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

We stayed there quietly for a while.

Chen Ming suddenly turned around, glanced at her, and said—

"What are you doing?"

"what?"

Michael tilted his head, puzzled, looked at himself, and said—

"I...I didn't do anything..."

At most, I just think about it in my head.

Chen Ming wore a helpless expression and said—

"Didn't you say you wanted to take a nap?"

Why are you just sitting there?

"Hey?"

Michael's eyes widened slightly as he looked at his large bed. Although there was still plenty of space—more than enough for three people to lie down—but…

"Really...is it okay?"

"..."

Chen Ming rolled his eyes, didn't answer, and turned his head back.

Michael was left there to hesitate.

But in the end, she couldn't resist the temptation. She swallowed hard, slowly stepped barefoot onto the floor, and took off all the other armor, leaving only her close-fitting undergarments that revealed her voluptuous and slender figure.

Da...da...da...

She slowly walked to the bedside, placed a fair and rosy knee on it, and nervously said again—

"I'm up here."

However, Chen Ming had his back to her and didn't say anything.

So that's the default setting?

Michael laid his beautiful body down on it, initially only daring to lie on the very edge, where he would fall off if he turned over, with his hands and feet placed very straight, as if to say, "I am a gentleman."

No, but... it seems that Queen Chenming didn't specify where she should lie, did he?

She pursed her lips, a glint in her eyes, and said—

"Can I move a little deeper into bed? I'm about to fall off."

"can."

Chen Ming seemed to be falling asleep, and answered absentmindedly.

Michael scooted a little further in, and then said—

"My wings are covered on the outside, can I go in a little more?"

"……Can."

He answered casually as before.

Finally, Michael's shoulder was pressed against his back, his face slightly flushed, with a hint of triumphant joy, which of course he couldn't let Michael see.

After a while...

As expected, greed is inexhaustible. Michael, who was already very close, began to speak again—

Do you need me to cover you with a blanket?

"……it is good."

Chen Ming answered with his eyes closed, then his whole body stiffened as he felt a soft sensation wash over him from behind. Thighs, lower abdomen, belly... every beautiful part of her pressed tightly against him, and a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist.

Holy six wings stretched out from behind him, gently covering him and the little king god, warm and comfortable.

Sometimes he wondered if the hierarchy of angels was reflected in their voluptuous figures? In any case, he had now experienced the voluptuousness of the three archangel kings, each with their own style and delicate charm, as if they were corrupting his mind.

He silently turned his head and saw Michael, who had guiltily turned her head away, saying—

"My wings are always used as a blanket for the King God."

So you mean you're only doing this for the sake of the King, and not trying to take advantage of him? You're really good at putting on an act.

It seems like Michael used a sausage-eating tactic? He only ate a little at a time, so the opponent wouldn't resist fiercely, gradually eroding their strength until he achieved his goal.

He felt the softness of the knight angel, and was also holding an angel loli in his arms. The scene seemed a bit dreamlike, being sandwiched between two cute beauties of different ages.

There was nothing to complain about.

He just rolled his eyes at her again and whispered a reminder—

"Don't wake the child."

Michael nodded happily and said—

"I know."

She held him tighter, her whole body pressed against his back, feeling his warmth, and lying on the bed, she slowly felt safe and comfortable.

This feeling is wonderful.

It's like sleeping with your husband and child in your arms—what a dreamlike and blissful moment! The family of three lies together for a nap, enjoying such tranquility and leisure.

Thump, thump...

Their heartbeats gradually overlapped, as if their souls were roaring together, etching this feeling into her soul. Her plump, smooth thighs gently rubbed against his body, and her hands wandered around, exploring his firm abdominal muscles.

He's mine now, right here in my arms, so close...

Slowly, slowly...

Michael's eyelids began to droop, and he slowly closed his pale blue eyes, falling asleep without realizing it.

A happy smile played on her lips.

Chapter 767 Trust in Raphael

A chaotic space, outside of rules and order, seemingly endless. If no path is built, perhaps one will never reach the other side.

Tear--!

Roar!

A roar like that from hell parted the chaos, and a claw as large as a mountain opened up order. Space melted in its hands like snow.

The enormous and terrifying figure nearly shattered the place, violently venting its emotions as it lashed out with its sharp claws. If this were in the real world, it would likely have caused a spatial tremor.

Her red eyes gazed at the space and the mountain-sized ferocious beast, a beauty mark at the corner of her eye revealing a hint of helplessness.

It was like watching your own dog digging in the dirt in a fit of anger; you didn't stop it. This little fuss was better than it tearing up the furniture at home.

It's better to let your dog dig holes outside than to let it destroy things at home.

Although this "pit" is a bit of an exaggeration.

She followed behind, helping out, to prevent the dog's noise from affecting the surrounding area or smaller areas. Letting the dog run around is fine, but it wouldn't be good if it damaged the plants.

Otherwise, he'll probably be angry when he gets back, and even a tough dog like me might miss out on a few bone soups.

Now she's basically walking the dog, so she can't just not keep a close eye on it. But a leash isn't really necessary, since there's no one else around.

"Over here, over here, Cerberus, don't dig the wrong one..."

"Woof! You wretched birdman, getting all high and mighty now."

The enormous beast raised its massive head and glanced at the voluptuous angel flying above it, directing the direction. It grumbled a bit, but didn't say anything more, swaying its ridge-like tail as it continued to dig in the dirt.

The busty angel who was criticized gave a wry smile, shrank back, and followed closely behind.

After what happened before, Raphael's status in the family had plummeted to rock bottom, practically lower than a dog's. And now, with her husband being snatched away by her angelic colleague, she felt even more ashamed.

Lucifer watched them; it had been like this for two days, working and bickering at the same time. Cerberus seemed to be in a much better mood during this process, though she wouldn't admit it, her tail was wagging happily.

It's true that feeling is different when someone bullies you.

Perhaps Raphael sensed this, which is why he stayed by the dog's side, helping the dog recover from its initial discouragement and self-blame. Now, the dog is cursing the birdman while mustering its energy to take action.

These two guys already have a pretty good understanding of each other, right?

Lucifer smiled, with six jet-black wings spreading behind him and a purple-black halo surrounding him. He folded his beautiful feet in the void, wearing white sandals and a black dress.

That was his favorite look at first. He liked seeing her in a dress, without stockings, just sandals, showing off her pretty toes.

There's no doubt she has a foot fetish, right?

However, he also offered a defense, saying that it was because Lucifer's feet were beautiful. Many people's feet look better when they wear stockings to cover up their flaws, but Lucifer's feet didn't need to be covered up.

She's perfect naked, but wearing stockings gives her a completely different allure; she's naturally beautiful. He's been used so many times; thinking about it, his clinginess is a bit excessive.

But even though we've only been apart for two days, it feels like two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

call--!

Cerberus exerted too much force, and a chaotic energy poured out.

Lucifer casually waved his hand, and the black shadows instantly engulfed the raging energy. If Lucifer hadn't been there to catch him, that careless dog would probably have messed things up many times over.

The road to heaven is not so simple.

She could cross the river by herself without any problem, but it was hard to say how long it would take. It would be safer to let the dog clear the way.

Om-!

Cerberus slashed with her claws, and suddenly a white holy light flashed in front of her, leaving a wisp of white mist on her claws.

"This is……"

Raphael was slightly taken aback.

Lucifer noticed something was amiss, gently flapped his black wings, and landed on Cerberus's massive head, asking—

"what happened?"

Lucifer.