Chapter 109 The word "twisted" has never been wrong in its judgment of An He…
Zhao Liangxu withdrew her hand, turned to An He and said, "Hmm...don't you like it?"
An He approached Zhao Liangxu step by step, his body covering her and embracing her. The hard edge of the table pressed against Zhao Liangxu's waist, preventing her from retreating any further.
Zhao Liangxu wondered in confusion, "Could it be that getting angry makes Anhe more proactive?"
He was preparing the things on the tray, and then he was holding her tightly in his arms...
"Why don't you like it? Didn't you write it down on paper before?"
Anhe squinted and asked her in a low voice.
"Who says I have to like these things?"
Anhe's hair fell onto Zhao Liangxu's shoulder, and as they moved, strands of hair meandered down Zhao Liangxu's collar, making her feel a little itchy.
"It would be acceptable to use it together with Eunuch An, but it might not be as effective as using it alone."
Zhao Liangxu tried to pull out that strand of hair, but An He grabbed her hand, their fingers intertwined, a gesture that was both intimate and restrictive.
Anhe listened to Zhao Liangxu's words, pondered them, and then thought about them more and more deeply.
"Is our family just useful? Is our family really useful?"
Anhe's voice whispered in Zhao Liangxu's ear: "Do you treat us like obedient objects? Occasional intimacy is useful, but not very useful, is it? Who is more useful than us?"
Zhao Liangxu tilted her head to the side after being touched, and then glanced at An He's face out of the corner of her eye.
It seems that Anhe's gentle and kind demeanor just now was intentional; he's very good at pretending.
He was still angry, but Zhao Liangxu still couldn't figure it out.
Could it be that he's arguing with these inanimate objects?
They are more useful, while peace and tranquility are useless.
After all, he was always very bothered by his physical disability.
Zhao Liangxu asked, "Is Eunuch An vying for status with those things?"
Anhe did not answer.
Instead, he lowered his head and touched Zhao Liangxu's chin, neck, and collarbone.
His arm was wrapped around Zhao Liangxu, slowly sliding down to rest on the edge of the table where Zhao Liangxu's lower back touched the table. This time, An He's hand was pressed against the edge of the table, leaving a thin, straight mark.
His other hand was clasped in Zhao Liangxu's hand, which was both to imprison Zhao Liangxu and to restrain himself.
He then moved his lips and teeth to her collar and gently bit and held it in his mouth.
Zhao Liangxu's other arm was pinned down by An He, but she could bend her elbow and pinch the soft flesh around An He's waist.
"Eunuch An is too busy to speak, but I must ask, does Eunuch An intend to use the jade... weapon today?"
An He flinched as he was being pinched, then looked up at Zhao Liangxu and snorted, saying in a sinister tone, "So what if it is?"
His voice carried a hint of yin and yang: "Zhao Liangxu, don't you think it's enough that we care about you so much? We give you everything you like, but you're always greedy."
Zhao Liangxu said, "I don't like it now. The way Eunuch An is acting now has a kind of coercive feel to it."
Anhe's voice softened, as if a sore spot had been touched: "We didn't pinch you or bite you, so you're in pain? And you're saying we forced you... Oh, anyway, you still have other things on your mind, things that are better than us."
Other things?
Zhao Liangxu asked again, "Is Eunuch An jealous because of those things? But this wasn't your own decision..."
Anhe bit her lip; he didn't want to hear Zhao Liangxu speak.
Zhao Liangxu narrowed her eyes, her brows furrowing at the sudden light bite, which triggered her rebellious streak, and she bit back hard.
An He winced in pain and loosened his grip for a moment, but Zhao Liangxu broke free. However, Zhao Liangxu did not move away, but simply raised her hand and wiped An He's mouth.
Then he waved his blood-stained fingers in front of Anhe.
“Eunuch An, if you don’t have the ability to speak properly with me, then you should just give up on me.”
Anhe covered her mouth and glared at her, saying, "Yes, you're capable anyway."
"You're so capable of manipulating both us and others. We're just a eunuch, no more useful than those who are fully grown. You've long disliked us, haven't you? You say you like us, but you know all about those things anyway. Saying a few words to us won't hurt you, so you always make fun of us."
An He let Zhao Liangxu stand by the table, glaring at him provocatively. He was bitten and became much more sober. He flung his sleeves and took a few steps to sit on the edge of the bed, moving a little further away from Zhao Liangxu.
But he still gritted his teeth and said, "Now that we are really going to do what you said, you are not happy. It's just that you have no bargaining power. You can say whatever you want and deceive us however you want."
Zhao Liangxu frowned more and more as she listened.
Anhe had made up his mind to choose these things, since they were not much different from men's toys, and he couldn't tell the difference. He had already given them up at a young age, so how would he know the difference?
Anhe thought that if he himself was useless, using the things Zhao Liangxu had mentioned would surely be more useful.
But Zhao Liangxu was now aggressively questioning him again. It seemed that he, a high-ranking eunuch, was torturing himself internally and having to put up with the temper of this heartless person.
Already feeling annoyed, Zhao Liangxu was perfectly aware of the situation, but she pretended to be completely oblivious.
Instead, they questioned him about this and that.
How could he not be angry and annoyed?
He was used to being arrogant, and after gaining power, he became even more domineering. He could tolerate being gossiped about by his ministers, both openly and secretly, but there were plenty of people who flattered him and made him hear many good things.
But Zhao Liangxu did countless things that angered him, and he couldn't control or manage her.
He was a bit too forceful just now...
Anhe's chest heaved up and down, and he tried hard to hold his breath.
It was his fault; he was blinded by his temper and hit too hard, but Zhao Liangxu always acted innocent.
She did get angry.
An He's mind was still in turmoil when he heard Zhao Liangxu ask, "What are you saying, Eunuch An? What do you mean by 'I've got you under my thumb, and I'm also getting others under my thumb'?"
Do these things really have to be said clearly and thoroughly before they're considered a proper matter?
An He glanced at Zhao Liangxu and said, "With your skills, you're doing so well even here in our village. How can you not control others?" He brushed it off, but still didn't mention the post station incident.
If we don't say anything, there's still that thin layer of paper between us; but if we do say something, who knows what will happen next?
Is Zhao Liangxu trying to provoke me into getting angry and making me talk to her so I'll let her go?
Anhe felt that she had figured it out.
Therefore, Anhe remained silent after saying this.
But he scoffed inwardly. Even if everything was explained clearly, she still couldn't leave him. How could he possibly let go of something he had his eye on?
But Anhe didn't want to say it.
Seeing An He remain silent, Zhao Liangxu suddenly relaxed her brows and thought of a wicked remark.
She simply picked up the tray and placed it next to Anhe.
Zhao Liangxu: "If Eunuch An wants to use it, then go ahead and use it yourself. I don't want to use it without asking my opinion properly."
Anhe looked up abruptly. What was she saying?
Anhe's angry words were stuck in her throat: "You!"
Zhao Liangxu put down her arms and made a move to leave. As she slowly turned around, An He grabbed her arm.
"Where are you going? You're not allowed to leave."
Zhao Liangxu tried to pull her hand away from his, but to no avail. She didn't struggle hard, but simply turned halfway to look at An He.
“With Eunuch An holding me, of course I can’t leave,” Zhao Liangxu said lightly.
Anhe was amused by Zhao Liangxu's nonchalant attitude: "Are you doing this on purpose? With your size, I can easily grab you. You think you can't break free? You were glaring at me fiercely just now, but now you're all smiles. You're just being sarcastic. Zhao Liangxu, what are you thinking?"
"I just want to know what Eunuch An is thinking, just like Eunuch An wants to know what I'm thinking. Eunuch An, what happened to change your personality? You suddenly became so unpredictable. Eunuch An, you'll get tired of guessing for too long."
Despite the twists and turns of today, there was only one purpose: Zhao Liangxu wanted to know the source of Anhe's unpredictable mood swings these past few days.
Anhe was only verbally angry when she had just bitten him; he left her in annoyance and sat down on the edge of the bed.
This gave Zhao Liangxu an absurd idea: no matter what she did, An He would only indulge her, whether out of helplessness or out of anger.
She even thought of extreme examples, like how even if she found someone else, Anhe would glare at her with gritted teeth but swallow her resentment.
Anhe sneered: "You think our family can't do anything to you, right?"
Anyway, he was always the one who was angry. He almost never stopped Zhao Liangxu from saying or doing what she wanted. Not to mention Zhao Liangxu, even Zhang Sheng and others could see his attitude.
Anhe pulled Zhao Liangxu onto the bed, and their positions were reversed.
He said almost defiantly, "Fine, if you like to make things clear, then we won't stop you. But don't you think you should do something in return?"
Anhe continued the action he had been performing at the table.
He bent down and grabbed her collar, revealing Zhao Liangxu's white undergarment.
He then used the same action to untie the sash around Zhao Liangxu's side.
People are often less rational at night than during the day, and Anhe did those things with resentment and anger.
If it were daytime, Anhe would definitely regret it, but seeing Zhao Liangxu's somewhat dissatisfied expression now only made Anhe feel more uncomfortable.
He leaned down and whispered in Zhao Liangxu's ear, his words carrying a seductive undertone: "Zhao Liangxu, do you want to know what I think? It's simple. I'm a eunuch. Whatever you think a eunuch is, that's what I am. I've said before, I'm petty..."
He was jealous of that unknown, despicable woman.
He didn't continue, but simply placed his hand on the slightly opened shirt, smoothing out every crease, and said as he ran his fingers along it, "A eunuch is disgusting. You can't imagine how wicked a eunuch can be."
Then, Anhe lifted Zhao Liangxu's hand, placed her fingertips to his lips, and gently kissed them.
It was as if they were trying to comfort him.
Following her fingers, the back of her hand, and then her wrist, he gently sniffed and kissed along the curve of her arm.
Finally, it bit down hard on Zhao Liangxu's forearm.
Yes, he is just that bad.
A twisted eunuch—the word "twisted" has never been wrong in its application to Anhe.
Anhe himself was fully aware of the situation.
Anyway, he would never let Zhao Liangxu leave him.
Even if Zhao Liangxu dislikes him because of this, even if...
Anhe's dark thoughts had no chance to ferment further before they came to an end.
Because the burning sensation on his cheek interrupted everything.
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Author's Note: In this chapter, An He only angrily grabbed his clothes; nothing else happened. [Hands clasped in prayer]
This chapter has been revised again and again. How should I put it... Eunuch An is actually just that kind of person, but the end result is that he gets slapped.
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