CHAPTER 112: 108 EXPOSURE

Tian Sangsang took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to scream out loud, because doing so would wake her son who was deep in his dreams.

But at this moment, her angelic and innocent son was being subjected to an indescribable offense.

By the green wooden window, on the wooden bed, little bundle Meng Shuyan, lying on his side with eyes tightly shut, was curled up peacefully, unmoving. Meanwhile, Little Milk Tea’s eyes glinted, a mischievous smile flashed on her face, and suspicious drool was dripping onto the sheets. The chubby little white dog waggled her tail exuberantly, reached out her fluffy little paw, and poked Meng Shuyan’s tender, childlike face. So soft! She gave it another touch.

Her paw moved upward to his eyes, brushing Meng Shuyan’s jet-black, long, curled lashes with her white fur.

Next, it went toward his slanted, sharp brows.

And then higher, to his fluffy, curly hair.

Touching and touching, it was never enough.

Suddenly, her paw moved down, pinching Meng Shuyan’s little nose while unabashedly admiring his jelly-like lips. Little Milk Tea pursed her dog mouth, slowly, slowly inching toward the boy’s lips.

"Mwah!" A loud smooch.

Oh my! What on earth was this alien creature, this shameless pervert! After stealing a kiss, her naughty paw slid downward—

[Zerg Third Prince: No, Alice, my Alice! Are my handsome, dashing, suave, elegant, devilishly charming, and explosively cool qualities not enough compared to some ancient fellow?]

[Galactic Guardians Captain: Give it up, pal! Our Federation’s Princess isn’t someone you can covet! Interracial love is doomed to failure!]

[Zerg Third Prince: What? I never go into battle in my real form, always wearing a disguise. How did you see through my disguise to my true identity?]

[Galactic Guardians Captain: You idiot, your disguise gave everything away. But (stroking chin) ... so you really are the Zerg Third Prince.]

[System: Target located, initiating search... Enemy is straight ahead...]

[System: Defeating the Zerg is just around the corner; their descendants are too foolish.]

[System: Princess Alice is preparing to grace the Blue Star’s little prince; hurry, hurry, I can’t wait any longer.]

[System: Oh, our mighty Princess! Go for it! Secure a successor for our Federation soon.]

[System: Princess, look behind you...]

[System: Prayer and condolences.]

[System: Princess, stop your paw. Your mother-in-law is here.]

[System: Alice, check the chat, check the chat ahhh...]

[System: Oh, may the cosmic gods bless you!]

"Little Milk Tea." The voice sounded like it came from the devil in hell. Little Milk Tea’s paw trembled, her back stiffened. When she turned, she was confronted by Tian Sangsang’s "kind" smile.

"Woof... um."

Before she could bark a few more times, a hand emerged from the darkness and covered her dog mouth while her tail was grabbed. She was carried toward the door. Little Milk Tea squirmed, desperately trying to sneak one last glance at Meng Shuyan.

But the hellish door was mercilessly shut. Oh no, my little prince...

"Well, now, Little Milk Tea, you dared to mess with my son. Heh heh." Tian Sangsang, still smiling peacefully, flashed a bloodthirsty grin and said, "Today, I’ll make sure to neuter you. Let’s see if you dare to pull this nonsense again."

Little Milk Tea widened her dog eyes, pitifully shaking her head.

"Now you think of begging for mercy? Too late." Tian Sangsang casually picked up the kitchen knife from the stove but then quickly set it down, contemplating, "No, I can’t dishonor the kitchen knife." She secured Little Milk Tea with one hand and grabbed a hoe with the other.

Little Milk Tea trembled violently, kicking her legs repeatedly, attempting to escape with despairing dog cries filling the air.

Zhao Chun, disturbed by the commotion, hobbled into the main room with a cane. Her eyes sparkled as she hesitantly asked, "Tian Sangsang, what are you doing?"

Tian Sangsang smiled sweetly, "She sullied my son. I’m going to neuter her."

Zhao Chun caught the key word: Neuter?

"Wait, hold on, you can’t neuter her..."

Before Zhao Chun could finish, Tian Sangsang had already flipped Little Milk Tea around, and then realization struck.

"I was just about to say, she’s female..." Zhao Chun paused.

Tian Sangsang was speechless. They had lived together for days, yet she hadn’t realized Milk Tea was a girl?

Seizing Tian Sangsang’s momentary distraction, Little Milk Tea gathered her strength, broke free from her future mother-in-law’s grasp, leapt down gracefully, and vanished out the door.

That speed, wow!!!

"This dog has turned into a spirit." Tian Sangsang, having survived time-travel and rebirth in space, wasn’t overly surprised. However, encountering a dog demon was a first for her; she was more familiar with cat demons.

Tian Sangsang shook her head to herself, then walked to the stove, intending to stir up a fire to prepare a meal. Zhao Chun followed behind her silently, stealing glances now and then, clearly wanting to say something but hesitating.

"Spit it out. What is it?"

The sudden question startled Zhao Chun. She took out a sheet of paper from behind her and softly said, "This is the sheet music I just wrote for Daybreak; can you take a look and see if it’s accurate?"

"Oh." Tian Sangsang stretched out a hand to take it, casually scanning it.

"What do you think?" Zhao Chun’s eyes were full of anticipation.

"I don’t understand it."

"Huh? How could you not understand it?"

"I didn’t study music." Tian Sangsang spoke honestly. Truth be told, she admired Zhao Chun for being able to write out such a long sheet of music after hearing her sing. That was impressive. But honestly, she really couldn’t make sense of it—all those 1234567s, 7654321s, ’secret method’, ’soul’, ’rushing diarrhea’—it was gibberish.

Zhao Chun looked disappointed, dropping her gaze. Tian Sangsang asked, "Why are you writing sheet music?"

"Such a nice song deserves to be shared with the world. I plan to team up with my classmates to arrange the music based on your singing. Once it’s composed and the music is added, only then will it be a complete song. Of course, I need your permission. Do you agree?" Zhao Chun’s eyes sparkled, her voice slightly shy.

"If you insist." Tian Sangsang replied.

Zhao Chun shivered slightly.

"But with just one listen, are you sure your sheet music is correct?"

Zhao Chun scratched his head and looked up at her with doe-like clear eyes, "Could you sing it again? Honestly, I only managed to remember seventy or eighty percent. If you sing it again, I can remember one hundred percent."

Tian Sangsang hesitated: "Now?"

Zhao Chun made a sound of agreement, looking a bit aggrieved and pitifully gazed at her, "I’ll be leaving soon..."

"Tonight at eight, by the abandoned house, you and the vice secretary?"

Zhao Chun nodded. "Not that soon, but yes, soon. Once the vice secretary finds out, I won’t be able to escape. Besides, my leg hasn’t healed yet, so where can I even run to? Other than Tian Sangsang’s house giving me a sense of security, there’s only my own home. I can’t just run away again—what if I encounter Chen Biao..."

Speaking of Chen Biao, Zhao Chun asked, "When was the last time you reported Biao’s situation to the vice secretary?"