Li Jue knew Chu Jiuer was deliberately provoking her.
She had done this kind of thing quite a few times in the past.
Yet this also gave her an excuse to punish Ying An.
What she had not expected was that before she even made a move, Ying An hugged her arm and began pitifully pleading for himself.
“I didn’t say that. It wasn’t me who said it. Sister is the best looking.”
The little one had seen that he was about to get beaten and was extremely anxious.
It was estimated that last time had left him with a considerable psychological shadow.
He was so afraid he was about to cry.
Looking at him, Li Jue even felt a little soft-hearted.
“Why is Xiao An so scared? Sister hasn’t even done anything yet.”
“I, I’m afraid you’ll hit me.”
“Then Sister will ask you—between Chu Jiuer and me, who is better looking?” Li Jue pinched his fair and tender little face as she asked.
“Of course it’s Sister. Sister is the best-looking girl in the whole world.”
“What a good boy. Then I’ll let you off for now. Go to sleep.”
***
“Welcome to order the Marlin housekeeping service next time. Remember to leave a good review, dear.”
After paying, Chu Jiuer gave five stars to the just-finished housekeeping service.
Last night she had played games until too late and completely forgotten that Ying An was coming today.
Only after finishing breakfast did she remember, and she hurriedly called for domestic cleaning to tidy up the mess that filled the entire house.
She had even specially placed an urgent order, noting that the speed must be fast, afraid that Ying An would see it and ruin the image of the gentle big sister she had in his eyes.
Ordinarily she never stepped out of the main gate or the second gate and could no longer remember how long it had been since she last had contact with a male.
Without realizing it she had even attracted the suspicion of being a shotacon.
When she heard Ying An obediently and cleverly call her Sister Jiuer, she actually felt a little flutter of spring in her heart.
“Although I called people to do it, I still worked hard myself.” Chu Jiuer let out a long sigh and tilted her head back onto the sofa.
She and Li Jue had completely different attitudes toward the human world.
Li Jue belonged to the type that was especially cold and indifferent toward both humans and demons, as if there was nothing in the entire world that could interest her—just like an ancient Cthulhu god.
Chu Jiuer, on the other hand, very much liked the various products of human society.
She liked drinking, loved snacks, played online games, watched movies and anime, and was often moved to tears by those entertainment works that Li Jue watched without any reaction.
She was a living image of a decadent and playful female university student who also happened to be very rich at home.
Knock knock knock.
Chu Jiuer had only lain down for a short while when the sound of knocking rang out outside.
She got up to open the door.
Ying An was standing outside, holding a box of papaya milk in his hands.
“Sister Jiuer, good morning.” He politely greeted her, then looked at Chu Jiuer’s attire and could not help freezing for a moment.
Noticing that he was looking at her, Chu Jiuer also realized she had forgotten to change her clothes.
She was currently wearing a loose and oversized white T-shirt, exposing half a shoulder, and the pink strap of her underwear could still be seen.
Her hair had also been left uncombed and was a mess.
Below she wore a short blue hot pants and a pair of cat-head patterned flip-flops—completely a shut-in outfit.
The last time they met she had worn a white cotton dress, a cat hairpin, white socks, and casual shoes—typical literary girl attire.
It was estimated that Ying An’s impression of her also remained at that appearance from back then.
This sudden change created a contrast.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Just leave it like this.
“Xiao An came so early. Quickly come in, quickly come in.”
Ying An walked into the house and at the same time handed the milk in his hands to her.
Chu Jiuer looked at it and froze for a moment, then asked, “What is this?”
“Sister said that when going to someone else’s house to play you have to bring a gift. She gave me money to buy a box of milk and specifically instructed me that I must buy the papaya flavor, saying it was more suitable for you—drink whatever to supplement whatever.”
Chu Jiuer felt her temple tightly furrow for a moment.
Of course she knew what Li Jue meant, yet she could not vent her anger on Ying An.
She could only take the box of milk from his hands, endure the anger, and still say thank you.
“Has Xiao An eaten breakfast?”
“Mm, I have.”
Chu Jiuer brought Ying An into her gaming room.
She had spent the majority of her time over the past few decades inside it.
Inside there was not only a set of gaming equipment worth over a hundred thousand, but the large boxes along the wall were also stuffed full of all kinds of snacks.
For a playful boy it was simply a paradise from a dream.
“Such a big screen, so much food.”
“Take whatever you want. If there’s anything else you want to eat, just tell Sister.”
“Mm, thank you, Sister Jiuer.”
Ying An casually took a pack of potato chips and opened it.
Chu Jiuer turned on the computer and asked him, “What game does Xiao An want to play?”
“Plants vs. Zombies.”
Still quite childlike… Chu Jiuer thought to herself.
He was actually still playing this old antique from twenty years ago.
Although it was a very classic masterpiece, in her eyes it was inevitably a bit childish.
She had originally wanted to show Ying An the various AAA masterpieces she had collected and completed, to let the little one see works that kept up with the times.
But then she thought that if Li Jue found out about her teaching Ying An to play games, she would absolutely not let her off easily, so she abandoned that idea.
After all, learning good things was hard, while learning bad things happened in a flash.
These past few years Li Jue had definitely spent large amounts of time and energy disciplining Ying An.
If he were led astray by her just like this, that foxfire she had refined for several thousand years was not something to joke about.
“Here, the game is downloaded. Don’t touch the other things on Sister’s desktop. If anything happens, tell Sister.”
“Okay, thank you, Sister.”
Chu Jiuer stroked his soft hair.
The boy was well-behaved and cute, and especially polite.
She understood Li Jue’s feelings more and more.
Looking at Ying An’s fair and tender little face, she could not help wanting to pinch it.
She recalled Li Jue’s previous words—if she wanted one, she should go adopt one from an orphanage herself.
Every time Chu Jiuer saw Ying An she would have this impulse, like raising an obedient little cat.
He was truly endearing.
When he grew up he could even be used as a boyfriend.
Yet this kind of thought never lasted too long.
She had witnessed all the hardships when Li Jue first brought Ying An back—feeding milk, feeding meals, changing diapers, coaxing him to sleep.
Every single one could torment a person until they were exhausted both physically and mentally.
Ying An still counted as very well-behaved and obedient.
If it were her, she might not necessarily draw such a good card.
Moreover, the vast majority of people’s lifespans did not exceed a hundred years.
In the eyes of demons like them who had lived for over a thousand years, it was only the snap of a finger.
The day of parting would not take long.
It would be a tragedy destined from the very beginning.
Therefore she had never been able to understand Li Jue’s thinking.
Chu Jiuer sat to the side and watched Ying An play games for a while.
She took a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and drank while, as expected by Li Jue, began to instigate him. “Can Xiao An drink alcohol? Want to try a taste?”
“No, no. If Sister finds out she’ll beat me.”
“It’s fine. She won’t know. I’ll help you hide it.”
“That still won’t do. Sister is very fierce. She rarely even allows me to drink cola. If she finds out I’ll be in a really miserable state.” Ying An seemed very afraid of Li Jue.
It was estimated that he was managed very strictly at home.
“Is Xiao An so afraid of her?”
“Mm.” Ying An nodded.
“Then does Xiao An like her?”
“Of course I like her.”
This answer was very unexpected to Chu Jiuer.
In a child’s eyes, fear and liking usually would not appear on the same person.
Yet he said, “Although Sister is very fierce, she is also the best person in the world. No—the best demon.”