Taming the Enemy (Bisexual)

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*Extra: 【Childbirth】The Ending

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Baldwin's mind was quite confused that night. He remembered that he got up in a daze and briefly placed Yaheng on the soft sofa beside him. At the same time, he tore off the dirty sheets. He made the bed instinctively and carried Yaheng to the bathroom to clean up.

The blond boy calmed down now. He was wrapped in a blanket, biting his finger, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Baldwin thought that Yaheng must have seen the sign that indicated a possible pregnancy. He, who had always been in the dominant position in their relationship, didn't know how to speak.

Unexpectedly, Yaheng did not rush up to him and beat and kick him like crazy, nor did he seek his comfort. On the contrary, Yaheng was very calm, as if the education he had received since childhood had finally become a weapon to protect him from the storms of life at this moment.

Yaheng obediently stretched out his hand when Baldwin stepped forward, letting the man turn on the shower in the bathroom to wash off the dirt on his body. The warm water washed over the small hole swollen by the semen, and Yaheng couldn't help shivering and letting out a slight moan.

But this time Baldwin was not easily aroused as usual. He looked very torn, his face solemn and silent, but his lower body was erect in a strange arc. It had been like this since he saw the pregnancy test stick. Yaheng was a little worried that he would get sick.

But Baldwin didn't care about him, he just took care of Yaheng wholeheartedly, or he could no longer feel the outside world, he just wrapped the clean Yaheng in a towel and held him in his arms. Until the two of them were surrounded by the soft bed, Baldwin's head was still buried in Yaheng's neck, and he sighed for a long time.

What was he going to say? Baldwin thought, since Yaheng was a boy, it was understandable that he had no children in his life.

We will go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. You give birth to the baby? But why do you have to give birth to this baby?

Besides, you are not mature enough, you have a lot of nagging problems, and you haven't even graduated from college. I think maybe you are going to run away again, and if you do, I completely understand you.

He thought about it again and again, and finally whispered into Yaheng's ear, word by word, "...If you don't want to have this child, I fully support you."

Yaheng seemed to be asleep, the soft flesh on his cheek pressed tightly against Baldwin's collarbone. He seemed not to have heard what he said at all, and soon a faint snoring sound was heard.

Baldwin paused and slowly closed his eyes.

The dirty sheets were in a corner of the room, and the pregnancy test stick that could change the trajectory of their lives was on the bedside cabinet, but Yaheng's body was hot and still in his arms.

With chaotic thoughts surrounding him, Baldwin fell asleep unknowingly.

Baldwin opened his eyes and found it dark in front of him. The heavy curtains in the bedroom prevented any light from coming in, giving the man the illusion that it was still early. However, he was startled by the empty space beside him.

He suddenly turned over and sat up, and Yaheng was no longer beside him.

Baldwin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. His brain was working fast at that moment. He could fully understand why Yaheng left, and he quickly came up with a plan - he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he would go to apologize. Of course, if Yaheng wanted to have an abortion or break up, he would accept his own decision.

The child is Yaheng's choice, and breaking up is a temporary solution. In any case, he will wait for the boy to come back at a place not too far from Yaheng.

Although he seemed rational, his hands were shaking and he tried to put on his pants twice before he could. He pulled open the curtains suddenly, and it turned out that it was already bright outside. The sunlight was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

Baldwin anxiously opened the bedroom door and walked out.

When he passed by the living room, he heard a noise and saw someone sitting on the sofa. He held his breath and walked forward with difficulty. He saw Yaheng was still wearing his pajamas, watching TV barefoot with potato chips in his arms.

Hearing the chaotic footsteps, Yaheng turned around curiously.

There was only confusion on the blond boy's face, no resentment. He looked at Baldwin, whose forehead was covered with sweat, and could not help but reveal a sarcastic smile, but felt embarrassed in the man's frightened gaze.

"Why...I'm just pregnant, I can eat potato chips." Yaheng thought it was because of the snacks and couldn't help but complain.

"You know..." Baldwin heard his own wooden voice.

"Of course, I'm not stupid." Yaheng shrugged, then he turned around and continued watching TV.

Baldwin slowly walked up to him, "We have to go to the hospital. Actually... you don't have to give birth to the baby."

"It's my business whether I give birth or not." Yaheng pulled the corner of his mouth towards him, revealing his fangs with a fake smile, "and you are just my slave."

That's a deal.

After experiencing the ups and downs, Baldwin wanted to laugh out loud, but his cheeks were numb from excessive breathing. He pursed his lips and felt his eyes a little sore for some reason.

But that was too embarrassing. Baldwin didn't say anything, but his body collapsed on the ground. He was on the carpet, and Yaheng was sitting on the sofa. They leaned together and watched TV.

Luckily, they can still watch TV together tomorrow.