A Mei was truly worn out.
After taking a bath, the two of them climbed onto the bed. An Sheng reached out with his long arm and pulled A Mei into his embrace, chatting casually about their private little matters.
"Husband, the gatehouse received so many invitation cards today. I looked through them carefully, and there are no fewer than a dozen invitations from the families of officials ranked second-rank or higher, all asking me to attend flower-viewing banquets. We've only just returned to the capital, yet everyone is being so overly cordial, isn't it strange?"
An Sheng let out a snort of laughter, his narrow eyes narrowing slightly as a dangerous glint flickered across them, as if he had thought of something. He spoke with obvious arrogance, "Our family is now the number one person in His Majesty's good graces. I know full well what those people are scheming behind our backs. You can go to those banquets if you want, or you can just ignore them if you don't feel like it. We want to put on the exact demeanor of a spoiled, overbearing madam. Just be the domineering, notorious Commander's wife of the Inner Depot for me."
A Mei nodded blankly, "Oh, I've got it figured out then."
Seeing her cute, dumbstruck look at that moment, An Sheng felt his heart soften even more. He could not resist leaning down to kiss her cheek, and said, "My wife is so adorable."
An Sheng said that so sincerely that A Mei immediately pursed her lips into a sweet smile. She nuzzled her cheek against An Sheng's neck, her voice soft and coquettish, "Oh, husband, stop kissing me. Let's go to sleep now."
Suddenly, An Sheng's voice rang by A Mei's ear.
"A Mei, turn around and sleep."
Before A Mei could react, An Sheng turned the body in his arms around right away, then leaned forward to hold her tightly in his embrace.
A Mei was stunned for a second, and by the time she realized what was happening, she was already pressed against An Sheng's chest with her back facing him.
Behind her was the man's firm, warm chest that trembled slightly. A Mei opened her mouth, just about to say something.
The next moment, in that very position, two large hands slipped nimbly into A Mei's underclothes, each one accurately cupping one of her soft mounds.
The man then sighed contentedly, "This is the most comfortable way to touch them."
A Mei: ......
"Husband! Will you ever stop?" A Mei said helplessly. She grabbed the hands on her chest, trying to pry one loose, but failed. She tried a second time, and still could not move them.
So frustrated that A Mei started squirming and flailing around.
An Sheng easily held her firmly in his arms, and whispered to soothe her, "Be good. I know you're tired, I'm just touching you, I won't do anything more."
At first A Mei was still resisting, but An Sheng's strength was far greater than hers, so she could not push him away at all. She could not fight him off, and besides, his touch was very gentle. A Mei soon felt soothed by his kneading, so she just let him do as he pleased.
The softness of those two mounds was so addictive to An Sheng. His palms, which bore faint calluses, kneaded them gently. After a little while, he suddenly murmured by her ear, "I think they've gotten a bit bigger again."
A Mei, who had already closed her eyes to get some sleep, opened them wide at those words. She blinked, unconsciously glanced down at her own chest, and said in a clear, crisp voice, "I don't think so. I don't feel like they've gotten any bigger."
An Sheng said seriously, "They really have. I touch them every day, wouldn't I know? Let me think carefully, it must be because I knead them so often."
After a short moment of silence.
A Mei suddenly spoke up, "Then will they keep getting bigger and bigger?"
An Sheng thought about it earnestly for a second, and replied, "Of course they will."
A Mei huffed coquettishly, "Hmph, I knew you liked them big. Are you satisfied now, husband?"
"When did I ever say I liked them big?" An Sheng raised his eyebrow, and deliberately pinched her nipple with his fingertip, making A Mei yelp and shudder.
"Husband! Don't pinch me! Hmph, even if you don't say it, I know you like them. Otherwise, why would you keep holding onto them all the time?" A Mei complained in a sweet, coquettish tone, but her voice was so soft and lilting that it sounded more like she was acting spoiled than actually upset.
But An Sheng said in a solemn, earnest tone, "Didn't I tell you long ago? As long as they are yours, no matter big or small, I like them. I can never get enough of them."
Those words made A Mei's heart feel sweeter than honey. The corners of her mouth lifted into a wide grin, and she giggled, her voice soft and coquettish, "Mm, A Mei loves husband the most."
An Sheng said softly again, "Besides, when you first married into the An household, you were so thin and scrawny. It's only natural for your body to fill out as time goes on."
Then A Mei thought back for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she said with a grin, "You're right, husband. Actually, back when I lived in the village, I heard people say that a man should marry a wife with a full chest, because they say women like that are easier to carry babies and have more milk to feed them. Hehe, I didn't really understand what that meant back then, but now I get it. But it doesn't matter for us anyway, since you and I don't need to have children, hehe."
Those words would have been unbelievably bold if anyone else had said them to An Sheng.
Yet when A Mei said them, An Sheng was not the least bit unhappy. Instead, his eyes crinkled into a warm smile, and he said gently, "Yes, my wife is absolutely right."
A Mei narrowed her eyes then, and let out a small yawn.
"Husband, I'm sleepy."
"Good girl, go to sleep."
"Mm, remember to wake me up when you get up later. I want to dress you and wait on you before you go to court."
"Alright."
