his buttocks and kneading them like dough.Ning Shu couldn't help but speak in a choked voice: "I don't need your help...just go..."His hand reached out and pushed, but it didn't budge.The man was alr...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. it was a bit hard to speak up. He couldn't possibly say that he suspected Michelle had never lost her memory, or that she didn't recognize him.These words are beyond expression.And the stranger look...