I'm afraid everyone will find it hard to sleep peacefully tonight.

…

"Nishang, how did I do?"

After seeing those people off, Chen Che immediately approached An Nishang. An Nishang was in a good mood and quite satisfied with him.

Chen Che couldn't quite grasp An Nishang's mood; he didn't know why she exposed him.

Could it be just to show off? That can't be right, An Nishang shouldn't be that immature...

Once everything was wrapped up, they headed home with the three demons.

Bogita was like a little dog, unable to speak, but would easily nuzzle up to Chen Che.

Tahm, on the other hand, was continuously chattering.

Sitting in the car, looking at the scenery passing by the window, his eyes seemed like they wanted to leap right out of the car.

For Tahm, all these people outside were his endless meals driven by greed, allowing him to stuff his belly full.

Tahm immediately wanted to get out of the car, dive into the crowd, and unleash his abilities.

Tahm could ignite people's inner greed and gradually magnify it, letting them fall into the abyss, and finally devour them.

Quite like the abilities in the League of Legends backstory.

But Chen Che restricted Tahm's actions. So far, he didn't want Tahm to go beyond his control, which made Tahm quite unhappy.

His cheeks puffed up like a toad, and his whiskers trembled with anger.

"I'm going on strike! I demand the minimum protection from the Demon Union! At least three pounds of fresh greed and five ounces of hot betrayal every day—" (webbed claws pointing at the beggar outside) "Check out that guy's despair, isn't it so rich? Can't I just have a bite?"

"Not right now!"

Tahm was so upset he shut his mouth and started playing with Bogita in his arms, disliking that proud crow, it annoyed him a lot.

Back at the villa, there were some spare rooms left for each of the three demons to settle in.

Bogita found a comfy spot on the sofa and lay there comfortably.

The crow circled the villa once, seemingly satisfied with its territory, and the Count perched on the crystal chandelier in the center of the room, its white claws gripping the light tightly.

The fat catfish made a circle, with a look of disdain, and finally settled on the swimming pool in the backyard of the villa, splashing into it with a loud plop, and shouted: "I am the King of the River!"

The whole pool's water rippled uncontrollably due to its disturbance.

An Nishang sat on the sofa, holding the silly and cute Bogita in her arms, and kicked off her high heels. Her snow-white jade feet rested on the table, and her long legs were faintly visible under her skirt.

"I'm hungry."

"Uh, Nishang, what kind of hunger are you talking about?"

"Go cook."

"Got it."

In the kitchen, fresh steaks were sizzling perfectly with a Maillard reaction, and the rest of the meaty aroma lured Xia Na out of the room next door.

The fat catfish tumbled out of the pool, sat on the table, and began tapping its chopsticks against a bowl, shouting: "Why isn't the food served yet? I'm gonna starve to death... I even thought of what to engrave on my tombstone—Here lies the first demon starved to death by black-hearted capitalists!"

Chen Che retorted, annoyed: "Aren't you supposed to feed on people's humanity?"

Tahm's tongue wrapped around, his eyes closely watching the food Chen Che was preparing: "I like the taste of your cooking, it's just like this world's greed!"

"How do you cook food that even demons like?" Xia Na asked curiously, savoring a bite of the tender and juicy steak, shivering with pleasure.

"Guess?"

Chen Che fetched An Nishang's red wine and poured her a glass of wine, along with a piece of steak, making An Nishang thoroughly enjoy it.

After finishing her meal, An Nishang elegantly wiped her red lips with a napkin and looked at Chen Che again: "I'm hungry."

Alright, time to get to work.

Having finished his meal too, Chen Che went over to An Nishang, scooped her up in his arms and strode towards the second floor, glancing back at Xia Na: "I'll leave tidying up the dishes to you!"

"I could actually do it," Tahm picked up a plate and cleaned it with his tongue, as if rinsed with water.

"Chen Che, can't you control your demon? It's disgusting!"

"Miss, you've hurt my feelings."

…

Chen Che first fed An Nishang dessert in the bathroom.

Then he and An Nishang returned to the room to practice dancing.

Starting with a high-difficulty split, An Nishang stood barefoot facing him, with one leg lifted by him at the ankle.

He pressed An Nishang's knee onto her shoulder, balancing on one leg, doing high-difficulty split stretches.

......

Then he had An Nishang lie on her back on the bed, holding her swan-like neck, giving her a soothing massage.

Finally, catching An Nishang off guard, he flipped her over and delivered a fierce backstab.

…

A fierce battle concluded with Chen Che feeling surprisingly stronger, with his physical fitness improved by at least three to four times.

The Demon Calamity's enhancement.

It also enhanced his talent abilities.

He felt like being Zhao Yun for once.

Next to him, An Nishang seemed to have never been this full, her back facing Chen Che, resting on his arm, her body occasionally trembling slightly.

An enticing blush spread across her stunning cheeks, and her hair clung to her face, their sweat mingling together, indistinguishable. Just looking at her face made Chen Che's heart flutter, lowering his head for a kiss.

Chen Che maintained a fine balance between passion and gentleness, seemingly leaving An Nishang wanting more.

Looking at her face, too lazy to open her eyes, Chen Che felt accomplished but also a sense of loneliness.

The Apocalypse Society's matters weighed heavily on his mind.

Holding the woman in his arms, Chen Che didn't know what he was thinking, a flash of madness in his eyes.

He had a daring idea, a plan of no return, success or death.

Secretly, Chen Che took out a Candy of Listening to the Heart, popped it in his mouth, and through listening to Annishang's inner voice, sensed that An Nishang was quite happy and satisfied with his performance.

After seven rounds, his favorability with her had risen to 70%.

It seemed like a heaven-sent opportunity.

Chen Che's chest pressed tightly against An Nishang's back, and An Nishang could feel his gradually speeding heartbeat, her beautiful eyes slowly opening, full of allure: "I'm full, but if you still want to, you can continue yourself."

She didn't want to move at all, she just wanted to remain passive.

Her fair fingers stroked her face, and Chen Che suddenly felt a complex emotion towards the woman beneath him, resting his chin on An Nishang's shoulder, lips close to her skin, buzzing as he spoke: "I have something I want to tell you, but you must stay calm when I say it, don't kill me just like that... at least hear my explanation."

"Mm." An Nishang responded inattentively, even turning over in his arms, facing his chest, hugging his leg with her slender arms, pressing against his thigh.

Chen Che could feel An Nishang's breath flowing onto his chest.

She liked embracing him like this afterward.

On the bed, the independent queen was no different from ordinary women.

Even more attached to this kind of contrast, which was quite lovable.

Chen Che took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally in one go, listened to An Nishang's heart, and hugged her waist tightly, feeling her alluring skin trying to merge with him, as he said: "I am part of the Apocalypse Society."

"Mm, I know."

He was afraid that a hand would suddenly appear on his neck, and quickly added: "Don't get mad first, but that old me is already dead, I'm... huh? What did you say?"

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