face all year. A fake is still a fake. With Ning Shu's looks, it's good that Brother Cheng didn't vomit...."Jin Cheng was flirting with the boy in his arms.Hearing this, a picture of Ning Shu's heale...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.ith a sullen expression: "What are you doing"Ning Shu felt that he needed a suppressor, just in his room.He thinks now it might take more than just one.He was a little dazed, thinking to himself that...