's age.I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.Wen Yu Zhou's voice sounded: "My waist is very good.""Don't stare at it for so long."The man's voice held a hint of iciness.Those eyes looked over,...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.u wasn't like that. I actually felt that Wen Yan didn't seem to have much emotion at all.Wen Yan only then lifted her face, her lips were not moist, and she coldly whispered: "It's not a secret anyway...