Once before, at a classmates' reunion, they had kissed because of a game. She had almost forgotten the feeling of that kiss, but remembered how nervous and trembling she was.
About two months after they got married, just like tonight, in the dead of night, he came home drunk and began to do what husbands and wives do. She didn't know if it was because he was drunk, but that time, he wasn't so rough, and she got carried away, wrapped her arms around his neck, and willingly kissed him.
However, before her lips even touched his, he suddenly yanked her arm, throwing her off the bed. Not caring about his unfulfilled desires, he stared at her coldly and said mercilessly, "Don't disgust me!"
Then he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
Since then, she never dared to take the initiative to kiss him again.
