An Sheng finally revealed his greedy and ruthless side to A Mei. For the first time, A Mei truly felt An Sheng's madness, as if he wanted to tear her apart, swallow her whole, and devour her to the bone.
Painful, passionate, lingering, and tearing, yet just barely bearable. A Mei felt as if her body no longer belonged to her.
What kind of medicine had her husband given her?
To make her like this—clearly terrified and trembling, yet unable to resist yielding to him.
Numbed by the drug and alcohol, A Mei was gradually forced to sink into the abyss of pleasure...
The intermittent, delicate sobs in the room lasted for a very, very long time...
An unknown amount of time passed before A Mei finally woke up with great difficulty.
At this moment, she felt as if her bones had been entirely dismantled. She was uncomfortable all over and fatally exhausted.
A Mei groggily opened her eyes, only noticing that a lamp was lit in the room; she couldn't tell what time it was.
"You're awake?"
The familiar voice made A Mei's body uncontrollably shudder, and she instantly became wide awake. She looked toward the source of the voice, her watery eyes still swollen and moist.
An Sheng was leaning against the bed, holding a book. Perhaps noticing A Mei's movement, he set the book down and lowered his eyes to look at her.
Under the flickering candlelight, An Sheng's calm and cold face seemed to soften, smoothing away the sharp edges of madness and coldness from her memory. In a daze, it was as if he had become a completely different person—one who was incredibly gentle and approachable.
Suddenly, feeling aggrieved, A Mei blinked, and then blinked again, her eyes abruptly turning red.
Seeing this expression, An Sheng felt his heart clench, and panic immediately set in.
An Sheng let out a soft exclamation, quickly lying down on his side to scoop A Mei into his arms. He gently coaxed and comforted her, "Be good, my little sweetheart, don't cry. It's all my fault. I went too far and bullied my A Mei too much. If you feel wronged or angry, don't keep it bottled up. Just hit me to vent your anger, okay?"
As he spoke, An Sheng took A Mei's small hand and gently patted his own face with it. His deep eyes were filled with heartache and caution as he looked at her. "Be good, A Mei, don't cry. Does your body hurt? Hit me to let it out, alright?"
An Sheng had indeed gone much further this time than ever before.
However, that wasn't why A Mei felt wronged.
A Mei spoke softly, her voice carrying a hint of hoarseness, "A Mei doesn't want to hit Husband."
A Mei's body did feel uncomfortable. She pouted her small lips, looking wronged and pitiful. She made her pathetic little complaint, saying, "Husband didn't even hold A Mei."
An Sheng paused for a moment, then hurriedly replied, "What do you mean I didn't hold you? Aren't I holding my A Mei right now?"
A Mei acted spoiled and complained, "You didn't! You only held A Mei just now because A Mei was about to cry."
An Sheng immediately understood, his heart melting completely. He gently coaxed her while explaining, "Last night, you couldn't take it anymore and fainted. I was so heartbroken that I couldn't sleep all night, so I kept holding you in my arms. I was terrified that when you woke up, you would no longer want me, or that you would be afraid of me and resist me. You see, when the early morning arrived, how could I bear to leave you alone? I just went out to tell Xiao Zhengzi to go to the palace and ask for a leave of absence for me. It was cold outside, and I was afraid of freezing you, so I planned to wait until my body warmed up before holding you again."
"If A Mei thinks I took advantage of you and then deliberately gave you the cold shoulder, then I am truly wrongfully accused. My good A Mei, my baby, I care about you so much, how could I ever do that?"
Hearing An Sheng say this, A Mei felt much better. However, thinking back to last night, she still felt a little awkward. Feeling slightly sullen, she asked, "Did Husband really give A Mei medicine?"
An Sheng's heart skipped a beat. His large hands gently stroked up and down A Mei's back as he asked, "Is A Mei blaming me?"
A Mei recalled how crazy her husband had been last night, and she vaguely understood why he had done it. With that level of madness, if it hadn't been for the alcohol and the medicine, she definitely wouldn't have been able to endure it. Thinking about it carefully, it could indeed be considered a different kind of consideration and care from her husband. Deep down, A Mei felt a trace of joy, but she still felt a bit awkward about it.
Thinking of this, A Mei shook her head, then pouted her small lips at An Sheng. Her reddened eyes were full of attachment and trust. "Husband, kiss A Mei."
She loved kissing An Sheng, being clingy together, their lips and tongues intertwined, intimate and affectionate.
An Sheng stared deeply at A Mei, slowly lowering his head to kiss her.
It was a gentle and tender kiss. When the kiss ended, with their breaths still mingling, An Sheng asked softly again, "Do you really not blame me or feel angry with me?"
A Mei hummed softly, "Who asked A Mei to like Husband so much?"
As soon as these words came out, An Sheng felt a warmth in his heart, and the anxiety that had kept him on edge all night finally settled.
At this moment, An Sheng's eyes were as gentle as water, full of love and tenderness. He wanted to kiss the soft beauty in his arms a bit more, but before he could move, he saw A Mei frown slightly, as if she were uncomfortable somewhere. She turned her body over, reached out to lift the blanket, and looked down at her own body.
A Mei suddenly widened her eyes. Seeing the mottled marks covering her from head to toe, along with the countless red and purple hickeys, her small face instantly turned bright red.
A Mei glared at An Sheng with shame and indignation. "No wonder my body feels so uncomfortable. What exactly did Husband do! Did Husband not stop even after A Mei fainted?"
A trace of guilt flashed through An Sheng's eyes. He let out a low cough, trying to explain, "My wife is simply too delectable. I truly couldn't help myself; I really couldn't hold back."
A Mei was extremely embarrassed. The thought that her husband had continued touching her even when she was unconscious drove her crazy.
A Mei pursed her small lips and finally began to complain, her voice delicate and soft, "Husband is really too much."
An Sheng immediately admitted his mistake with a sincere attitude, "Yes, it's all because I went too far."
A Mei complained aggrievedly, "Husband bullied A Mei."
An Sheng's heart ached for her, "I was wrong. A Mei can hit me to vent her anger, okay?"
A Mei said sullenly, "No, A Mei can't bear to hit Husband."
An Sheng suddenly pulled A Mei into his arms, the tenderness and affection in his eyes almost overflowing. "No, you must hit me. Who told me to bully you?"
A Mei took An Sheng's large hand and placed it on her body. As she pointed and moved his hand, she softly complained, "It's sore here, it's numb here, it hurts a little here, there's no strength here, and it's uncomfortable here too."
At this moment, A Mei looked incredibly pitiful yet fatally adorable in An Sheng's eyes.
An Sheng's heart trembled. After a long while, he opened his mouth with difficulty, "A Mei, I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you either, but I can't give you a promise. I can't change this about myself; I just can't control it."
Hearing her husband say this, A Mei blinked and let out a soft sound of surprise. Finally, her bright, watery eyes met An Sheng's bottomless gaze, and she said delicately, "A Mei didn't say Husband hurt A Mei. A Mei also felt good, it was just a bit too much. Hmph, since Husband likes it, A Mei will naturally accept it. However, if Husband wants to use any medicine or alcohol in the future, just tell A Mei directly. You are not allowed to hide it from A Mei. It's not like A Mei is unwilling."
Ansheng trembled as he pulled A Mei back into his embrace. After a long moment, he finally spoke, "Alright, I will listen to whatever A Mei says."
"Mmm, Husband, don't hold me so hard. It's too tight." A Mei felt as though she was being squeezed so tightly by her husband that she could barely breathe.
Ansheng immediately loosened his grip, only to hear her continue muttering from within his arms.
"I'm feeling hungry. Husband, you need to feed me later."
"Alright."
"I need to freshen up first... Ah, A Mei has no strength to get up. Husband, carry me over."
"Alright."
"Husband has to dress me, too."
"Alright."
"A Mei wants to..."
"Alright."
"What do you mean 'alright'? I haven't even said it yet!"
"Be good. No matter what A Mei wants, I will promise it to you."
"In that case, A Mei still wants to eat snowflake ice."
Ansheng: ...
