Spoiled after marriage

Sheng Yan knelt in the ancestral hall with his back straight, apologizing to the ancestors of the Sheng family.

Xia Kui was wearing a light-colored cheongsam with a wisp of black hair draped over her chest, looking like a young lady from the Republic of China watching a young general being punished.

Not only was he forced to kneel, but he also received a harsh reprimand from the old man. Sheng Yan half-closed his eyes, not daring to resist. He let his arms hang naturally, glancing at someone not far away.

Sheng Rong motioned Xia Kui to come over and handed her the family whip. "Xiao Kui, come and beat him. Let your anger out. Don't feel sorry for him."

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The couple were both stunned. Xia Kui looked at the whip in her hand, and Sheng Yan looked at her face. Their eyes met for a moment.

The old man stood up and walked out of the room. Sheng Yu said, "I apologized for my mistake," and followed his father out. Li Shuhua looked at her son and said to Xia Kui, "Hit him a few more times," and then left.

The only ones left in the ancestral hall were Sheng Yan, who was kneeling, and Xia Kui, who was holding a whip and eager to try.

In the study, Sheng Rong was drinking tea. Sheng Yu looked at his father, who was as steady as a rock, and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, is this okay?"

The old man looked displeased: "You still feel sorry for him?"

Sheng Yu: "No, I mean, can the two of them reconcile?"

Sheng Rong took a sip of tea and spoke slowly, "Then it depends on your son. If he can't even coax his wife, how can he manage Changsheng?"

The three elders here have good intentions. In order to have a (great) grandson as soon as possible, they don't care about Sheng Yan's life or death at all.

In the ancestral hall, Xia Kui tightened the whip in her hand, looked him up and down, and raised the corners of her mouth: Now it falls into my hands.

Sheng Yan noticed her expression and said, "Wife, my knee hurts."

Xia Kui was speechless: "...It's only been an hour, what are you calling?" You're just pretending!

Sheng Yan pursed his lips and frowned: "If you don't believe me, just look, it will definitely turn red."

Xia Kui lifted her chin with the whip: "Why are you pretending? I haven't hit you yet."

Sheng Yan's face was filled with frustration: "Wife, are you so cruel?"

"It's useless to act coquettishly," Xia Kui said unmoved and looked at him with her hands crossed.

"Hiss——" Sheng Yan looked troubled and in pain.

"Huh?" Xia Kui frowned, "Stop pretending!" But she found that he seemed to be in real pain, staring at her sideways.

"Are you okay?" Xia Kui looked puzzled. Are you so weak?

Sheng Yan bent over and supported himself on the ground with one hand. His face looked bad and his brows were furrowed.

Seeing him in such an awkward position, Xia Kui said, "Grandpa isn't here, why don't you get up first?" Seeing that he didn't move, she leaned closer and asked, "Ayan?"

Hearing this name again, Sheng Yan curled his lips slightly, raised his head with a sad look and said, "Yue'er, my knee hurts."

"Then, you get up first," Xia Kui said, reaching out to pull him, "Why are you so weak, oh?"

In the study, Sheng Rong said calmly, "What's going on?"

Old housekeeper: "They are already hugging each other."

The old man raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, "You've got it, little brat."

Xia Kui was hugged tightly by him, her Adam's apple still rolling in the crook of her neck, "You, get up!"

Sheng Yan put half of his weight on her, his face against hers, and held her in a reassuring manner.

"Sheng Yan, you're pretending again! Let me go!" Xia Kui, unable to bear his weight, patted his back. However, the man didn't react at all and hugged her even tighter.

"Yue'er, don't go."

"Get away!"

Sheng Yan was holding her and trying to comfort her when the old man came over with the family rules: "Xiao Kui, he bullied you again. Grandpa will beat him up to vent your anger?" He was about to hit her.

"Uh, Grandpa, no." Xia Kui was shocked and quickly stood in front of him to stop him.

Sheng Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was protecting him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You don't have to feel sorry for him. Today, grandpa will beat this unfilial son." Sheng Rong did not bluff and directly whipped Sheng Yan on the back. Sheng Yan groaned in pain and frowned.

Xia Kui didn't expect Sheng Rong to really hit her. "Grandpa, don't hit him anymore," she said as she reached for the whip, glanced at the man being beaten, and frowned in pain.

Sheng Rong calmly took the whip and said, "I'll spare you for Xiao Kui's sake." Before leaving, he left the whip to Xia Kui and told her that he would whip Sheng Yan if he didn't obey.

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After punishing Sheng Yan, the couple was allowed to go back. Butler Qin was kept in the old house by the old man to give him a lot of space to coax his wife.

In Sheng Garden, in the bedroom, Xia Kui looked at Sheng Yan with a whip in her hand, "I wonder if this whip is useful?"

Sheng Yan was shocked: "...Wife, it hurts a lot."

Xia Kui giggled: "You'll know if it hurts after you try it."

..."Hiss" Sheng Yan covered his back and grimaced in pain.

"Sheng Yan, you are pretending again, right? Oh." Xia Kui was pulled into his arms with his long arms.

Sheng Yan grabbed her hand and placed it on his back, "Feel it."

As if she had really been whipped, Xia Kui pushed his chest and said, "I don't want it, you deserve it!"

Sheng Yan felt wronged: "Yue'er, you obviously care about me"

Xia Kui was unmoved: "Who is it? I don't know him!"

Sheng Yan held the back of her head close to him and said, "Then you continue to fight, okay?"

Xia Kui retorted angrily: "Do you think I don't dare?"

Sheng Yan helped her stand up, then unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes fixed on her.

"..." Xia Kui was puzzled. What was this person doing?

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw that he had taken off his shirt. The sight of his eight-pack abs made her drool. Sheng Yan turned around and said, "Let's fight."

Xia Kui stared at his back in a daze. There was a whip mark on it. Her brows furrowed slightly: The old man was really heavy-handed. He was his grandson after all.

Sheng Yan kept waiting, but the woman behind him didn't move. "Yue'er?"

Xia Kui, who was in a daze, was brought back to her senses by his voice. She snorted, threw away the whip and turned to leave, not wanting to be hugged by Sheng Yan from behind.

His hot chest pressed against her back, and his warm breath touched her neck: "Mrs. Sheng, are you worried about me?"

Xia Kui avoided his lips: "You are so self-indulgent!"

"Can we talk?" Sheng Yan held her in his arms and sat her on the bed, then squatted in front of her and held her hand.

Xia Kui turned her head away from him, her eyes half-closed by her long eyelashes, and she pursed her red lips without saying a word.

"Yue'er," Sheng Yan reached out to touch her face, "Say something to me."

"Put on your clothes!" She slapped his hand away, "Ugh"

Sheng Yan grabbed her hand, pressed it on the bed and kissed her. His entire red lips were occupied by her, as if they had been kissing for a century.

Xia Kui's eyes were filled with tenderness, their fingers intertwined, and Sheng Yan was still rubbing her lips, "Yue'er, don't leave me."

His emotional voice, filled with pleading, hit her heart hard, and his phoenix eyes were filled with emotion.

Xia Kui's eyes were hazy: "You don't believe me."

"How could I remain indifferent when I saw you hugging him?" Sheng Yan placed her hand on his chest, his heart beating fast. "Only if you care will you mind."

"Do you care about me or your face?" Xia Kui questioned him, "When you say spoil me, do you mean you coax me when you are in a good mood? I am not your pet."

Sheng Yan's throat tightened. "I never treated you as a pet." He paused and continued, "It's me who didn't face my feelings. I don't know when I fell in love with you. Your every move touched my heart."

Xia Kui felt his strong heartbeat in her palm, and the man's affectionate confession, and her heart moved slightly. She was not heartless, she knew Sheng Yan's goodness, but she would not compromise easily.

"Yue'er" Sheng Yan hugged her tightly, "Let's not quarrel."

"Don't hug me." Xia Kui struggled in his arms, and Sheng Yan held her face and kissed her.

Xia Kui was furious: "What are you doing!"

Sheng Yan licked his lips: "If you don't hug me, then kiss me."

"...rascal." Xia Kui turned over with her back still pressed against his chest.

Sheng Yan rested his forehead against her neck, his hands locked around her belly: "Yue'er, can we make peace?"