"Sir, I don't want to take the medicine, please...", Reiss's mumbled answers were quite irrelevant, with tears in his eyes, while looking at the silicone container on the table near him, which showed his strong resistance against it.

Seeing the expression on his face, so poor, Bery hesitated, but still stayed rational and said firmly, "No way, Reiss, you have to take this medicine. I know what you are thinking, but I have consulted the doctor. No other medicine is as effective as this one, be tolerant, okay? "

Biting his lower lip, Reiss wrapped himself in the quilt. With his eyes red, he made a soft "Um" sound. Bery understood that he was unwilling. However, In Reiss's mind, he thought himself only a worthless nobody; thus, he chose to believe what Bery said for he had no reason to cheat him. He can see that Bery was concerned about his injury and his tone was much more soft than before. If he refused him at his moment, Bery might be enraged and something bad could happen.

After hearing his response, Bery ordered his servant to prepare a bottle of warm water and place the medicine on the bedside.

"Honey? Come here, okay? Do you want to lie in bed or do you want me to hold you? " Bery said with a smile while patting his leg. But Reiss moved back with his hand clung to the bed, looking at the chair near the French window, and mumbled in a tight voice, "No, don't bother, can I just sit on the chair over there?"

"Why?" , Bery frowned and didn't understand what he meant.

"I, I'm afraid of, messing up ... the sheets." He just saw the process of mixing the medicines. He was feared that he could not help resisting and stained the sheets. Several layers of mattress under the sheet were newly changed by the butler. He knew that they are definitely expensive; after all, he had no money to compensate for them.

When Bery heard these words, his lips were quivering. He stood up and turned his back to Reiss, with his face turning elsewhere. Reiss didn't know what he was doing. He thought that his words angered him again, but what he said was true. Reiss didn't know why. He just stayed in the bed and dared not to move, like a "sinner" waiting for trial.

"Sir..."

Bery sat with his back towards him; it seemed like that he was cleaning something. Then, he turned his head with a smile on his face and sat down by Reiss's side. "Well, let me hold you to take the medicine." He stretched out his arms to embrace Reiss who was on the bed. Obviously, Reiss was a little frightened and panicked. He said, "No, don't bother. Sir, please, let me go!" .

Bery pressed him on his left arm with his right hand, then pressed his waist with his right hand to prevent him from escaping; threatened, "if you run again, I will punish you. I am very looking forward to it, but you must not expect it. Be obedient, and don't move! "

He felt very clear that Reiss's body was stiffed at that moment, but he knew that only in this way can this little guy stop resisting. The so-called punishment or something were all lies; however, to his surprise, Reiss believed it.

Reiss was trembling. Bery's left hand passed under his chin and took him by the shoulder. His sat on his knee and his hands could only rest on the bed.

"Honey, don't be nervous." Bery just sat there, gently holding a little guy with his arms. This scene was a little strange.

Seeing Reiss didn't speak, he slowly moved his hand, touched his knee again, and reminded him to lift it. Reiss didn't look good, but he was still obedient, because he didn't want to be punished.

The process of making Reiss take drugs were quit difficult, for it was indeed a torture to him. At this moment, Bery couldn't help beginning to scold Walter. So many drugs there, why this one? Making him so painful. Damn it! Finally, Reiss could not help snorting softly and said, "Sir, it hurts…", then holding Bery's wrist.

Bery felt his this action and began to be pleasant, but he felt uncomfortable when heard that Reiss called him "sir". Therefore, he began to coax, "Honey, don't call me sir, call me by my name, okay?" Bery said this while gently touched him. He remembered Walter said in the past that Reiss is in poor health, extremely sensitive to pain, and a little pain for others will be magnified hundreds of times for him. Thus, Bery must be very careful.

"……"

"Honey? Why do you ignore me? Call me by my name, okay?" Seeing that Reiss didn't respond him, Bery continued to say blandishments.

Reiss clung to his arm tightly, and still called him sir for he only knew his surname. Thus, he can only call him like this.

Bery sighed slightly, and did not force him again.

"Honey? What happened? Don't be afraid, it will soon be over. " Bery still relieved him patiently. He would get angry if the person were not Reiss.

Feeling uncomfortable, Reiss reclined on Bery's body and looked at his increasingly swelled belly with terror. His belly was only a little swollen, but it was not hard to see.

Bery felt something strange, looking at the same direction, and also saw the change of Reiss's stomach.

Chuckling, Bery turned over his body to let Reiss straddle on his leg, and picked up a side of the thin blanket over his body; then he lifted him up to sit on the soft chair outside the bedroom balcony.

He took him by the shoulder, held him by the waist, and patted him gently. "Just stay for half an hour. Hold on for a while. Will you sit here and watch the stars?"

Reiss was uncomfortable, but still nodded obediently. He looked pale, lying on Bery arms, replying to whatever Bery said.

With a smile on his face, Bery extended his hands, touching Reiss's smooth belly. "Wow, look at your belly, so cute. It looks like you are having a baby. Will you deliver me a baby in the future?" He said this with hands under the blanket touching Reiss's body. Suddenly, Reiss looked astonishing.

Reiss's lips quivered as if he were enduring great pain. Biting his lip, he said clearly word for word, "Sir, I am not a woman." He was clearly a man, but he was treated as a woman and was pushed under Bery's body. Now, he still humiliated him like this, just because he was a poor man. Was this his fault?

"..." Obviously, Bery didn't realized that the words would bring such great harm to the him. Immediately, he said: "No, I didn't mean that, honey, don't put too much thought into it.."

The night had gradually deepened, and the back of the two men on the balcony is darkened by the night. However, the scene was extremely harmonious.

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