My Boyfriend Is Pregnant with My Egg - Chapter 2

Chapter 4

I was going to lay my cards on the table. I couldn’t just let an impostor keep freeloading in my house.

Sure, having a boyfriend with a killer body, a perfect face, who could do laundry, cook, act cute, and snuggle up to you was every woman’s dream.

But safety came first. I was only twenty-four. I couldn’t just die under mysterious circumstances at the hands of some shadowy killer.

That day, I pretended to leave for work. In reality, I assembled a security team and had them infiltrate the area around my house. A sniper took position on the roof across the street.

When I got home and opened the door, the first thing I saw was a broad, snow-white back, a slender, supple waist, and a single fragile string tied around a perky…

Wait! What was he wearing? Was he wearing nothing but an apron?!

My boyfriend heard the noise and turned around. He dropped the cake he was making, ran over, and knelt in front of me.

Then he lowered his head and lifted my foot in his hands.

“Master, you’re home!”

I stared at the pink apron, completely at a loss.

There was no way this was the same person as before.

I bit the tip of my tongue to force myself to stay calm, pulled out my Beretta, and pressed it against his head.

“Talk. Who are you?”

Chapter 5

“I’m Shen Xingsheng. I’m your boyfriend.”

Even now, he still refused to admit it. Hilarious. Had they sent me an idiot?

“You’re not.”

“I am!”

The impostor grew anxious. I could have sworn I saw a red light flash through his eyes.

“The first time we met was July sixth, at twenty-three fifty-six. You said you really liked me and asked if I wanted to… with you…”

The impostor performed a blush.

“After that, you gave me a lot of… money. You also brought me back to your home and hid me inside a dark, warm nest. You wouldn’t let me go outside…”

A strange, dreamy look of happiness appeared on the impostor’s face.

“I lived in that nest filled with your scent for eight days. On September eleventh, at ten thirty-four minutes and fifty-five seconds, I came out and entered your territory…”

The atmosphere had taken on a bizarre sort of romance. Words like “territory” and “nest” made my skin crawl.

I cocked my Beretta.

“Not bad. You got the time you came out exactly right.”

He reached out to hug me, only for me to grab both his hands and pin them to the floor.

My knee slammed hard into his back.

“But Shen Xingsheng was already unconscious when I let him out.

“So you… who exactly are you?”

I had imagined the impostor might curse me out, refuse to admit it to the bitter end, or attack without warning.

I never expected him to… go flat.

Right in front of me, he melted, shrank, and went pop, pop, pop, turning into a tiny puddle.

It was a soft, adorable little thing, like one of those pink squishies made specifically for girls who loved cute stuff.

I pinched the unidentified creature between two fingers and lifted it up.

It hung obediently from my hand. The texture was amazing, like perfectly made slime water. Its pink body actually had two little black bean eyes, and right now, it looked utterly hopeless, its face already turning into this: (′д｀).

“Hey, are you still alive?”

I reached out and poked the little blob.

It seemed to perk up a bit, stretching out a delicate tentacle to wrap around my finger.

“Please don’t abandon me. I already have your eggs in my belly…”

Ah. The world had officially gone full fantasy.