e embarrassed.A boy's cheerful laughter echoed over.Wen Yu Zhou stopped his steps, those eyes coldly glanced over.Zhao Lesheng said: “Don’t you want to drink If you don’t, drink it for me.”Ning Shudao...The man's hands were coarse and broad, with a faint layer of calluses. In contrast, the youth in his wedding attire had slender, fair fingers.

Ning Shu looked down at his face, her heart inexplicably feeling a warmth.

He never thought he would one day marry a man.

Everyone in the palace knew that the prince was getting married today. Red decorations were hung everywhere, celebrating the joyous occasion. However, the bride wasn't some wealthy heiress. It was Young Master Ning. Young Master Ning was handsome, and in his red wedding attire, his slender figure stood tall and proud, looking elegant and beautiful.new such an explanation was futile, Ning Shu still wanted to explain.Xie Ci hummed softly, his voice low and magnetic: "O-ega."That slender, fair finger lifted the garment.Seeing this, Ning Shu's lips...