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

"This……"

Fei'er was slightly taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she realized that the king hadn't said anything, and had even said something like, "Isn't the wedding dress too gorgeous?" He certainly didn't seem to have any competitive spirit.

She pursed her lips and comforted everyone—

"No, no, I'll go check right now."

We must find out.

……

Phil hurriedly flew towards Raphael's mansion, and when she landed in front of the door, she found that the door was actually open.

"Huh? Did you forget to close the door?"

Even King Raphael could be so careless.

Fei'er hurried inside, her boots clicking on the floor, and made her way to the bedroom door. The bedroom door was open too?

Without thinking twice, she pushed the door open, walked in, and called out—

"Your Majesty! What is your feeling towards the Queen... eh?"

"Huh?" "Hmm?"

The two people lying on the white bed looked towards the door. For a moment, three pairs of eyes stared at each other in silence, and all three opened their mouths.

Phil stared wide-eyed at Chen Ming, who was covered by a blanket on the bed but had his chest exposed, and Raphael, who was lying on his chest with her graceful figure hidden by white wings.

There seemed to be a sense of decay in the air.

"Ah...ah...yes, I'm sorry! I've come at the wrong time."

Before the two on the other side could react, Fei'er jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and ran away in a tumble and scramble.

The two silly couple were left behind, startled awake.

Raphael stared blankly at the closed door. After a long while, her face flushed red, she buried her face in his chest and whispered—

"Ugh... This is so embarrassing..."

As he spoke, he kept patting his chest.

He resisted somewhat inexplicably, then smiled helplessly—

"Isn't this your fault? Why did you hit me? I told you to get up a long time ago, but you wouldn't get up."

"Go ahead and fight, go ahead and fight."

Raphael's IQ seemed to have dropped significantly, making her act like a child. Chen Ming smiled, grabbed her hand, and said—

"Fine, you're being unreasonable. Let's see how I deal with you."

"Wait, wait... Honey, I was wrong..."

Raphael begged for mercy directly, but it was no use. When they finally got dressed and came out of the room, Raphael walked with a strange posture and kept rubbing his buttocks.

No matter how humiliating she felt in front of her husband, she could still maintain a semblance of decorum in front of her subordinates. Sitting on the sofa, arms crossed, she gave Fei'er, who was huddled to the side with her head down, a sour look on her face, and said—

"Fei'er, explain this to me, huh?"

She takes her anger out on her subordinates when her husband bullies her.

If I can't control my husband, I can certainly control you!

Fei'er looked at her king, somewhat frightened but also happy inside. She said—

"Yes, I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I didn't expect things to progress so quickly between you and the Queen..."

"...What are you talking about?"

"So, that means..."

Fei'er sat on the sofa with her head down, her index fingers tapping each other, her beautiful feet in boots were turned inward, her toes clenched tightly inside.

She couldn't help but cover her flushed face and said—

"Your Majesty is so bold..."

Phil knew that King Michael's claim of having a relationship with the Queen was a lie. And now, their own king had taken the Queen for himself!

I simply can't believe it.

That gentle and refined King Raphael is actually so domineering!

"..."

Raphael's lips twitched.

What's so bold?

I'm sleeping with my own husband in my own home, isn't that perfectly reasonable? Where's the audacity?

"You dare...? Isn't that you?!"

Raphael flicked Phil on the head.

Chapter 781 Dressing Her in a Wedding Gown

"Aha……"

Chen Ming yawned comfortably. He hadn't been intimate with Raphael's wife for several days. Although he complained about Raphael, he was actually enjoying her softness and warmth.

Big thighs, big breasts, big wings, they all smell delicious and look very tempting.

The angels were all beautiful and always teasing him, which made him feel a little itchy. Raphael was the perfect opportunity for him to vent those feelings.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand the test.

Don't try to test a virile man with big breasts and a big butt. The angels don't seem to understand this principle. Fortunately, he is a gentleman and he held out for two days.

After getting dressed and walking out of the living room, I saw Chang Wei hitting Lai Fu... oh no, it was Raphael hitting Fei'er.

Fei'er, holding her head, saw him coming and quickly ran behind him with tears in her eyes, clutching his clothes and saying—

"Queen, save me!"

"OK OK."

Chen Ming gently patted Fei'er's head, feeling a slight pang of sympathy as it swelled up. Looking at Raphael, he said—

"Go and get ready to change your clothes. Fei'er, you go and set things up on site first. Hurry up."

He winked at Fei'er.

"Okay, okay."

Fei'er blushed and obediently slipped out the door.

Raphael watched his subordinate slip away faster than a rabbit and tried to call her back, but Chen Ming had already come over and pulled him into his arms.

"Mmm."

Chen Ming kissed her hard on the cheek and said with a smile—

"Honey, calm down."

"Um..."

Raphael's sullen expression immediately relaxed. His rewards were more effective than anything else; a little sweetness was enough to make Raphael completely obedient.

She placed her hand on his arm, then turned to look at him in his white suit. Angels' suits are similar to their military uniforms, making them appear tall, imposing, and very spirited.

She covered her mouth, a little smitten, and said with her eyes slightly narrowed—

"My master, you're so handsome."

"..."

Chen Ming felt a little embarrassed, so flattery requires some skill; a good flattery is one that makes people feel comfortable accepting it.

However, since Raphael is his wife, he doesn't need to worry about so much.

He smiled and patted her head, saying—

"Hurry up and change your clothes, then I'll take you to see someone."

"Who?"

Raphael tilted his head and was pulled back into the room by his hand.

Getting dressed in a wedding dress is no easy task, so it's best to have someone help you. Chen Ming was, of course, very happy to help his voluptuous wife change her clothes.

It's an absolutely wonderful experience, both visually and tactilely.

Raphael's wedding dress was two-layered. The inner layer was a fitted skirt adorned with mysterious heavenly script, which covered her full breasts and lifted them high.

Her waist and legs were beautifully sculpted, and a blue ribbon was tied around her waist in the shape of a butterfly.

The outer layer is a gorgeous tulle skirt, adorned with twinkling stars. It's not just white; it also has a few blue flowers cut out, reminiscent of the color of Raphael's eyes.

QQ...

She sat in front of the white dressing table, being helped by him as she changed her clothes. Feeling a little embarrassed, she wanted to say several times that it was inappropriate for her master to take care of her.

Chen Ming shook his head and said—

"Don't deliberately hide the word 'husband.' My primary identity is your husband. Helping my wife change clothes is perfectly normal, especially on this special day, with this opportunity..."

He wouldn't let go of the opportunity to personally drape her in her wedding dress.

He gently grasped her beautiful feet, clad in pale white stockings, the flesh color showing through, like silky silk, smooth, delicate, and elastic.

With her other hand, she picked up the white high heels and slowly placed her beautiful, artistic feet into the exquisite shoes.

A blue ribbon was tied around her ankle.

He meticulously dressed his wife up to be the most beautiful, and Chen Ming found great enjoyment in these tedious tasks.

Raphael sensed her husband's enthusiasm, blushed, and said nothing more.

Looking at myself in the mirror, slowly becoming more glamorous and beautiful, I wondered if it was really okay to dress up so extravagantly. It's not that I don't love beauty.

It's just attending someone else's wedding, but I feel like the real bride.

He took out a comb and slowly combed her hair, then tucked two blue flowers into a veil and placed it on her dazzling blonde hair, the tassels falling down, making her look beautiful and otherworldly.