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

"Cook" means the person who cooks.

"..."

The office lady nodded, but in her heart she was thinking, "Young people really know how to have fun. I'm really getting old and can't keep up with their thinking. I'm almost thirty and still don't have a boyfriend..."

I fell into self-doubt again.

Chen Ming pulled Cerberus to the back, gently tapped her head, and said—

"You told me not to talk about the master in public, didn't you?"

"Sorry, I forgot, hehe."

Cerberus chuckled and scratched her head; Chen Ming really couldn't do anything about her.

She thought for a moment and said—

"If I can't call you master... then what should I call you?"

"Is it okay to just call me by my name?"

"No, if everyone calls you by your name, then I won't be anything special! I'm my master's dog!"

At this point, Cerberus proudly puffed out its chest. In truth, Chen Ming didn't know what was so proud about being someone else's dog... Oh well, let her be happy.

Chen Ming said—

"Then let's call out to them secretly."

"Hmm, what does Master want to do by stopping me?"

"I didn't mean anything by it... it's just..."

Cerberus's eyes widened slightly as Chen Ming suddenly embraced her, catching her off guard.

"Master?"

"Let me hug you. Dogs are so nice. Cerberus is so cute."

Chen Ming held her in his arms. Her soft body, warmed by his body heat, was very comfortable to hold, and he felt a sense of healing.

"Ah, um..."

Cerberus opened his mouth, but unusually, he didn't say anything. Instead, he fell silent, his cheeks slightly flushed.

I stayed quietly for a while.

Chen Ming released Cerberus and said—

"Alright, energy replenished, let's get back to work."

"……Um."

Cerberus walked away somewhat dazedly, bumping into a stool in the process.

He covered his feverish face with his hands.

I didn't feel anything when I made the move, but being suddenly attacked by him made me a little embarrassed. My master is always so unpredictable and capricious.

……

Chen Ming also returned to the kitchen.

"Ok?"

On a clean table, a snow-white cat with blue eyes lay curled up, looking lazy and charming.

As he returned, his blue eyes sparkled—

"Meow~"

The furry paws pressed down on a stack of something and pushed it toward him.

Chen Ming walked over to take a look, puzzled.

It turned out to be some banknotes.

He hadn't seen banknotes in a long time. Where did this cat get these things?

Chen Ming tapped its head with his finger and said—

"Stealing is wrong."

Meow~!

The white cat seemed a little angry, waving its paws to shoo Chen Ming's hand away, looking haughty and not allowing him to be touched, and then pushed the banknotes back to Chen Ming.

"...Actually, your banknote is outdated."

Chen Ming picked up the yellowed banknote, looked at it, and said—

"This must be from the early 20th century, right?"

"Meow?"

The white cat seemed a little stunned, unsure of what to do for a moment.

Chen Ming thought the cat seemed quite intelligent, smiled, and said—

"Even though it's no longer in circulation, it's still considered an antique, isn't it? I wonder if this kind of paper money is worth anything... Anyway, do you want something to eat?"

"Meow~"

As if it could truly understand human speech, the white cat responded softly.

Chen Ming rested his chin on his hand and said with a smile—

"It's not impossible, as long as I can touch it after I eat it."

"Meow???"

The white cat seemed slightly taken aback.

Chapter 91 The backdoor can't be kept.

Chen Ming did manage to prepare some food for the cat. The naughty cat, like a naughty woman, liked to eat and leave without a trace, and enjoyed bullying honest people like Chen Ming…

Although Chen Ming used the excuse of debt to keep Lucifer and also left Dong Yi at his home, he was still an honest man.

That sounds a bit shameless.

He picked a few wontons into a bowl and placed it in front of the white cat.

The more I look at it, the more I like it. Those blue vertical pupils are as clear and bright as gemstones, and the soft white fur must feel amazing to the touch.

"Meow~"

The white cat looked at the wontons in front of it, but didn't take a bite; they were probably too hot. It looked at Chen Ming. Chen Ming looked at it, put his hands on his hips helplessly, and said—

"Alright, I'll give you a compliment. You really are a young lady."

After he finally cooled it down a bit, the guests urged him to get back to work, saying they were starving and would go crazy if they didn't eat soon... Actually, Chen Ming was already cooking, but he was just taking time out of the time to cook the food to take care of the cat.

Send the items out so that Cerberus can take them.

He watched the white cat eat gracefully, not in a hurry at all, chewing slowly and carefully.

Chen Ming thought for a moment, then reached out his hand.

The white cat noticed it immediately, its blue eyes fixed on his hand, and it meowed softly, somewhat wary.

"Meow."

"...What? You're eating my food, can't I even touch it?"

Chen Ming felt a little aggrieved; cats just aren't affectionate.

"..."

Seeing his dejected look, the white cat gently shook its head, lowered its head to continue eating, and ignored him.

He blinked, then reached out again, finally touching the white fur, which was soft, silky, and exuded an inexplicable sense of nobility.

Although Chen Ming isn't particularly popular with cats, the way to pet a cat is probably similar to that of a dog, right? Just stroke its fur in the direction of its fur.

He had actually done some research. Cats and dogs are different. It's more comfortable to pet a dog near its rear end, while it's better to pet a cat near its head.

Of course, once you get used to it, it doesn't matter where you touch.

He stroked its head, gently stroking its fur, and adjusted his touch based on its reaction.

"Meow……"

The white cat's ears twitched, its eyes seemed to squint slightly, and it lay on the table, obediently letting Chen Ming have his way with its paws.

After finishing his food, Chen Ming took advantage of the dog's inattention and simply picked it up.

The white cat was taken aback—

"Meow meow?"

Chen Ming held it in his arms and stroked it constantly. It was soft and fluffy, unlike the lively Cerberus, it was very quiet and elegant.

The white cat seemed to struggle at first, but gradually it seemed to feel comfortable and calmed down.

Chen Ming reached out and scratched its chin.

It held its head high, like a proud queen, with Chen Ming's embrace as its throne.

Chen Ming was already somewhat addicted, looking at it and muttering softly—

"I don't know if you have an owner, otherwise I would really like to take you home... Oh well, it's okay if you have an owner, I'll just steal you?"

Stealing the cat solo (1/1).

"It has no collar or markings, so it's unclaimed," Chen Ming reasoned to himself.

so good……

Chen Ming was enjoying petting the cat when Cerberus walked in and said—

"Master! I've done everything... Huh?"

Cerberus stared wide-eyed at the white cat enjoying a massage in Chen Ming's arms.

That spot originally belonged to Cerberus, but now it's been taken by someone else. Taking advantage of Cerberus's work, they actually came to raid his base?