Spoiled after marriage

"Say it again!" Xia Kui insisted.

Sheng Yan leaned close to her face and opened his thin lips slightly, "I said, you were very cute last night."

“…You, you get out!”

"It's cuter this way."

Xia Kui clenched her fist and was about to hit him, but he pressed the back of her head and kissed her. His big hand wrapped around her fist, and in a moment, their fingers were intertwined.

Her breath was occupied, and she could only put her other hand around his waist, "Sheng Yan, don't..."

"Yue'er, come back and kiss me again." Sheng Yan's eyes were filled with lust as he stroked her lips with his fingertips.

"How come you have it at home?" Xia Kui asked him hesitantly.

Sheng Yan raised his eyebrows, "I bought it on the day you disappeared."

Xia Kui was stunned and surprised. The two looked at each other and asked, "Mrs. Sheng, what are you thinking about?"

"Aren't you afraid that grandpa will beat you?"

Sheng Yan chuckled, "You want to have a baby?"

Xia Kui rolled her eyes at him and said, "Give birth to your own child."

"I won't," Sheng Yan held her face and whispered, "Even if we don't need a child, we can't have one tomorrow."

Xia Kui looked at the Patek Philippe watch on her hand. She didn't understand luxury goods and asked, "How much is this watch?"

"Fifty million"

"..." Xia Kui looked at him in shock, "Can it buy my life?"

Sheng Yan was amused by her and pinched her face: "It's just a watch, Mrs. Sheng deserves the best."

"Evil capitalist, get out, I want to change clothes." Xia Kui pushed him and heard the man say, "I'll change for you."

"Hmm? Do you want to listen to what you say?" How come I became more shameless overnight?

Sheng Yan pinched her chin and asked, "There's no class today, where are you going?"

"A date with a beautiful woman" Xia Kui knocked his hand away, "Why don't you go to work?"

The couple upstairs were still bickering when someone downstairs brought in clothes made for Xia Kui.

Master Zhou is worthy of being a master. The cheongsams are well-cut and the fabrics are soft and comfortable.

Xia Kui looked at the cheongsam on the bed, raised the corner of her mouth, and said slowly, holding Sheng Yan's shoulders, "Mr. Sheng, which one are you wearing?"

Sheng Yan: "..." He took the hand that was on his shoulder and hugged her behind his back, "Are you sure I can wear it?"

Xia Kui turned around and looked at him, "You want to cheat?"

Sheng Yan lifted her chin and smiled evilly, "Wearing this with you—huh? Madam Sheng?"

Xia Kui was speechless for a moment. "...You, pervert"

Sheng Yan pretended to be innocent: "What did I say?"

Xia Kui was at a disadvantage again and could only hit him. She hugged his neck and bit his lips, but she caught a glimpse of the strawberry mark on his neck.

"Why don't you bite anymore?" Sheng Yan licked his lips. Xia Kui took his hand and walked away. "Yue'er, what's wrong?"

Sheng Yan didn't understand what was going on. He was led by her to the dressing table and took out the concealer stick. When Xia Kui was about to put it on, he grabbed her wrist and said, "Yue'er, I don't need this."

"Your neck" Xia Kui pointed at his neck and hesitated to speak.

Sheng Yan held her in his arms and leaned over to look at her, "It's okay." He also gave her the lipstick and said, "Use this."

"Huh?" Xia Kui stared at him in shock. How could this man have no shame at all? She stretched out her wrist to show her, "President Shanda, you're late for work and you're not going to work yet."

It was ten o'clock. It was the first time that Sheng Yan was late for work. His assistant had been waiting for him in Sheng Garden.

The man sat lazily in the car, his face soft and less cold than usual.

Before leaving, Sheng Yan reminded her to drink less. Xia Kui kicked him, changed her clothes and went shopping with her best friend.

Song Qiao knew about the two of them. He looked her up and down, holding her arm and raising an eyebrow. "Yue'er, how are you?"

Xia Kui commented with two words, "Good waist."

"Haha" Song Qiao felt a little out of control and quickly covered her mouth. The two of them were waiting for the movie to start in the cinema, whispering intimately.

After dinner, Xia Kui returned to Sheng Garden. Sheng Yan had not come back yet. She went upstairs to the bedroom and was shocked to find that the second bedroom had become her exclusive dressing room.

The huge closet is filled with her clothes. Besides her purchases, there are also new women's clothing from big brands, new bags, custom-made shoes, and various styles...

Xia Kui stood in front of the dressing table, with a slight redness at the corners of her eyes. There was her jewelry box in the drawer.

Butler Qin told her that Sheng Yan had specifically instructed her before he left, that the second bedroom be converted into a dressing room in one day, and she would live in the master bedroom from now on.

When Sheng Yan returned home, he heard the sound of piano in the piano room. He leaned against the door and listened.

The lighting in the room was soft. Xia Kui was wearing a black fishtail skirt with a cinched waist that outlined her perfect figure. Her waist was slender and could be held in one hand. The sound of the piano was melodious.

Sheng Yan slowly approached her, and placed his bony hands on her shoulders. Xia Kui was startled, and turned back to meet his dark phoenix eyes, "You're back?"

Seeing the redness at the corners of her eyes, he lifted her chin with his slender fingers, "Mrs. Sheng is crying? Who bullied you?"

"Huh?" You can even see that? "It's okay," Xia Kui said lightly.

Sheng Yan pulled her up and sat her on his lap. "You're playing such a sad song. To be honest."

Hearing his question, Xia Kui's eyes turned red again. She remained silent with her eyelids drooping.

Sheng Yan pinched her chin and looked at her with a frown, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you pinching me?"

Sheng Yan didn't want to ask anymore. He kissed her lips passionately and domineeringly, stroking her back with his big hands.

Xia Kui was stunned by the kiss for a moment, but soon she couldn't help but hug his neck in response. Five minutes later, Sheng Yan looked at her confused eyes and said, "Say it or not? If not, keep kissing."

"You..." Xia Kui's eyes were misty as she breathed slowly in his arms.

Sheng Yan put his ear close to hers and said, "Yue'er, what's wrong?"

"The movie was so sad that I cried." Xia Kui watched a sad movie.

Sheng Yan was stunned and touched her ear. "So stupid? It's all fake."

Xia Kui's eyes were red, "Really?"

"Okay," Sheng Yan held her in his arms and comforted her, "Don't cry."

"Why are you holding me? Why don't you go to work?"

"Come with me," Sheng Yan pulled her and walked to the study.

While he was working, Xia Kui turned on the computer and chose a horror movie, saying it would calm her nerves. Butler Qin prepared some fruit for her.

Sheng Yan looked up at her. Xia Kui was engrossed in watching a horror film, chewing potato chips without stopping. She sat upright, her arms crossed, occasionally eating a snack. As she was watching, her phone rang.

Xia Kui looked at the incoming call number, frowning slightly. She answered the call, said a few words, and then hung up. It was from Germany. After answering the phone, she sent a message to her bestie, almost blurting out the essence of Chinese culture.

She had a smile on her face and was concentrating on sending messages, not noticing the man walking towards her.

Sheng Yan put his arm around her shoulders. Xia Kui looked up at the man with a smile in her eyes, "Are you okay?"

“Who are you messaging?”

As her "best friend" said this, she turned off her phone so that he wouldn't see it.

"So happy?" Sheng Yan raised his eyebrows and touched her face as he looked at her reaction.

"Yes, do you have any objections?" Xia Kui pushed him away and sat at the desk, taking a look at his computer.

"Mrs. Sheng, come here."

"come here."

Sheng Yan curled his lips into a smile and stood up and walked over. "Are you satisfied with the cloakroom?"

"You did it on purpose," Xia Kui looked at him with dissatisfaction

"Mrs. Sheng doesn't like it?" Sheng Yan put his hands on the table and looked at her leisurely.

"I'm going to sleep downstairs!" she deliberately sang a different tune.

Sheng Yan walked over, picked her up and sat her on the table, holding her in front of him. "Do you still want to sleep alone?" He leaned over to kiss her.

"Don't," Xia Kui pushed him away and changed the subject, "Well, grandpa's birthday is coming soon, will there be a lot of people?"

"Well, the gifts are ready, don't worry." Sheng Yan put his arm around her waist to bring the two of them closer.

"Why should I worry? I'm just a poor man."

When Sheng Yan heard her words, the corners of his mouth curled up, "How could Mrs. Sheng be a pauper?"

She raised her eyes and met his. She tilted her head slightly, looking at him with her watery eyes. Sheng Yan slowly moved closer to her lips, "Yue'er, let's go to bed."