Ning Shu softly hummed in response and then followed behind the wild god. The base looked just like a club, but the area wasn't small; it had dedicated entertainment areas and training grounds.There a...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. Shu pursed his lips. Qi Jun seemed to particularly like calling him by his nickname, especially when it came to those things. He almost instantly brought back yesterday's memories, and he couldn't he...