After getting pregnant with a golden dragon cub, the fake daughter A blew up the entire interstellar

Chapter 164 The old golden dragon's uncontrollable desire for a mate caused its scales to burst forth.
As the supreme leader of the Zhenlin Empire, Chongming's StarNet account mainly consists of forwarding news about major changes in the empire.

In the more than 100 years since I registered my account, I haven't forwarded or posted things very frequently, and this is the first time I've posted about my private life online.

His video instantly went viral on StarNet, receiving countless reposts and comments from the people of the Zhenlin Empire.

"A 6-second video, a dozen dishes, and a picky, crisp female voice are like a bowl of dog food coming straight at me, forcibly shoved into my mouth."

"No, it wasn't that dog food was shoved into your mouth, it was that they pried open my mouth and poured dog food into it, and I actually thought it smelled delicious!"

"Even an excellent commander of Chongming is criticized and disliked. Suddenly, my heart feels balanced, and I feel super cute!"

"You're so cute, what balance? He's just showing off his love, telling you guys that even though he's so busy, he still finds time to cook for his partner. Don't be like those guys who only earn three or five thousand star coins a month and then use the excuse that they're too busy to even have a moment to breathe."

"Exactly, exactly. You males don't actually believe that the video posted by Commander Chongming was condemning his females, do you?"

"Excellent, excellent! The males' comprehension ability is truly astonishing. We must give them a thumbs up and express our admiration."

"Exactly, exactly. He deliberately recorded his own female voice in the video to show off his love, showing off our obvious affection."

"Look at the whole 6 seconds, his partner didn't even show a finger, just made a sound, a very clear and sweet sound, criticizing his cooking, just like she was whining. Who doesn't like that?"

“I like it. From his partner’s voice, I can imagine that his partner must be a petite, fair-skinned, innocent and beautiful little female. So, how can we steal the commander’s partner?”

"Waaaaah, Commander Chongming is suddenly being so down-to-earth, especially with females around. My heart is sinking."

"Look, Commander Chongming is busy with countless affairs, yet he still has time to cook for his partner. Look at some other males, when you ask them to cook a dish or take care of a child, their excuse is always 'too busy.'"

"Alright, let's see which male can still give an excuse for being busy in the future. No matter how busy or how awesome you are, can you be busier or more awesome than Commander Chongming?"

"Yes, I've already grabbed my husband and shoved the video right in his face. He's now obediently taking care of the kids."

"Hahaha, that's the feeling I'm looking for. From now on, whenever any male complains about how hard it is to make money, just throw this video of Commander Chongming in their face and point your finger at them and yell at them."

"That's right, I'm having dinner with my husband. You're all envious, so be it! The picture has been photoshopped!"

Some fans took a screenshot from the video and photoshopped themselves into the picture, creating the illusion that they were having dinner with their idol, Commander Chongming.

The bustling StarNet was filled not only with StarNet members from the Zhenlin Empire, but also with StarNet members from other star systems and countries. They all joined in being fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), realizing that Commander Chongming was not out of reach and that he had become quite adorable.

Jiang Chacha was unaware of everything that was happening online. She went through all twenty-odd items on the table, even complaining that the juice was too concentrated and the fruit was cut too big.

From beginning to end, except for the few seconds when he posted the video and the article, Chongming spent the rest of the time eating, listening and watching her.

After she finished speaking, he put some meat on her plate: "Okay, I'll remember that. I'll definitely improve next time. Here, eat more."

Jiang Chacha felt like she'd punched a soft cotton ball; she couldn't find a trace of impatience on his face, so he could only continue eating noisily.

The portions were neither too much nor too little. We finished about half of the ginger tea, and then finished off the rest of Chongming.

After finishing their meal, Chongming received a call and spoke for about 10 minutes in front of Jiang Chacha. After hanging up, he took her for a walk.

After a 45-minute walk after dinner, just as darkness fell, the palace was brightly lit. Chongming led Jiang Chacha to the palace garden.

The trees in the garden are all straight, some so thick that one person cannot encircle them, and some so thick that several people cannot encircle them.

Each tree is hundreds or thousands of years old. The arrival of Jiang Chacha makes the trees move without wind, and the leaves rustle.

In the very center of the garden stood a nutritious fruit tree that several people couldn't encircle. As Jiang Chacha approached the tree, fruit began to fall from its branches.

The golden, nutritious fruits fell all over the ground, but none of them hit her, and they were mostly intact with little damage.

Jiang Chacha shouted happily, "Chongming, this tree is dropping fruit for me to eat! Quick, help me pick up the fruit!"

This was the first time Chongming had ever seen a fruit tree drop good fruit on its own without human intervention, instead of dropping rotten fruit.

He took a box out of his spatial storage, bent down, and began picking up nutrient fruits from the ground.

Jiang Chacha patted the nutrient fruit tree: "Thank you, that's enough, no need for any more to fall, I can't eat much."

"You are so big, so beautiful, so handsome! Keep it up, you will surely live for a thousand years, ten thousand years, and become the sweetest nutritious fruit tree." The huge nutritious fruit tree swayed its branches, and a nutritious fruit the size of a palm fell down.

Jiang Chacha reached out and caught it, and it landed perfectly in her palm, just like a nutritious fruit tree understanding words of encouragement and expectation.

Jiang Chacha picked up a fruit and took a bite. It was seven parts sweet and three parts sour, which suited her taste perfectly. She looked up at the tree and said, "Thank you. Your fruit is so sweet. I like it very much."

The huge, nutritious fruit tree rustled its leaves, as if responding to her words.

Chongming, who was picking up fruit from the ground, kept glancing at Jiang Chacha out of the corner of his eye. In that brief moment, he felt that she could communicate with the tree.

The ancient trees in the palace gardens, some hundreds or even thousands of years old, all adore her; on windless nights, their branches and leaves sway constantly.

Jiang Chacha ate the nutritious fruit in her hand, then bent down and picked up the fruit with Chongming. She put all the fruit, good and bad, into the box.

She liked all the gifts the fruit trees gave her, good or bad; she wanted them all and could eat them to absorb their nutrients.

After collecting two large boxes of nutritious fruits, Jiang Chacha put them into her personal storage space and happily left.

Chongming followed a step behind her, watching her skipping figure and smelling a delicate fragrance.

The fragrance was like the scent of the flower that fell from Jiang Chacha's head, but she didn't have a flower on her head now. The fragrance was emanating from her body. It wasn't there when I picked her up, nor when we were eating. It started to appear the moment she bent down to pick up the fruit, and it grew stronger and stronger.

Smelling the fragrance, his supernatural abilities stirred, and his mental energy seemed to be soothed and calmed, making him feel so comfortable that he wanted to transform into his beast form.

Chongming suppressed his urge to transform into his beast form and followed Jiang Chacha back to their lodging palace. In an instant, their bedroom was filled with her fragrance.

Even when she went to the bathroom to wash up, the fragrance lingered for a long time, emanating faintly from the bathroom.

Chongming took out the flower with white petals and yellow stamens. The flower was in full bloom, as fresh as if it were on a tree branch.

Jiang Chacha spent half an hour washing up in the bathroom, completely unaware that the barrier she had cast had dissipated, and the fragrance of flowers and tea emanated from her entire body.

When she opened the bathroom door, a rich blend of floral and tea scents wafted from the bathroom to the bedroom, from the bedroom window, and spread throughout the entire palace and into the distance.

Chongming smelled the sudden, rich aroma, and his golden eyes, which were fixed on Jiang Chacha, suddenly darkened. He tightened his grip on the tablet, stood up, and walked to her. "This is information about the White Wolf Clan's other important criminal suspects besides your biological parents, for your mission in a few days. Take a look and remember their appearance and their abilities."

Jiang Chacha took the tablet he handed her: "Okay."

The closer he got to her, the more fragrant she smelled, an aroma that amplified his desire for her, making him want to be close to her, to be close to her, to hold her, to kiss her…

Chongming's ears turned red, and he took two steps back: "I'm going to wash up."

Jiang Chacha didn't even look at him, just said "oh," picked up the tablet, and walked towards the bed.

Chongming watched as she sat cross-legged on the bed, her tablet resting on her lap, her long, black hair cascading down, intently studying the tablet. He then went to the bathroom.

In the past, we would take warm baths, but now warm baths are no longer an option. Instead, we put ice cubes in the bathtub, adding ice to cold water.

The washroom wasn't particularly big or small. Jiang Chacha had washed up in it before, and the lingering floral fragrance was persistent and pervasive.

The fragrance of flowers tormented Chongming, causing the golden dragon scales on his body to bulge out. He had to soak in cold water with ice for a full half hour to suppress the bulging dragon scales and subdue his craving for ginger tea.

Jiang Chacha carefully read through the information Chongming had given her about several key members of the White Wolf Clan suspected of crimes. They were all related to the fake heiress, and their superpowers were all above level 3S, including speed and roaring abilities.

However, for her, in all the time she's been here, apart from Chongming, she hasn't found anyone else she can't defeat.

Jiang Chacha put down the tablet, lay down on the bed, and placed her hand on her belly. The babies inside her belly nudged her hand with their heads and bodies.

Chongming, feeling icy cold, put on a black bathrobe. The belt was already tied securely, but when he walked to the mirror, he saw the teeth marks Jiang Chacha had left on his neck.

He stopped, loosened the tightly fastened belt, tugged at the robe covering his chest to reveal his chest, left the washroom and entered the bedroom, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the bed, his feet automatically walking towards it.

The dragon scales he had suppressed with cold water, ice cubes, and sheer willpower resurfaced, appearing on his chest, neck, and face.

The suppressed desire for Jiang Chacha crumbled the moment he saw her.

Hearing footsteps, Jiang Chacha sat up abruptly, her gaze fixed on Chongming, her heart pounding: "Chongming, you have dragon scales on your neck, chest, and face. What happened to you? Did your powers flare up?"