My Beloved

Han Sheng Ming stood in front of the door of Zheng Mian's room and hesitated to open the door.

'It's now or never,' he told himself in his mind. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath. Then, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

He heard no response from inside and no one opened the door for him.

'Maybe she fell asleep… maybe she doesn't want to talk to me… should I talk tomorrow?' he pondered. The confidence he gathered began to crumble.

He turned to leave but then halted on his track. 'I should finish what I came for or I will regret it later. There shouldn't be any misunderstanding or any bad feelings between us.' He once again decided to talk to Zheng Mian.

He knocked on the door politely and said, "Mian, you must have fallen asleep but I wanted to tell you this – I'm sorry that I didn't have faith in you. It's not your fault. You have done nothing wrong. To me, you are so precious. I wanted to be perfect for you. I wanted to be the best for you. That's why I didn't want to show you the pathetic side of me. I never meant to hurt you with my words. Will you please forgive me?"

After he finished what he had to say, he waited two minutes in front of the door, and yet Zheng Mian didn't respond. Han Sheng Ming sighed and decided to stay here till morning. He was already used to sleeping in the corridor and guarding the person inside the door.

He was about to sit down when he heard the lock of the door was open and he was startled when he saw Zheng Mian popping her head out of the door. "Come inside," she said.

Noticing that her voice was neither soft nor high, he sighed in relief. She didn't look angry or hurt – that was his best comfort for now.

Han Sheng Ming stepped inside the room. Zheng Mian was wearing a nightgown. She was ready to go to bed. He came closer and hugged her close to his chest. "Did I upset you?" he asked. "I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention to hurt you. I was told to share everything I think and that's why I didn't want to hide anything I think from you."

"I'm not upset because of that." Finally, she opened her mouth.

She looked at him and said, "I'm happy that you think that I'm very precious to you. However, you know what, you are not perfect, neither am I, and it's okay. We can be perfect together. I know you want to show me the best of you but I want you to know that even if I know that you are in the worst, I will still stay by your side and support you."

Han Sheng Ming felt as if honey was poured over his head. His whole body felt fluffy and soft. "Will you? Won't you be angry anymore?" he asked nervously.

"If you don't trust me again, I will be mad at you," she warned him.

"Okay, I will listen to whatever you have to say," Han Sheng Ming quickly promised.

"Hmm, you better." Zheng Mian tip toed and captured his lips.

Han Sheng Ming flinched at her sudden attack. A few seconds ago, her kisses seemed like a dream. His heart was beating faster. He responded with a passionate kiss.

Their casual kisses turned into something wild and wet sounds echoed in the room. While their tongues wrestled, they moved toward the bed little by little.

When Han Sheng Ming out of breath, he broke the kiss and inhaled sharply. That's when he was pushed to the bed. He gasped in surprise.

His eyes widened like a flying saucer and fixed on Zheng Mian's body as she took off her silk nightgown and revealed the black lingerie.

It wasn't like the one that Han Sheng Ming was dreaming. It was a more transparent and sexy.

Han Sheng Ming sensed his throat drying. He gulped but it wasn't enough to moist his throat. He gaped at her charming figure.

Zheng Mian noticed his astonishment and smirked. "I wanted to make your dream come true. So, I stayed in my room wearing it. I knew you would come to me if I hadn't talked to you," she confessed her scheme.

Han Sheng Ming confusedly asked, "Are you trying to punish me or reward me?"

Zheng Mian replied, "First, I punished you for not trusting me enough and now I'm going to reward you." After that, she straddled him and started to unbutton his nightshirt.

Han Sheng Ming came back to senses and immediately stopped her. "W-wait! Wait! Shouldn't I do it as a man?"

Zheng Mian stared at him for a while and then giggled. "Ride on me like a man then."

Han Sheng Ming was puzzled since he couldn't understand her words. He inquired, "Huh? What-"

However, before he could finish his words, she blocked his mouth with her lips. She entered her tongue and twirled his tongue.

Han Sheng Ming shivered, tightly shut his eyes, and held her curvy waist. As their lips and tongues locked together, Zheng Mian skillfully undressed him. When she had to take off his shirt, she pulled him and they sat up. She was straddling on his thighs as she took the nightshirt off and flung it somewhere. After that, her fingers travelled all over his trained chest.

Han Sheng Ming's body shook at her touch. Wherever her fingers touched, it felt so hot that it made him nervous. He was unable to breathe properly.

Zheng Mian's lips ventured his neck and collarbones. Han Sheng Ming growled when his collarbones were bitten lightly. He sensed her hands moved downward and touched his member. If her hands didn't go there, he wouldn't realize how hard he was.

All of a sudden, he was embarrassed and pushed her slightly.