MCDWTBS Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Can I have a hug, Male Parent?……

Chapter 60 Can I have a hug, Male Parent?……

Colean’s indifferent yet slightly teasing voice dissipated into the space. For a moment, the bedroom was silent enough to hear a pin drop, and Serra felt like his brain had exploded into fireworks, losing all sense of order for the first time.

His face was still half-resting on Edwin’s chest, and he couldn’t even feel Edwin’s breathing. He himself was holding his breath, his ears burning, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, afraid of agitating the female Chong who was holding him:

“Male parent is okay… that’s really great.”

Edwin’s arms around him suddenly loosened, and the female Chong moved away from the male Chong, her lowered face backlit, covered by her dark hair. Her voice was tight:

“Sorry…”

Edwin’s body was trembling with disbelief and embarrassment, causing him to cut off his voice immediately after saying those two words. He had never imagined being betrayed by his own body like this, just as he had never seriously considered being completely marked by a male Chong and having an inseparable affection for that male Chong.

Why did he become like this?

Towards his own Chong cub… He looked at his Chong cub’s body, sinking into that strange, shameless, and irresistible passion. He wallowed in it, worrying his Chong cub, allowing this dirty reaction to be exposed to his Chong cub’s eyes in the most inappropriate way.

What was he doing? What kind of male parent would do this? What kind of male parent would be in heat for his own Chong cub, so shameless and base? He had just promised his Chong cub love and protection, yet his body made such a dirty reaction. How could he still have the face to face his Chong cub?

In the world of the Chong, there wasn’t much shame, but Edwin couldn’t escape the clutches of shame—he coveted his male son, who had called him “male parent” countless times, embraced him purely countless times, and pulled him out of the abyss countless times.

Just because his cub had grown into an adult Chong, just because there was an accidental marking between them, he had such dirty thoughts about his pure Chong cub. He even—how could he?

The almost painful sense of shame, accompanied by the increasingly urgent throbbing in the female Chong’s lower abdomen, forced Edwin to cover his face with his hands, making an almost evasive gesture. He couldn’t believe he had really done such a thing. That was his Chong cub!

Even if he had many reasons, even if his body had betrayed him, he shouldn’t have done this! He loved his Chong cub so much, yet he desecrated that love in this way. How could he—this was immoral!

The dark-haired female Chong trembled slightly as if afraid of the cold. Serra, at this moment, didn’t have many complicated thoughts—even though he admitted that the moment he heard Edwin go into heat, a nearly joyful thought flashed through his mind, not just because Edwin’s body was no longer experiencing problems, but also because it might indicate that Edwin also had a trace of desire for him. Perhaps even if he was forever a Chong cub in Edwin’s mind, Edwin’s heart might have developed some different thoughts about him, which Edwin himself hadn’t even noticed.

But when Edwin retreated into the corner, covering his face with an evasive gesture, all that remained in Serra’s heart was heartache—he knew that his male parent wasn’t a Chong who was ashamed to face embarrassment or mistakes. In fact, Edwin had a lower level of socialization than the average Earthling, specifically manifested in his honesty about his emotions and goals. He never evaded.

Yes, Edwin would wear a mask of indifference under the pressure of power, unwavering, but his emotions were real. His understanding of emotions was infinitely close to a blank sheet of paper, and Serra was the Chong who colored his blank sheet of paper.

Now, Edwin was evading him in front of Serra because of his own unavoidable physical reaction. This was not only unlike him, but it also happened after he had just opened his heart to Serra, after he had just promised Serra unconditional love. Serra could imagine how much this small physical accident had hurt him, making his heart ache with tenderness:

“Male parent, listen to me, Colean just misspoke.”

The male Chong carefully sat next to the medical treatment facility, secretly hating himself for not adjusting the wristband’s voice output mode, and also blaming Colean’s overly blunt nature. He put the blame on Colean without the slightest guilt, completely forgetting his respectful demeanor when he called him “Dr. Colean.”

“I really liked it when male parent said you loved me… I haven’t been this happy in a long, long time. I thought male parent didn’t want me anymore…”

The male Chong’s voice was pitiful, with tears hidden in his eyes, his expression like the original chubby Chong cub begging for a hug. Serra had played the role of a cub for so long that he was quite familiar with this expression that evoked Edwin’s pity, but the soft and cute expression that originally looked adorable on the Chong cub’s chubby face only looked affectionate on the young male Chong’s handsome face. It didn’t look like a male son acting spoiled with his male parent at all.

Instead, it looked like a young man ardently professing his love beneath his lover’s window.

This obviously didn’t comfort the dark-haired female Chong; it only made her more silent. Edwin was almost facing away from Serra at this moment, and even the mental tendrils that he usually doted on were gently pushed away, rejected from his embrace.

Serra’s face looked aggrieved for a while, and when he realized that his original trick wasn’t working, he gradually restrained himself. He certainly knew that it wasn’t fair to use an adult soul to act spoiled with Edwin, a pure female Chong who was emotionally a blank sheet of paper, in an attempt to stimulate her maternal love. This foolproof trick had finally failed today, and it had even backfired, which could be considered karma.

Serra sighed softly and glanced at the data displayed on the medical treatment facility. The female Chong’s body temperature had dropped after the series of accidents, and her mental sea and physical condition were slowly recovering and nearing completion. This couldn’t help but make Serra breathe a sigh of relief. Even if he was rejected by Edwin a thousand times, it was better than Edwin having to endure the torment of illness. He was too terrified to see Edwin suffer any pain.

Silently instructing his mental tendrils to cover Edwin with a blanket and placing the energy fluid and nutrient injection next to Edwin’s bed, Serra murmured:

“Male parent, you rest well, I won’t bother you anymore. I need to go to Sky City; Colean’s patience is running out.”

“In the past few days, I’ve upgraded the Duke’s Mansion’s defense and robots. My mental energy has been woven into the code, so all the machines and defense systems will be very sensitive… I’ll come back as soon as possible, okay? After the negotiations with the church, Colean has no reason to attack us. He needs to maintain our cooperative relationship more now… but just in case. The Duke’s Mansion’s most advanced airships and fighter jets are in the underground vault. The password is your birthday. Protect yourself.”

Serra instructed, still unwilling to rest assured. After experiencing everything, his protectiveness towards Edwin had reached an unbelievable level. Separation anxiety almost made him restless and cold all over even before he stepped out of the door.

Yesterday, he was only conducting remote negotiations with the church in the studio next to the bedroom, and his tendrils were still wrapped around Edwin’s body. He already needed to stare at Edwin’s sleeping face for half the night to alleviate his anxiety. Now that he was going to Sky City, he didn’t know if he would lose his composure due to separation anxiety.

The last thing he needed to do now was to scare Edwin with his possessive and ugly appearance. Because Edwin was not only a female Chong living in his protection and nest, he was an imperial general, a star on the battlefield. He was his own strong and resilient being. Serra’s overprotection would only push him further and further away.

Thinking this in his heart, Serra tried to restrain his reluctance. He separated a tendril from his mental tendrils, letting it hide carefully in the shadows of the bedroom, watching over Edwin for him—to be honest, separating his own tendril didn’t feel good. It felt like forcefully pulling out one of his finger bones. The stinging pain that affected the soul made Serra have to turn his back to hide his pain from Edwin.

When the pain passed, he walked towards the cloakroom again. The daylight was bright, and the young male Chong’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long, powerful legs were perfectly reflected in Edwin’s eyes. He watched the young male Chong take out a set of jeweled cufflinks again, casually fastening them to his starched white cuffs. The blue veins on his wrist meandered under his skin, and Edwin knew that they held the intense and mellow scent of bourbon.

The young male Chong’s body was still developing, and his bones had already stretched out, but he wasn’t as broad as an adult male Chong. His waist was very thin, full of the explosive power of a cheetah, like a piece of uncut jade being carved, and Edwin could almost imagine how dazzling he would be when his wings were fully grown.

It was hard to see the weak shadow of the cub on him, but Edwin knew that it was that soft and lovely appearance that bore the weight he shouldn’t have borne and carried the fate of billions of Chong.

This was his Chong cub. His appearance changed his life, letting him know what dignity was, what warmth was, and what love was.

And he would never defile this love with blasphemous and dirty desires, exploit his Chong cub, or destroy his Chong cub.

When Serra finished dressing, he hesitated and came back, wanting to say goodbye to Edwin—if Edwin had fallen asleep again, he could watch Edwin’s sleeping face for a while longer.

Okay, he also knew that he was a bit of a pervert, but he couldn’t control himself. His separation anxiety was seriously bad. That tendril that he had ordered to hide in the shadows had already quietly climbed onto the medical treatment facility, presuming to probe into the blanket full of Edwin’s scent in a hidden way.

Serra’s stern eyebrows twitched, and he immediately wanted to separate another wisp of tendril to beat up the previous disobedient tendril, but he turned around and found Edwin standing in front of him, wearing a simple white robe.

Serra was startled, thinking that his secret perverted behavior had been discovered, and he stammered, “Male parent, why did you leave the medical treatment facility?”

Edwin raised his eyes, his blue eyes having regained their superficial calm, but his voice sounded even somewhat distant. But Serra knew him too well, and could see that there was still avoidance and shame hidden in his eyes.

“I’m going to Sky City with you.”

“Going with me?” Serra didn’t expect this, and echoed dumbly, before saying, “Male parent, Colean’s malice towards me is no less than the church’s malice. Your body hasn’t fully recovered, I don’t want to—”

“Last time, you didn’t tell me when you negotiated with the church. When I arrived, I watched you—”

In Edwin’s clear blue eyes, an emotion that could be called grief broke out, and his Adam’s apple trembled as he swallowed the second half of his sentence:

“If there’s anything, we’ll face it together.”

He said finally and simply, with an unshakable certainty on his face, like a warrior on the battlefield who advances without hesitation. And Serra’s heart was beating violently. As if he was bewitched, before he realized it, he was already standing in front of Edwin, his hands raised, wanting to embrace Edwin.

“Can I have a hug?”