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

Chapter 262 The son's father was so serious it made one blush, hahaha.
Jiang Chacha placed her hand on his chest, feeling his beating heart.

Her heart, for no apparent reason, skipped a beat.

She tried to pull her hand away, but Chongming held it tightly, preventing her from doing so.

His hands were large, warm, and strong, and his eyes were filled with an aggressive, surging love as he gazed at Jiang Chacha!
Jiang Chacha stared at him for a long while, swallowed, and suddenly thought of the night he served her. She blurted out, "Come on, your skills in serving people are nothing to brag about."

"I want to live for another two years, I don't want you to kill me!"

That night with her, he broke all the branches off her tree.

Her tree broke, not because she broke it intentionally; it would be difficult for an ordinary person to break it.

The old mudskipper spent the night with her, acting recklessly and barking wildly. His technique was terrible, and he even broke her tree branch. Who wants him to serve her?

Chongming's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned slightly: "Did I hurt you?"

Jiang Chacha got angry when this was mentioned: "Otherwise what? Don't you know how much strength you have?"

Chongming asked nervously, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Jiang Chacha chuckled sarcastically, "It's not too late for you to know now."

Chongming's golden eyes deepened: "Yes, it's not too late. I'll relearn and promise to serve you comfortably next time, without..."

Jiang Chacha refused: "Hey, hey, stop now, there won't be a next time."

Chongming didn't stop there. He took advantage of the situation, put his arm around her waist, pulled her closer to him, lowered his head to her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "If there's a next time, give me another chance, and I'll definitely study hard again."

“Jiang Chacha, I’m very smart. I can learn anything just by watching it once. I’ll learn how to serve you 10 times, 20 times, until you are satisfied.”

Jiang Cha Cha: “!!!!”

No, why is she so close to him?
His voice is so hoarse, is that a foul?

Her heart had just skipped two beats, and now it was racing uncontrollably.

What, does she expect him to serve her?

Among the male demons of the demon race—whether they were cold, handsome, dashing, androgynous, or even more beautiful than female demons—she never felt her heart race as much as she did when facing this dragon.

Bah! Who cares if he serves her? She's going back to the demon realm with her children, she doesn't want to stay here and be served by him.

Jiang Chacha wanted to get away from him, but she couldn't break free. The heat from his body, which had just finished training, rushed directly onto her through his clothes.

She had just finished washing up, felt refreshed, and changed out of her pajamas; she could have gone to the isolation ward for infections or gone for a stroll.

Now look at him, standing so close to her as if she's the one who's hot: "You learn? Who are you going to learn from? Why should I give you a chance?"

Chongming selectively listened to her: "I'll learn from you, we'll discuss it together, until you're most satisfied."

Jiang Chacha herself didn't realize her face was red and she was getting agitated: "Who wants to discuss this with you? Let me go, or I'll hit you."

Chongming held her hand to his lips, kissing it while looking at her with an aggressive gaze: "If you won't discuss it with me, I'll discuss it myself, I'll learn it myself, and I'll come to you again after I've learned it."

He, he, he, he, he, he, he's pushing his luck.

Put your arm around her waist and kiss her hand.

I need to learn from her experience and discuss things with her.

What's there to discuss?

Jiang Chacha's eyes widened like eggs, her mind a complete blank. It took her a long time to recall her technique of shrinking the distance and dodging.

Unable to break free from him, she channeled her magic, silently reciting a teleportation spell, and escaped his grasp, disappearing from his bedroom.

Chongming looked at his empty hands, then glanced around the bedroom. She wasn't there; she had run out.

She doesn't accept him, doesn't date him, doesn't register for marriage with him, doesn't let him touch the cubs, and doesn't let him hold her because he's terrible at taking care of people.

Yes, it's good to find the root cause.

Chongming took out a branch he had picked up after spending the night with Jiang Chacha at the hotel from his spatial storage.

The leaves on the branches have been specially treated to retain their original appearance, being a mix of green and yellow.

He gazed at the branch, and even though it had undergone special treatment and no longer emitted its fragrance, he still brought it to his nose and inhaled its aroma…

Jiang Chacha used her shrinking technique to teleport to the palace kitchen.

The busy chefs in the kitchen were startled: "Miss Jiang, what brings you here? What would you like to eat?"

Jiang Chacha was still wearing her pajamas and pajama bottoms, but thankfully her hair was tied up, so she didn't look too disheveled: "Please cook all the ingredients you prepared for today, whether it's breakfast, lunch, or dinner, and pack them up for me!"

"Oh, right, there's no need to send food to your commander. He's not eating today; he's taking nutrient solutions. I'll wait for you outside, thank you."

The chefs exchanged glances, and the person in charge of the kitchen replied, "Miss Jiang, we have a lot of ingredients prepared. If we cook them all, we won't be able to finish in one day. What do you think..."

Jiang Chacha exclaimed and glanced at her personal terminal: "I can't finish it all today. I'll just work until 8 o'clock and do as much as I can."

The person in charge of the kitchen replied, "Okay, okay, we'll try to make as much as possible. Please wait outside for a moment."

Jiang Chacha nodded, left the kitchen, and went outside. Not far from the kitchen, she found a secluded spot, squatted down, and pulled off her neatly tied high ponytail. She vigorously rubbed her hair, wondering what was going on.

That old mudfish Chongming is acting like he's taken the wrong medicine, indulging in ruts and seeking pleasure regardless of the time or place.

She's not some stunning beauty, why bother asking her? Go ask someone else. So many people in the M31 galaxy have a crush on him; he could just shout and someone would come running. No, she can't stay here. She has to go back to her own mountain, her own mountain, where there isn't a house she likes.

Jiang Chacha turned on her personal terminal and suddenly found a message from Deputy Ai, informing her that they had found an architect, entered the mountain she had purchased, arrived at the location she had specified, and begun designing and planning the construction of the wooden house.

Jiang Chacha replied with a thank you after reading the message, inwardly cursing Chongming, that old mudfish, for being so fast.

Chongming had just taken off his clothes and was completely naked when he received a message from the kitchen before he even entered the bathroom.

He confirmed that Jiang Chacha was in the kitchen, and notified them to prepare more food for her and pack it up.

Jiang Chacha thought that Chongming didn't know she was hiding outside the kitchen, but little did she know that her every move was being reported to him by people in the palace.

Freedom and secrecy are completely absent.

However, Sui Xuanchu and the other seven received a message from Jiang Chacha, telling them not to eat breakfast, as she would bring them food when she returned.

They worked as temporary patrolmen, patrolling for three hours at a time, taking turns. When they were hungry, they ate nutritional supplements or nutrient solutions. Jiang Chacha said she would bring them breakfast, and everyone was overjoyed and eagerly awaiting it.

Jiang Chacha couldn't squat any longer, so she plopped down on the ground. With a big tree overhead, flower bushes behind her, and a lush green lawn beneath her, she felt safe and secluded. She lay down on the lawn and took a nap.

She woke up to a bright and sunny day, but the sunlight didn't reach her. She was a tree and loved the sunlight the most. She was angry that the sunlight was blocked from her: "You're blocking my sunlight, Your Highness!"

Chongming, dressed in a crisp military uniform, squatted down in front of her, completely shielding her from the sunlight: "If you like the sun, there's a sunroom in the palace. I'll take you there next time."

Jiang Chacha propped herself up and sat up: "No, I just like sunbathing like this. I don't like sunrooms or anything like that."

How could he beg for her love, desire, hugs, and touches while acting like nothing was wrong, without even blushing or panting?

They even told him in a serious tone that he should learn to serve people and find someone to practice with. Look at him, he's so capable, he'll take a little credit and start a business.

Chongming extended his hand to her: "It's okay if you don't like the sunroom. If you like this kind of environment, I'll get one for you somewhere else."

Jiang Chacha ignored his hand, got up by herself, and patted the grass clippings off her clothes: "Thank you, but you don't need to."

Chongming stood up and said, "It's alright. Just let me know when you need it. Let's go, I'll take you to the military headquarters."

Jiang Chacha didn't want to be with him: "I haven't eaten yet, and I haven't packed my food. I need to go to the kitchen."

Chongming took out a spatial button from his spatial button and waved it in front of her eyes: "The food you asked the kitchen to pack is all here."

Jiang Chacha stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."

Chongming placed it in her hand: "Let's go to the quarantine area for infected individuals."

Jiang Chacha grasped the spatial button: "You go first, I'll go back and change my clothes."

Chongming grabbed her wrist: "I've already brought you clothes. You can change on the aircraft. Let's go."

Jiang Cha Cha: “!!!!”

No, has he taken the wrong medicine? He keeps pulling her, hugging her, and embracing her. Does he think she can't beat him and is taking advantage of her?
Chongming pulled her to the front of the aircraft, opened the back door, and let her in.

The aircraft has a large space. The cockpit is completely separated from the rear. There are seats and compartments in the rear, so people can walk, lie down, or sit.

Jiang Chacha took the military combat uniform from Chongming, glared at him fiercely, and went to the compartment at the back of the aircraft to change her clothes.

Her waist-length black hair was styled into a bun, encircled by a flame stick. Five-colored flames swirled around the flame ring, making her even more beautiful.

Jiang Chacha came out of the cubicle, and Chongming stared at the privacy screen on his lap without looking up, as if he hadn't heard her come out.

As soon as Jiang Chacha sat down, he reached out and handed her a glass of water, his eyes still fixed on his computer screen.

Jiang Chacha took the water, which was a bit cold. She gulped it down, handed the cup back to him, and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Is he really that busy, multitasking?

Chongming took the cup back and put it into the spatial button, replying, "I'm watching a simulation to learn from the experience."

Jiang Chacha exclaimed in surprise: "With your skill level, you're still watching simulated battles and learning from experience? Are you not planning to leave any way out for others?!"

Chongming raised his voice slightly: "Why should I leave a way out for others when I haven't even learned it myself? If others have a way out, then I won't?"

"I want to make the most of every minute to learn from simulated combat, so that I can achieve a great victory and win favor in the actual combat."

Jiang Chacha looked completely bewildered: "???"

He got into a fight with someone and still managed to win their favor?

Is he crazy, or is the other person crazy?
Jiang Chacha leaned back in her chair: "Okay, you can continue watching."

Chongming teased her, as if trying to entice her: "Aren't you curious about what kind of simulated combat I'm watching? Why don't you come and take a look?"

Jiang Chacha hesitated. He really piqued her curiosity. After struggling for a moment, she moved closer to him and peeked at his computer screen.

To give her a better view, Chongming moved the tablet closer to her.

Jiang Chacha stared intently, her pupils constricting. "You, surnamed Zhong, what...what are you looking at?"

Chongming finally lifted his eyelids to look at her, and opened his mouth in a deep and serious voice: "Two-person simulated combat, commonly known as 'mating' record. You said that I served you and I was not comfortable. I have reflected deeply on this. It is true that I cannot serve you well if I have no experience!"

"Therefore, I need to make time to study, study hard, and study diligently. If you'd like to study with me, I'd be more than happy to do so!"

(End of this chapter)