An Sheng took off his clothes, but instead of getting into the water next to A Mei, he entered the hot spring on the opposite side, leaning against the edge of the pool and remaining motionless.
A Mei blinked, unable to help but say, Husband, come over here.
An Sheng curled his lips and raised an eyebrow. Looking perfectly serious, he slowly opened his mouth to say, Why should I go over? Aren't we just soaking in the hot spring?
A Mei's eyes widened. What An Sheng said was indeed correct, but, but... A Mei gently bit her lip, then shot An Sheng a coquettish glare. Pouting her small mouth, she whined affectionately, But A Mei wants to be close to her husband.
An Sheng felt the urge to tease A Mei. With a solemn appearance and calm eyes, he asked, What for?
A Mei's small mouth parted slightly. Looking at her husband's sacred and inviolable appearance, she was dumbfounded. This wasn't right. Had she drunk too much? Why did she feel that her husband was different from usual?
They were husband and wife; being close naturally meant kissing, hugging, and touching. A Mei had always liked this, and besides, her husband usually liked it too, didn't he?
A Mei opened her mouth, just about to speak her mind, but seeing her husband's composed and tranquil expression, the words caught in her throat, feeling too shy to say them out loud.
A Mei couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. She suddenly remembered her husband's impatient expression at the Fayin Temple. She didn't think much of it at the time, but thinking about it now, was it because her husband didn't like her worshipping Buddha? Was that why he didn't want to be as intimate with her as usual?
At this thought, a trace of panic flashed across A Mei's face.
She immediately pursed her lips and looked up at her husband pitifully. Seeing him with lowered eyes and a faint expression, the more she looked, the more it seemed to be true. A Mei's eyes instantly turned red.
At this moment, An Sheng raised his eyelids, casting his usually sharp gaze over. A Mei immediately lowered her small face and turned her head to avoid An Sheng's line of sight, then simply turned her body around, putting her back to him.
An Sheng frowned slightly, immediately making a move and slowly walking over.
The hot spring had flowing water, making quite a bit of noise. A Mei was preoccupied, so she naturally didn't notice An Sheng walking towards her from behind.
It wasn't until she felt the familiar warmth of skin contact on her back, followed by being enveloped in a familiar embrace, that she heard his gentle sigh by her ear: What's wrong? Why is my wife suddenly unhappy?
A Mei suddenly sniffled and immediately turned around. Her wet eyes looked like they were about to shed tears. She stared at An Sheng aggrievedly: Husband, don't be mad at A Mei. When husband ignores A Mei, A Mei feels so sad she could faint.
An Sheng was startled by A Mei's aggrieved appearance. For a moment, he was both confused and heartbroken. His brain worked rapidly as he carefully pulled her into his arms, bending down: Oh, be good, my baby, why are you crying? Is it because I didn't come to A Mei's side just now and A Mei felt angry and wronged? It's my fault. I was just teasing you on purpose, hoping you would take the initiative to let me hug and kiss you. I didn't mean to give you the cold shoulder.
I'm not ignoring A Mei. Be good, don't feel wronged anymore. Seeing you like this breaks my heart.
A Mei paused upon hearing An Sheng's words, seeming to understand. She blinked and couldn't help but whisper, A Mei thought husband was angry because A Mei went to burn incense and worship Buddha at Fayin Temple at noon, and that's why you were ignoring A Mei.
An Sheng frowned: Why would A Mei think I was angry?
A Mei pursed her lips: Because husband looked impatient, and you also said you don't believe in Buddha and don't worship Buddha.
An Sheng felt a bit of a headache, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He could only patiently coax her, You, what are you letting your imagination run wild about? Although I am indeed a bit moody normally, that is all because of other things. I was impatient because I really don't believe in or worship Buddha, but I would never be like that towards you. Whatever you want to do, no matter how impatient I am, I will never complain, and I will even support you. I've said before, you are my wife. I will naturally dote on you, respect you, and love you. I always keep my word. What, do you not believe me again?
A Mei shook her head. Once her husband cleared things up, her heart suddenly felt bright and clear. She didn't feel wronged at all anymore; instead, she became somewhat embarrassed.
Husband, it's all A Mei's fault. A Mei let her imagination run wild. Husband treats A Mei so well, yet A Mei actually doubted husband's feelings for A Mei. I... I was wrong.
An Sheng's response was his lips lightly grazing her cheek like a dragonfly skimming the water, then delicately sweeping over before finally blocking her lips and tongue.
When the kiss ended and they parted, A Mei was already panting heavily.
The tip of An Sheng's tongue suggestively licked his lips, looking as if he hadn't had enough.
He simply went on to press her against the edge of the spring pool, trailing down from her tender lips and tongue to her neck, and finally delicately nibbling on her petite collarbone.
An Sheng kissed her while breathing heavily, his voice carrying the huskiness of lust: Don't you know that when it comes to you, I can never get enough, never be satisfied?
A Mei's upper body was pressed outside the pool by An Sheng, exposed to the air. An Sheng traced down from her collarbone... (This paragraph failed to pass the review and has been deleted)
She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, even her tone of voice changing.
Mmm...
Finally, afraid that A Mei would catch a cold, An Sheng released his grip and pulled her back into the warm water.
Actually, what he said at noon was true. Soaking in this hot spring water was indeed beneficial for A Mei's body; soaking a little longer was good.
At this moment, An Sheng's entire body was tense, veins bulging on his forehead. He had managed with great difficulty to forcibly restrain the surging dark desire and impulse deep within him that wanted to swallow A Mei whole.
The next moment, however, A Mei wrapped around him using both her arms and legs. A Mei's eyes were tightly shut, her face flushed red with shyness, but her plump little lips parted and closed.
She said.
Husband, don't stop. A Mei really wants to continue.
An Sheng: ...
An Sheng remained motionless, silently watching A Mei in his arms, using up almost all the patience he had accumulated over the years.
An Sheng never knew that his endurance could actually be this good.
Unlike the hot spring in the south before, it was currently the freezing winter season. Even if the spring water was a comfortable temperature, the air inside the room was still quite cold. Going between hot and cold, especially if she sweat... An Sheng didn't dare let A Mei take that risk.
He first kissed A Mei's face, which was currently hazy with an unbearable desire.
Then he coaxed, Be good, let me dry your body and hair first. Later, when we get to bed, I will satisfy A Mei, okay?
A Mei let out a reluctant whimper, having long thrown all sense of shame to the back of her mind. Facing her most intimate husband, she never hid anything, simply acting coy and whining, No, A Mei wants it right now.
A Mei still wants husband to kiss her.
Husband, quickly kiss A Mei.
By now, An Sheng's eyes were red with burning desire. He swept A Mei out of the hot spring in one swift motion, snatched a large towel prepared beforehand from the folding screen, and hastily wiped the water from both of their bodies. Braving A Mei's plaintive little gaze, he patiently and meticulously dried her hair. Finally, with everything ready, he pressed her down onto the soft bed.
