Liu Ruoxi frowned slightly, lost in thought. After a long while, she said, “You don’t need to overthink things or make so many assumptions. It’s meaningless. You were born by me, and that is a fact.”
“As for your hypothetical scenarios, have you considered another angle? If it were someone else, would they have these kinds of thoughts or this kind of personality? If he were a normal-thinking child, do you think I would have the same kind of relationship with him as I do with you?”
Yang Haoran fell silent. If his master, Ji Youxi, hadn’t changed him, even if “he” had abnormal thoughts, a person with lustful intentions but no courage would absolutely have no chance to lay a finger on his mother.
Just as his mother said, there aren’t so many what-ifs. Everyone is unique. It’s like a fork in the road of life—every choice leads to a completely different path.
After understanding this, Yang Haoran caressed his mother’s full, soft belly. Nowadays, her belly wasn’t as smooth and flat as before. When he touched it, there was a noticeable slight bulge. It seemed like she had gained weight, yet her slender willow-like waist remained as slim as ever.
“Mom, when will your belly get bigger?”
Yang Haoran had wicked thoughts, but Liu Ruoxi was unaware of what he was thinking. She said, “It’s still early. Usually, it becomes noticeably obvious around three to four months. Why do you ask?”
Seeing his mother looking at him with confusion, Yang Haoran grinned mischievously, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, “Mom, I want to fuck you when you have a big belly…”
“Get lost… What are you saying?!”
Liu Ruoxi pushed her son away, her phoenix eyes glaring at him coldly. “How can you be so perverted?”
Yang Haoran quickly explained, “Don’t worry, Mom, it won’t affect the baby. I’ll just play with your backside.”
Her backside? At first, Liu Ruoxi didn’t make the connection, but when she realized what he meant, her beautiful face instantly flushed bright red. She stared at Yang Haoran with a mix of shame and anger. “Are you asking for a beating?”
Yang Haoran felt a bit intimidated by his mother’s angry expression, but then he thought about it—even though they were at home, it was just the two of them, so it was a private setting.
Feeling a bit more confident, he pretended to be righteous and said, “Mom, after you give birth, you’re going to be my fleshlight. You promised me. If you don’t let me break in your backside now, how will you wear anal plugs and other toys later?”
Liu Ruoxi was furious and humiliated, but she couldn’t refute her son. She knew she would eventually be trained by him. She glared at him hatefully and said, “But does it have to be while I’m pregnant? Can’t you wait until after I give birth to play around?”
“No!”
Yang Haoran outright rejected his mother’s suggestion, arguing with reason and evidence, “It doesn’t affect the baby, so what’s the problem? Mom, don’t forget, I am your master. The rights to your body belong to me. Whenever I want to play, you cannot refuse.”
Liu Ruoxi’s face turned cold. Knowing she couldn’t win the argument, she snorted, turned her head away, and refused to look at him.
Seeing his mother angry but helpless, Yang Haoran once again praised her virtue of keeping promises. He moved closer to coax her, “Mom, it’s really not a big deal. Think about Auntie Shen—I broke in her backside too, and she didn’t think it was a big deal either.”
Seeing his mother remain silent with a cold expression, Yang Haoran knew she was dissatisfied but couldn’t do anything because she had promised him. He continued to voice his wicked thoughts, “Also, Mom, I plan to tie you up with ropes when the time comes. I’ll avoid your belly and use the ropes to bind your tits instead. I’ll spread your legs apart and take some pregnancy photos. What do you think of that idea?”
Liu Ruoxi could no longer maintain her composure. Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she felt like slapping him to death. After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, she said coldly, “I think it’s a terrible idea!”
“Hehe…”
Yang Haoran looked at his mother’s flushed face, feeling secretly pleased. He continued to provoke her, “Mom, when the time comes, I’ll let you keep the photos, but the title must be ‘Pregnant Sow’! You can’t change it, and I’ll check on it whenever I want in the future.”
“You’re asking for death…”
Liu Ruoxi couldn’t take her son’s humiliation any longer. In a fit of rage, she pinched his ear hard, ignoring his cries of pain, and said with a cold smile, “Go on, say more. What other ideas do you have? Tell me all of them.”
“Ouch… I was wrong… It hurts…”
Yang Haoran quickly begged for mercy, “Mom… Mommy… my dear mother…”
Liu Ruoxi loosened her grip slightly but still held onto him. Her beautiful eyes stared at him intently as she said sternly, “I don’t care what ideas you have or how you want to humiliate and play with me. That’s your business. Either save those thoughts for when you’re actually going to play, or shut up now. Don’t make me hit you. Understood?”
“Understood… I understand…”
Yang Haoran nodded repeatedly, acting extremely obedient. Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Liu Ruoxi let go of him but didn’t forget to issue a warning, “Don’t think that just because you drank whatever Shen Qing gave you, you can overpower me. Know your place. When it’s time to treat you as my master, I’ll know. You can do whatever you want to me then. But at other times, you’d better behave yourself… Hmph!”
Hearing his mother’s scolding, Yang Haoran complained, “Mom, how can you say that? How would I dare to fight you? When you want to hit me, I know my place and let you hit me obediently, don’t I?”
Liu Ruoxi’s lips twitched slightly. She really didn’t know how to deal with him. She patted his shoulder to shoo him away. “Get out of here. If you don’t want to study, go to bed early. Balance work and rest, and don’t disturb me.”
If it weren’t for the fact that her son had been relatively proactive and well-behaved in his studies lately, she wouldn’t have been so accommodating.
Yang Haoran slunk away dejectedly. Behind him, the door closed with a “bang,” followed by the sound of the lock turning.
He rubbed his nose and muttered, “What are you so proud of? Once this semester is over, I’ll make you divorce Dad. After Dad moves out, if you don’t behave, I’ll lock you in a dog cage.”
After indulging in his fantasy, Yang Haoran felt much better. He then returned to his room to continue working on his test papers.
For now, his father was still at home. According to the agreement between him and his mother, unless they were in private, he couldn’t do whatever he wanted.
Once his father moved out and his mother accepted the situation with Yaoyao, he would be the head of the household. He could do whatever he wanted to his mother, and she would have no more excuses.
However, since his mother was currently pregnant, Yang Haoran knew that at most, he could only make her strip naked and parade her around the house like a bitch for his amusement. Or, on a whim, he could make her and Yaoyao crawl under the dining table like bitches. If they wanted to eat, they would have to accept food he dropped on the floor for them.
Like pets, they wouldn’t be allowed to eat at the table. Of course, Yang Haoran wouldn’t keep his mother and Yaoyao as bitches all the time—it would just be an occasional game. With his father gone, life at home would mostly continue as usual.
The only difference would be that whenever he felt like it, his mother would have to degrade herself from a mother to a bitch, and Yaoyao would have to change from a little sister to a little bitch.
One big and one small, this mother-daughter pair of pets would have to