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

He thought about the busty angel at home... She called him "husband" every day, with pink bubbles rising from her head, looking like she only wanted his affection...

Nothing terrible happened.

It's just that he won the lottery and forgot about home.

There were no trials at all. Raphael ate and drank well every day and lived happily under his care. It had nothing to do with trials.

Hmm... So what exactly was Raphael's trial? Could she have already passed it? When I first met her, she fell pitifully out of the portal, which must have been because of the trial.

No, it should be said that he failed the trial and did not pass it. After all, Gabriel said that he would have six wings after passing the trial, but Raphael is still only two-winged.

What kind of trial is so difficult?

Chen Ming shook his head, not feeling at all that the problem lay with him.

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

Raphael willingly stayed in the mortal realm to be his wife; their relationship was consensual. He could never have imagined that he was Raphael's "emotional obstacle."

He had overcome every danger, yet he succumbed to his charm, succumbing to a fleeting greed that ultimately led to his downfall. And now, he's scratching his head with an innocent expression…

"The ordinary human who unintentionally caused an angel with one foot in the Seraphim's realm to fall," Chen Ming said, looking at Gabriel with a comforting expression.

"Don't worry, Raphael will be safe and sound. He might even be taken in by some kind family and living a happy life now."

I boast that I come from a good family.

They've become incredibly thick-skinned.

Gabriel looked at him, a relaxed smile on his face that gave off a lively air, and said—

"If that's the case, that would be great. But I don't think there will be any real danger. Although he hasn't truly entered the Seraphim Domain, Raphael is no weaker than anyone else, and he also has the Seraphim Sword in his hand."

Blazing Sword?

Chen Ming naturally thought of that divine weapon that could burn the heavens and boil the seas, splitting rivers apart with a single sword strike; its power was unforgettable.

It seems that combat power isn't solely determined by the number of wings. Raphael, being called an "Angel King" alongside Gabriel, must be at the same level.

Yes, my wife is indeed very capable.

Chen Ming nodded, a proud expression on his face, and said—

"Thank you."

"Ok?"

Gabriel was taken aback. Why did he suddenly have an expression that said, "I'm embarrassed to praise my child like this"?

She shook her head, patted her forehead, and said—

"Ah, we've gone off-topic. About the feathers, you... ah, sorry, I forgot to ask your name..."

Gabriel suddenly realized and wanted to call out to him, but he had never heard him say his name before.

She did ask him at first, but he took the initiative and kept asking her questions. Gabriel was influenced by his natural tone and forgot to ask him anything.

She, the angel king, was completely manipulated by him.

Chen Ming smiled, looking at Gabriel's embarrassed expression, and thought that if things continued like this, he might end up selling Gabriel out, and she would still be foolishly helping him count the money.

It's really worrying that such a child might encounter bad people. She already has an alluring figure, yet she has no sense of vigilance whatsoever.

Thank goodness...

She met this good person.

Chen Ming thought to himself.

He blinked and said—

"It's so unfair. I memorized Gabriel's name carefully, but Gabriel isn't interested in it at all? Well, I guess so. After all, I'm just an ordinary human, while Gabriel is an angel, and a king at that..."

Pretending to be a little sad, she unknowingly shifted the blame to Gabriel, implying to him that he looked down on her.

But actually, it was his own fault for not revealing his name at the beginning and instead keeping asking Gabriel questions.

Poor Gabrielle, such a good girl, felt even more apologetic upon hearing his words, thinking it was all her fault, and quickly waved her hand, saying—

"No, no, I didn't mean to look down on you..."

"Then why don't you know my name?"

"me……"

Gabriel was speechless and his eyes welled up with tears.

Chapter 676 The Tailor's Feelings

Rumble...

The deep rumble of a motorcycle echoed on the road, and a black shadow darted through the network of roads, its dark gray-blue eyes carrying a slightly cool glint.

A leather outfit accentuates a mysterious and sleek style.

brake--!

Although she's a cool girl, there's no need for her to break traffic rules. She stops the motorcycle properly when she sees a red light. One of her delicate feet is on the ground in a black leather boot. It's slender and well-proportioned, but it can steadily support the heavy motorcycle.

She watched the red light count down; once she crossed the intersection, she would be at his home.

I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She loosened her grip on the car handle slightly, then glanced at a black briefcase fastened tightly to the back of the car, and pursed her lips.

She usually only adds extra equipment for very important tactical items, so the fact that she's now so serious about having Xiao Hong make the equipment shows that she's made up her mind.

She would do anything, no matter how difficult, as long as she could get news of the Boss.

but……

A slight blush crept onto her usually cool face. She wasn't afraid of anything, no matter how difficult... but... but this was still...

It makes people very shy.

"Mr. Chen Ming... is really unreliable..."

I complained quietly, but I wasn't too resistant. After all, it was asking someone for a favor, not a transaction, so I should try my best to show my sincerity and satisfy them.

Anyway, it's not like we'll lose a piece of meat.

She never expected that Mr. Chen Ming would like "catgirls" so much. She recalled his eager expression earlier, which clearly showed that he wanted her to notice something.

That eager expression is practically a blatant hint, isn't it?

If she wasn't sure if Mr. Chen Ming had any news about the Boss, she might have hesitated. But after contacting Xiao Mei, she was asked to visit him today, and her tone was very serious.

I was probably going to tell her some information, so there was no time to hesitate.

Waaah—!

The light turned green, and the tailor put her hands back on the handlebars, twisted the accelerator, and passed through the traffic light, her mood becoming increasingly awkward.

No matter what, even if she had lived for many centuries, she was still a girl and had never encountered anything like this before.

Mr. Chen Ming... is truly a strange person...

She stopped at a quiet intersection. Although she felt shy, she quickly became determined. She was never one to be indecisive. Since she had made up her mind, she would just do it decisively.

Picking up her black briefcase, the girl dressed in all black strode forward with brisk steps, the hem of her wide leather coat fluttering slightly.

The leather boots clicked and clacked on the floor with a crisp sound.

Such a handsome girl naturally attracted the attention of those around her, including many girls. Normally, the tailor wouldn't care about these glances, but now he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. Thinking about what he was about to do, he couldn't help but lower his head slightly.

After walking past several intersections, the tailor spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

Under an old tree, a head of straight, beautiful flaxen hair, a graceful and mature figure, and alluring legs clad in flesh-colored stockings and high heels.

Such charm is not something a young girl can possess; it only comes naturally with the passage of time, representing a woman's accumulated experience.

Xiaomei is indeed not young anymore, but she is still beautiful. The only thing that time has left on her is an increasingly mellow and refined temperament.

It became a jar of intoxicatingly delicious wine.

Despite having a child, this woman is still very alluring. Who will ultimately break the spell? The tailor is unaware that her aunt has already been taken by Chen Ming.

Seeing Xiaomei standing under the tree, holding her phone as if talking to someone, her light-colored eyes revealed anxiety and tension, and her expression was one of astonishment, as if she had heard some terrible news.

She didn't even notice him walking over.

The tailor's eyes showed a hint of doubt as he approached Xiaomei and said—

"Xiaomei? What are you doing here?"

"what."

The aunt was startled by the sudden appearance of the experienced tailor. Upon seeing who it was, she gently patted her ample chest and said—

"Senior tailor, you've arrived..."

Then his expression became somewhat inexplicably awkward.

The tailor tilted his head and said—

"I've been standing here for a while now. You were on the phone, so I didn't want to bother you. Please take care of your business first."

"No, no need."

My aunt shook her head and said into the phone—

"The seamstress has arrived. I'll take her back first."

Then he hung up the phone, looked back at the senior tailor, and said—

"I was waiting here to take the senior tailor over so that Chen Ming could help him... but..."

"only?"

The tailor sensed something was wrong. Looking at Xiaomei's worried expression, he asked—

"What happened?"

"Yes, Chen Ming... he was suddenly taken away and he's not at home now."

"what……"