Spoiling My Wife Without Limits: My Substitute Bride Begs for Hugs Every Day

“You always look at me like I’ve done something wrong. What do I want from you? Your age? Your bad temper? Or the way you’re always imagining things?” After a few months of marriage, Xinyu had finally had enough. Lu Yan was stunned. His age? His bad temper? Always imagining things? Fine! Someone had just managed to get on his nerves. By the time a certain brave soul was slung over someone’s shoulder, it seemed too late to apologize.