Spoiled after marriage

The Spring Festival holiday was over and Sheng Yan had to go to work. When he woke up in the morning, he insisted on holding his wife to wash and eat together.

Xia Kui was very angry when she woke up and bit his arm in anger.

In the cloakroom, Xia Kui pulled her little face to help him tie his tie, "Mr. Sheng acts like a big boss every day!" Her hands were not gentle either.

Sheng Yan hugged his wife's waist with his arms, looked down at her, and said, "Call me uncle."

Xia Kui frowned and punched him in the chest, but was held down by his big hand.

She gave him a helpless look and reached out to straighten his collar. "Okay, let's go to work."

Sheng Yan leaned over and kissed her forehead, then held her shoulders and warned her, "Don't hold the child, just look at him. Have a good rest."

A caesarean section is very damaging, and he felt that his wife had not yet fully recovered. Especially when he saw the shallow scar on her lower abdomen during the shower, he felt very distressed.

Xia Kui lifted his chin and urged, "Master, let's get going."

Sheng Yan walked to the door and then turned back, took her into his arms, leaned over and made a mark on her neck, "Don't run around."

"..." Xia Kui was led downstairs by his hand and watched him go to work. The man in the car window waved at her.

As soon as Sheng Yan left, Xia Kui went to the nursery to see the baby.

The two babies were sleeping, and she sat on the bed, watching them tenderly. With her pink and tender little faces, she couldn't help but kiss her son and daughter on the side of their cheeks.

Because her best friend also went to work, Xia Kui stayed at home to work these two days to prepare for the new semester.

In the office of President Changsheng, Sheng Yan was working at his desk, dressed in a suit and tie, with a stern expression, telling people not to approach him.

Perhaps he was tired, he pinched his nose with his bony fingers and glanced at his phone.

In the surveillance video, Xia Kui was wearing a home knitted dress, lying on the sofa on the terrace reading a book, with a half-eaten durian on the table beside her.

Sheng Yan looked at the person on the screen with gentle eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and sent a message: Little friend, do you miss me?

A minute later, the child said: I don’t want to.

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Sheng Yan: Don’t you miss me at all?

Xia Kui: It’s three o’clock now.

Sheng Yan: Take a shower in the evening and wait for me at home.

Nian Nian and Niannian are two months old now. They have started to recognize their parents and interact with them, smiling at them.

Xia Kui turned off her phone and didn't reply to him. She continued eating durian. After eating, she went downstairs to the baby room to see the child.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a black Koenigsegg stopped in the garden. A tall man got out of the car, holding flowers and gifts.

Sheng Yan walked into the living room, passed by the baby room without even looking, and went straight to the master bedroom upstairs.

When I opened the door and went in, I found my wife was not there. I went downstairs to the baby room and found the mother and her two children affectionately hugging each other.

Grandma was there too, as was the nanny.

Li Shuhua looked at her son at the door and said, "Look, Dad is back."

Xia Kui also looked up, with a smile on her face, "Come and hug the child."

Sheng Yan strode over and took his daughter.

Nian Nian was very happy to see her father. She had big eyes and babbled to him in baby talk.

But her father just curled his lips slightly and touched her little face lightly with the back of his hand, and Xia Kui also teased her.

Sheng Yan only held his daughter for a while before handing her to her grandmother. He then hugged his wife and went upstairs to their room.

When he returned to the bedroom, he hugged his wife and sat on the bed and kissed her. After a while, Xia Kui was dizzy from his kiss. Their foreheads were pressed together and they were breathing rapidly.

"Mrs. Sheng doesn't miss me?" Sheng Yan's tone was a little aggrieved, with redness at the corners of his eyes.

"Why are you acting like a spoiled child again?" Xia Kui smiled with her peach blossom eyes and kissed his eyes, "My little darling husband."

"Do you want it?" Sheng Yan put his arm around her waist, his Adam's apple close to his wife's neck.

"Yes," Xia Kui ruffled his hair, "Are you tired? Do you want to take a shower?"

"Wash me." The man carried her to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Xia Kui was picked up by him and sat on the sink, with his clothes under her butt.

Sheng Yan supported himself with his hands on both sides and leaned closer to her, "Let's take a shower and go to bed."

Xia Kui put her arms around his neck and said softly, "It's still early."

Sheng Yan raised his eyes slightly and moved closer to her face, almost touching the tip of his nose. "Yue'er, please feel sorry for me. Your husband has been a monk for half a year."

Xia Kui raised her eyes and met a pair of phoenix eyes full of predatory affection. Their lips and teeth touched each other in the breath, exuding a strong and charming breath.

"Ayan,"

"Yue'er, I love you."

After a while, the sound of water from the shower came from the bathroom.

The dreamy starry sky ceiling is romantic and affectionate, with seductive love words and lingering fragrance.

The cold bright moon outside the window has also hidden in the corner of the world, and the love for Wushan and Yunmeng is endless.

The moonlight tonight is no longer cold

The morning sun shines through the window onto the curtains, filling the bedroom with soft light.

Xia Kui covered her waist, her white fingertips trembling, "Sheng Yan!"

The man half-supported his head, his eyes tender, and spoke lazily, "What's wrong?"

Xia Kui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tried to shake off the big hand that was around her waist, but he pulled her into his arms forcefully and stroked her lower back with his palm.

Sheng Yan lowered his eyes, looked at the strawberry mark on her collarbone, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Yue'er."

Xia Kui didn't want to pay attention to him. She felt very uncomfortable because of the pain in her waist and back. She refused his approach and now her wrinkled face was adorable.

"Good girl," Sheng Yan coaxed her into a hug. Seeing her like this, he had already guessed what was going on. He examined her, frowning.

My wife gets hurt easily, so we always have medicine at home.

Xia Kui wanted to push him away, her eyes full of resentment, "Sheng Yan, you are not a human!"

Last night, the man was really not a human being. In the cloakroom, he hugged his wife and said, "Yue'er looks so beautiful in the dressing mirror."

For a long time, Xia Kui huddled in his arms. Sheng Yan still held her tightly, looking straight at his wife: "I am yours."

Xia Kui grabbed his clothes and said, "Don't you always listen to me?"

Sheng Yan rested his hand on her forehead and said, "I heard it."

"I told you to be gentle, so you have to listen."

"no"

...Xia Kui really wanted to kick him off the bed, but she was held in his arms and could only passively let him take advantage of her.

Sheng Yan held her tightly in his arms and refused to get up. He kissed and coaxed her, and put the necklace he bought last night on her finger.

He said, with you, the moon is bright and the wind is clear.

The spring breeze in Shengyuan still whispers as usual, it is the magic hand of love.

Xia Kui couldn't stand his sweet talk so early in the morning, so she pushed him to get up and go to work, "You're going to be late."

"I'll hold you for breakfast." Sheng Yan's eyes were gentle, and he gently held a strand of her hair beside her ear.

"I want to sleep, get out of here!" Xia Kui's patience with Mr. Sheng was running out.

Sheng Yan has always been domineering. He carried her to brush her teeth and wash her face. The person in his arms was yawning, and he picked her up and took her to the restaurant for dinner.

After dinner, Sheng Yan went to work and asked her to call him if she had anything.

Xia Kui ignored him and went upstairs to continue sleeping as soon as he left, sleeping until noon.

I woke up in a daze, opened my phone and saw a call and message from Xiao Zijun.

Luan Jing was waiting for her at Taotie and made an appointment to meet today.

Xia Kui got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She felt much more awake. In the mirror, she saw a stunningly beautiful face.

In the antique tea-tasting area in Taotie's first-floor office, a man in a high-end black suit picked up the teacup with his slender white hands and took a sip.

The man had a sharp jawline, a sexy Adam's apple, hair parted in the middle, long legs, and shiny leather shoes.

It was Xia Kui, dressed in men's clothes, wearing a limited edition rose gold Patek Philippe watch 5175R on her wrist.

One arm was casually draped on the sofa, her charming peach blossom eyes were cold and distant, and she spoke in a magnetic male voice, "Mr. Luan."

As soon as the words were spoken, Xiao Zijun, who was sitting next to him, raised his eyebrows and curled his lips with a naughty smile.

Luan Jing looked at the "man" opposite him with an inquiring look, and felt that he looked somewhat familiar. He asked tentatively, "Are you Mr. Taotie?"