seen him smoke. 。Yu Fei couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect the male god to smoke either." 。Ning Shu doesn't speak. 。。He still remembered the first time he saw Fu Xingzhou, the other man slightl...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. variety of intimate acts. 。Moreover, even if Ning Shu spent more effort, she would only feel tired. 。It wasn't my young master who was crying and begging for mercy there, the words, the tone... 。So...