As for a way...
A Mei's eyes were bright as she spoke in a delicate, sweet voice.
"I thought about going to sleep earlier, so I will have slept enough by the hour of the tiger. Then I can serve my husband when you wake up. I don't want to go a whole day without seeing you. I have to find a way to see you more."
Faced with A Mei's unreserved and pure love, An Sheng felt a softness and beauty strike straight to his soul, spreading from head to toe into his very flesh and blood.
They were so close. An Sheng slowly lowered his head, his warm lips pressing against the corner of A Mei's mouth.
A Mei reached out to wrap her arms around An Sheng's neck, cooperatively parting her small lips. Her face was flushed as red as blood. She found it strange; she had kissed her husband many times, yet every time it still made her blush and her heart race, leaving her at a loss for what to do.
An Sheng, however, kissed her as if he wanted to swallow her whole, leaving A Mei breathless.
He pried open her lips, his tongue sweeping over her teeth before finally tangling with hers, drawing an indescribable shiver from A Mei.
When the kiss ended, An Sheng looked down at A Mei's charming and delicate appearance. His warm breath brushed past her ear. "Did you miss me?"
The word "miss" was ambiguous and lingering, its implication clear.
A Mei's face and ears burned hot, but she didn't act coy, answering softly, "I missed you. I missed everything about you."
Monstrous waves instantly brewed in An Sheng's eyes. His hands trembled involuntarily, and it took all his endurance to restrain the urge to devour her.
An Sheng first got up to lower the bed curtains.
A Mei was actually a little afraid of the dark. She usually kept a night lamp lit when sleeping. Now, with the heavy bed curtains closed, she was suddenly plunged into darkness.
Feeling a bit scared, A Mei called out.
"Husband."
"Mhm," An Sheng replied, but he didn't immediately pull A Mei into his arms as he usually did.
Because it was so dark, A Mei couldn't clearly see her husband's expression. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a rustling sound.
An Sheng slowly took off his clothes, his voice seemingly a degree hoarser. He said, "I am getting busier and busier, and I have less and less time to accompany you. Does A Mei resent me?"
Hearing her husband say this, A Mei felt moved. She said sweetly, "You work so hard outside for our family. How could I resent you?"
An Sheng chuckled softly, his tone gentle. "You truly are my good wife. If you are bored at home, go out and stroll more. If you see something you like, buy it. Even if you spend all my wealth, I would be more than happy. However, your status is different now. When you go out, remember to bring Wu Da and let him make the arrangements."
A Mei gave a sweet hum of agreement.
"Husband, I understand."
Saying this, A Mei sat up and called out softly:
"Husband, it's so dark. What are you doing? I'm a little scared."
An Sheng scooped her up with his long arms, pulling A Mei into his embrace.
A Mei let out a small gasp, her hands reaching up and landing on An Sheng's bare chest.
"So you were taking off your clothes," A Mei pouted, though the tips of her ears quietly turned red.
An Sheng undid A Mei's clothes with one hand while gently kissing her delicate neck, trailing his kisses further down.
An Sheng's kisses grew more urgent. The darkness amplified her senses, and A Mei felt that every one of her husband's kisses had become burning hot. She couldn't help but tremble.
Unable to bear her husband's fervent licks, she shyly turned her head away. "Husband, don't be like this."
The darkness perfectly concealed the maddening desire in An Sheng's eyes at that moment. At the same time, under the cover of night, a pair of large hands caressed the soft, delicate body of the woman beneath him.
Unconsciously, his touches carried an uncontrollable roughness.
An Sheng felt as if he had become a different person. No, it was as if he had split into two.
One side knew he should treat her gently, while the other wanted to unleash the twisted, brutal desires suppressed deep in his heart—to ruthlessly ravage her, swallow her into his belly, and make her cry out loud.
A Mei felt that her husband was a bit off tonight. He was causing her some pain. She wanted to ask him to be gentler, but she also wanted him to feel good. A Mei gritted her teeth and endured it, until desire eclipsed the pain and submerged her completely.
Finally...
That suppressed, delicate whimper helped reason conquer his wicked desires. An Sheng shuddered, pulling himself up from A Mei and throwing open the bed curtains. Candlelight pierced through the darkness.
An Sheng looked back and saw A Mei curled up small on the bed, her eyes red as she looked at him. The marks on her body were noticeably heavier than before.
Heartache, guilt, and self-blame—An Sheng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him, freezing him in place.
A Mei's body ached a little, and leaving her husband's embrace left her with an unspeakable sense of loss. She looked up at him. An Sheng stood with his back to the light, so A Mei couldn't clearly see the expression on his face. She only felt that her husband seemed a bit like a stranger in that moment.
Why wasn't her husband holding her? A Mei suddenly felt a little wronged. She slowly knelt up on the bed and reached her arms out to An Sheng, looking both aggrieved and reliant. "Husband, hug me."
It was truly...
Such a pitiful and dependent appearance that it made one unable to resist wanting to...
An Sheng's heart clenched tightly.
Finally, he pulled A Mei into his arms. The intimacy of their skin touching filled A Mei's anxious heart with love once again.
A Mei looked up at An Sheng and spoke softly, "Husband, what's wrong?"
An Sheng looked down at A Mei's tear-moistened eyes. His gaze flickered darkly for a long moment before he finally spoke. "A Mei, did I hurt you just now?"
A Mei pursed her lips and gave An Sheng a wronged glance, complaining in a small voice, "A little. You were so scary just now."
An Sheng lowered his head and gently kissed A Mei's rounded shoulder. "I was indeed too rough just now. I apologize to you."
A Mei lowered her eyes, shy and obedient, and murmured, "You don't need to apologize. I know you acted that way because you like me. No matter how you treat me, I will always like it."
After saying this, A Mei shyly shrank into An Sheng's embrace, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.
An Sheng, however, froze. Holding A Mei, he remained silent for a moment.
Finally, he let out a heavy sigh. He reached out to lift A Mei's chin, meeting those reliant and innocent eyes as he spoke slowly.
"A Mei, you have to know, I am not a good person."
A Mei let out a soft sound, a look of confusion on her face.
An Sheng gave a low, scoffing laugh. As his thoughts drifted far away, he spoke faintly: "I have suffered endless humiliation and struggled to survive since I was a child. Therefore, ever since I can remember, I swore that I would rise above others in the future and make everyone who ever bullied me pay an agonizing price!"
"Over all these years, I've gotten too much blood on my hands, and I know too many secrets. So, in order to survive, I could only rob, plunder, scheme, and use any means necessary. Everything has pushed me into becoming a bloodthirsty, tyrannical monster at all times!"
At this point, An Sheng's voice was once again tainted with suppressed excitement, and his teeth chattered slightly. Greedy desire surfaced unmasked in the depths of his eyes, making him look just like a terrifying monster.
Heh! Power, status! Wealth! They breed all the wicked desires, slaughter, and greed in this world...
An Sheng's smile gradually widened. Looking at A Mei, whose eyes were slowly filling with alarm and bewilderment, he revealed a bizarre, chilling grin.
He enunciated every word, "A Mei, this is the real me."
"I never had any interest in women before. But ever since I married you, a twisted desire has slowly grown deep within me. It tempts me, making me want to swallow you whole and ravage you as I please. I want to watch you cry and beg for mercy, completely powerless to resist. Just the thought of it thrills me so much that I cannot sleep."
"A Mei, this is your true husband."
"Do you still like a husband like this?"
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