen Ming patted the dog on his head and said—

"Good dog, come down quickly."

"Roar……"

Cerberus made a threatening sound, seemingly indicating that if Chen Ming didn't offer a reasonable price, then he could prepare to go to work wearing a dog hat.

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"How about I take you for a walk tomorrow? Dog food isn't fancy enough, how about I make you sweet and sour pork ribs myself?"

"……real?"

"real."

"I love you, Master."

As she spoke, she jumped down, shrank behind the sofa armrest, poked her head out, and threatened—

“Say that Cerberus is the cutest dog.”

"You've already given in, how can you threaten others now? You're so naive..."

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"My Cerberus is the cutest dog ever."

As he spoke, he picked her up and kissed her, only to be pushed away in disgust. But her tail wagged happily. Her big tail always revealed her thoughts; if you could read her tail, you could read her.

Chen Ming thought she was stupid, but she didn't want to actually threaten her master into saying he liked her or anything like that, not even the slightest possibility.

She won't accept anything that isn't genuinely loved.

Hearing his heartfelt praise, the dog's mood immediately improved. After all, she was quite easy to coax; it all depended on how Chen Ming handled her.

He certainly knows how to play with his dog, and he's actually quite tactful.

I had some fun with the dog.

Finally, he walked out of the balcony door with his lunchbox into the shop. He glanced outside and saw that there didn't seem to be any customers. After all, it wasn't lunchtime; it was lunch break.

Opening a shop now is just to have something to do; Qin Hui's wife earns far more than him, her earning power is completely outclassed.

However, not lacking money doesn't mean you can stop working. If a person doesn't do anything, they will gradually become useless.

Look at Dongyi High School, learn from their mistakes! (2/1)

Chapter 508 Two Little Nuns?

Chen Ming walked directly to the staff rest area and saw a voluptuous and stunningly beautiful figure.

What first catches the eye is her dazzling golden hair, followed by the slightly exposed, fair nape of her neck.

It's hard to believe, but looking at my angel wife from behind, you can actually feel how slender and supple she is. Her figure is a perfect masterpiece of nature, with both curves and fullness.

The sacred wings covered some of it, otherwise one could see her full, soft breasts from behind; now only her shapely buttocks were visible.

Soft and firm, it looks like it would be very fertile.

Ok……

Raphael seems perfectly suited to be a mother; she's easy to give birth to and easy to feed, and even though formula is available now, those things aren't that important...

In the end, the child might not get much of the food, and it might all end up in Chen Ming's stomach.

Hard to say.

Raphael seemed to be staring blankly at the wall. Only when Chen Ming approached did she suddenly realize what was happening. She turned around to look at him, involuntarily shrinking her shoulders, and stammered—

"Master, Master..."

"Ok?"

Chen Ming looked into her purple eyes; her face, as beautiful as a work of art, now showed a slight hint of panic, but he didn't think much of it and smiled, saying—

"Calling me 'master' again, really..."

He placed the lunchbox on the table beside him, walked over, gently put his arm around her soft waist, pulled her into his embrace, pinched her lightly, and whispered in her delicate ear, his breath caressing it—

"Do you want to be punished by me again? You forgetful, big-winged wife."

"Well……"

Raphael's cheeks flushed red as she felt his breath suddenly envelop her, her thoughts almost stopping as she recalled his previous punishment... leaving her alone and teasing her relentlessly...

That kind of purgatory, struggling amidst pleasure, is truly terrifying.

Her plump thighs rubbed together.

I don't know if I'm looking forward to it or afraid of it... I've become a very strange person.

He wants everything he gives him.

The pure angel has long been impure; his spirit and body have been tainted by his colors, moved by love, and fallen into the mortal world.

She knew she had said something wrong again, and with her head lowered, the dignified angel king obediently said—

"I was wrong, my master."

Why still use "master"? Chen Ming was actually a little puzzled. Perhaps it was Raphael's insistence on using the term "master"?

Even if you're husband and wife, does that mean you still have to acknowledge him as your master?

It felt a little awkward, but it sounded quite nice to call her Raphael, so I just let her call me that. It's just a form of address, nothing serious.

Anyway, all he wanted was to hear his wife call him "husband".

He released her, touched her face—it was spotless—and said,

Why aren't you home for dinner?

"Well, that...because..."

Raphael seemed slightly panicked, which made Chen Ming tilt his head.

Raphael said—

"We still need someone to watch the shop..."

"It's lunch break time, so you can still rest."

"..."

Raphael looked at her husband. Even though he was her husband, she still had to admit he was getting lazier and lazier. Before, he was just inconsistent in his work, occasionally taking a day off. Now, did he even need a lunch break?

If his customers who love dumplings and wontons heard this, they'd probably throw him out.

Seeing the look in his wife's eyes, Chen Ming looked away somewhat guiltily and said—

"Eight, an eight-hour workday, you know..."

Although there's hardly an eight-hour workday anymore, there's no such leeway.

Realizing his words were somewhat untenable, Chen Ming changed his tune again—

"Anyway, there aren't many customers at noon..."

Jingle Bell!

As if slapping Chen Ming in the face, the bell on the door suddenly rang, indicating that a guest had arrived, which surprised him slightly.

Turning my head to look outside, I was surprised to hear some light footsteps pattering as they ran inside.

We're back!

return?

Chen Ming tilted his head. He didn't seem to recognize the voice. What did it mean?

His gaze was fixed on the doorway. The busty angel who hadn't reached his arms paused slightly, then gave him a look of utter dismay.

Then another voice rang out—

"Slow down, don't run so fast..."

It seems to be very difficult.

Just as Chen Ming was wondering what was going on, two little girls appeared in front of the rest area. Before Chen Ming could react, he was still holding his wife affectionately, facing the two equally stunned girls.

"Forehead……"

He looked at the two little girls in front of him, dressed in strange attire... how should I put it, like nuns' clothes?

The two girls looked to be in their teens.

The outfit features a black and white color scheme, a hood-like hat, and soft fabric hanging down. The collar and cuffs are turned up in white, contrasting with the overall black color scheme.

The top is buttoned up properly, no problem, but what's wrong with the bottom? Why is there an opening on the side of the skirt that goes all the way up to the thigh?

Isn't this what nun's habit looks like?