The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 127: Please Enjoy

After the family dinner, Lynn led the whole group back home.

Although Natasha was extremely reluctant, it wouldn’t be fair to leave Helena alone at the Imperial Palace to handle affairs.

Thus, when Lynn’s family returned home, one person and one dragon were missing from the group.

The dragon naturally went back to the Imperial Palace to accompany her good sister Natasha, and the person missing was Catherine.

This time, she didn’t stay over at Lynn’s house because Xiya and Cleia were going to stay at her place that night. As the host, she needed to return to entertain them.

If it were only Xiya, it wouldn’t really matter if she went back or not. After all, Xiya could sleep anywhere, even in a doghouse. But Cleia was also there. Although her relationship with Cleia wasn’t as close as with Xiya, they were still somewhat related, as her uncle was also a Windsor.

"With Catherine mom not here, can I sleep with Xiya mom tonight?"

Little Yuri tugged at Lynn’s sleeve, eagerly asking him to assign a mom to sleep with her. Since all the moms belonged to dad, she definitely needed his permission for someone to accompany her.

"Of course, it’s okay. Tonight, you sleep with Xiya mom, and dad will sleep with your Vivian mom."

Lynn squatted down to hug Little Yuna, who was about to climb over the fence, then hugged Little Yuri and helped her with mom allocation.

"Huh? What?"

Vivian, who had the least presence and always considered herself a pretty vase, was first stunned for a second when Lynn suddenly named her, and then she was shocked by Lynn’s arrangement.

Was she really going to have to sleep over that night? She hadn’t even brushed her teeth... no, she wasn’t ready yet.

"If Vivian is scared, then you sleep with Little Yuri, I’ll accompany Lynn,"

Seeing Vivian’s adorably confused look, Xiya patted Little Yuri’s round head and offered to take her place.

After all, this day was bound to come sooner or later. Her plan with Lynn was to marry first and fall in love later. In crucial moments, she could stand in for a scared sister.

She hadn’t really thought it would happen so soon. She expected it to drag on for at least a year or two. But since Lynn had this need, she could meet it ahead of time.

It was slightly regrettable that she hadn’t had the chance to genuinely fall in love with him. This kind of first time seemed less than perfect, but nine out of ten things in this world don’t go as planned—it’s impossible for everything to be perfect.

Of course, the regret was just a tiny bit. Choosing Lynn as her man was something she never regretted. She lacked true love but not goodwill and determination.

"No... there’s no need, Xiya. Didn’t you say you haven’t fallen in love with Lynn yet? If that’s the case, being with him would be regrettable... I’ll handle it myself. I’ve truly fallen for Lynn!"

Vivian spoke softly and nervously, stuttering a bit, but Xiya could hear the resolve in her voice, as if she had mentally prepared herself.

"Well... be careful then."

Xiya thought for a moment, nodded at Vivian, recognizing her courage.

"Uh-huh! I’ll double my caution."

Upon hearing this, Vivian nodded twice cutely, and made a "cheer up" gesture to herself.

"Hey hey hey, what do you guys take me for? A big bad wolf or a hungry tiger? Don’t make it sound like I’m someone who’d eat people."

Lynn was standing right there, looking harmless, yet in Xiya and Vivian’s conversation, he appeared like a Demon who could swallow a beautiful girl whole.

"Because you do eat us, don’t you?"

Xiya glanced at Lynn, and if her pupils weren’t green, she would have rolled her eyes. You’ve arranged sleepovers; why pretend to be innocent now?

"I’ve mentioned before that unless you’re willing, I won’t make any excessive demands. Are you doubting my character?"

Lynn was indignant, blowing his nose and glaring, quite displeased with his two wives looking down on him like that.

"But you clearly said that..."

Vivian protested quietly, like a little kitten intimidated by a big cat.

"I just want to sleep hugging a soft, fragrant wife, not necessarily do anything. It’s you with the unhealthy thoughts!"

With that, Lynn grabbed Vivian forcefully into a hug—not that forcefully, as Vivian wasn’t resisting.

In any case, Lynn dominantly hugged Vivian, then kissed her on the cheek, turning the timid little kitty from white to red, visually quite striking.

"I’ve made the arrangements: no pushing and pulling. Tonight, Vivian sleeps with me; tomorrow night, it’s Xiya’s turn! I’m not forcing you, but a little taste of sweetness isn’t too much to ask, right? We sort of have an official relationship."

It was somewhat bold of Lynn to say that, considering he hadn’t formally married them. There was no actual official relationship, just that they agreed when Little Yuri and Little Yuna called them moms.

"Is that so? Are you sure you can control yourself?"

Vivian didn’t dare say it, but Xiya could, and if it weren’t for Little Yuna watching curiously and Little Yuri staring with wide eyes, Xiya would have been even bolder and more detailed in her questioning.

"You don’t understand. If someone has experienced it before, they definitely can’t resist. But someone like me with strong willpower can still maintain control."

Saying this, Lynn patted his chest, confidently making his promise.

"Ah!"

For the first time, Vivian screamed loudly, then looked at Lynn with a very aggrieved expression.

If you’re making a promise with chest pats, couldn’t you pat your own chest?

"Cough, cough, go wash up and get some rest. It’s been a busy day, and you’re probably tired."

Lynn lightly coughed twice, ignoring Vivian’s pitiful presence, instead cockily leading his little girlfriend to his bedroom.

Xiya shook her head with a smile, not sure if Lynn was being childish or just his true nature.

Anyway, she didn’t dislike it and found him unexpectedly cute.

After that, Little Yuna reluctantly climbed over the fence to accompany her grandmother, while Little Yuri was coaxed to sleep by Xiya, and in Lynn’s master bedroom, on the big bed, lay the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit. The little white rabbit had deliberately washed up nicely so it wouldn’t taste bad if the big bad wolf decided to "eat."

"Please... enjoy."

When Lynn embraced her, little white rabbit Vivian weakly whispered.

Then Lynn didn’t hold back, cuddling little white rabbit to his heart’s content...