On the wedding day, looking at his parents sitting under the stage doting on him, his brothers doting on him, his close friends, and... standing by his side, a lifelong lover, a mist of water appeared in Shen Jiangling's eyes.

It seems that what he lacked in the past was made up by God in such a way.

"I do." Shen Jiangling said these three words with a smile, and exchanged a pious and sweet kiss with Gu Chaoci.

After the wedding, they returned to the wedding room, which was decorated especially festively.

After washing, the two of them lay down on the egg-shaped bed covered with a red quilt, and gradually moved closer together.

A few minutes later, Gu Chaoci held down Shen Jiangling's tentative hand, with a little panic in his voice, "Xiaoling?"

"Aci, don't be afraid, I'll be gentler and not let you hurt." Shen Jiangling shyly reassured, "I don't mind if you can't do it, don't be too inferior."

For today, Shen Jiangling has done a lot of homework.

Hearing this "considerate" remark, Gu Chaoci laughed angrily.

He turned over and overwhelmed Shen Jiangling, proving with his actions whether he could do it or not.

That night, Shen Jiangling paid a terrible price.

I don't know how many times Gu Chaoci forced him to say "You are the best", and when it was over, his voice was hoarse.

The next morning, Shen Jiangling was still in his sleep, feeling a hand moving on his body in a daze, he shivered and begged for mercy.

"Xiaoling, don't be afraid, I'll give you a massage, otherwise you won't be able to get out of bed for a while." Gu Chaoci kissed Shen Jiangling's forehead and coaxed softly.

He knew that he was very tired last night, and now he puts his posture very low.

Shen Jiangling was relieved, hummed, and fell asleep again.

Gu Chaoci used to train, and he was very tired after a day. If he didn't massage, the next day's training would not be complete at all.

Over time, he developed a good skill.

Now it finally comes in handy.

After a conscientious massage for half an hour, the old housekeeper knocked on the door and told them to go downstairs for dinner.

Gu Chaoci originally wanted Shen Jiangling to lie in bed and eat, but Shen Jiangling wanted shame and refused to live or die.

He could only half hug and half hug to take people into the bathroom to wash, then change clothes and go downstairs.

The old butler was very considerate, worried that Shen Jiangling was shy, and replaced all the chairs in the restaurant with padded ones.

Shen Jiangling didn't pay attention at first, but when he sat down, he realized that something was wrong, and his face that was already red was almost dripping blood now.

The two sat together, one of them was lethargic and looked like a nail was placed under his butt.

The other one was radiant and in high spirits, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth never went down.

No need to think about what happened last night.

The old housekeeper felt sorry for Shen Jiangling and asked him to eat more.

Seeing Shen Jiangling's well-behaved appearance, the old housekeeper couldn't help scolding Gu Chaoci in his heart.

After breakfast, Shen Jiangling was still not feeling well, so he decided to go upstairs and sleep for a while. Gu Chaoci took the documents and went into the room to accompany him.

In a daze, Shen Jiangling didn't know what was going on. He remembered the old men and women who had been drugged on the old streets. The next day the heroine found out that the wrong person was dressed and ran away. The dog blood plot, rolled his eyes.

The heroine was able to jump and run away the next day, those bosses are too vain, right?

He, a person who exercises regularly, almost died in bed. If it wasn't for Gu Chaoci's massage station in the morning, how strong are those delicate girls?

The sound of breathing in his ears gradually calmed down, Gu Chaoci put down the document and walked to the bed gently.

Staring at Shen Jiangling's sleeping face for a long time, he bent down, held Shen Jiangling's ring-wearing hand, and dropped a kiss.

This man is finally his.

very nice.

The wedding of Gu Chaoci and Shen Jiangling was huge, no worse than that of Shen Xuanjing and Zhou Shengnan.

In the prison, Leng Sihan mechanically waved his pickaxe to mine.

The temperature in early spring was still a little low, but after a few hours of physical labor, although he was only wearing a white vest, it was not cold at all, and he was sweating a little.

The sound of ding ding dang lingered in my ears, and after a slight pause, what was waiting was the merciless scolding of the prison guards.

When he first entered the prison, Leng Sihan couldn't adapt to the shabby room and rough food here. He protested countless times, and even slack off when he was working.

Then he was imprisoned in a small dark room for punishment.

After a few times, he had to learn to be good and accept the reality.

The sharp edges and corners were gradually smoothed out by the day-to-day oppression. dreamed back several times in the middle of the night, thinking of the once brocade clothes and jade food, but it was as far away as what happened in previous life.

The sharpness in Leng Sihan's eyes gradually faded, becoming numb.

There is a room in the prison.

On weekends, prisoners can go there to read a book after the heavy task is over, which is regarded as one of the few leisure time.

In addition to books with political overtones, there are also some entertainment newspapers and magazines, and even comics.

It was here that Leng Sihan saw Shen Jiangling's first comic.

Looking at the gentle smiling young man in the author's introduction on the cover page, Leng Sihan almost couldn't help tearing the book!

At that time, he could be said to have hated Shen Jiangling to the core. If it weren't for Shen Jiangling, would he have ended up in this field?

Leng Sihan even swore that when he got out of prison, he would make Shen Jiangling's life worse than death!

But when he opened the book and saw the protagonist in the comics clumsily and humblely pursuing the person he liked, he fell silent.

Yes, in the past, Shen Jiangling was like a little tail, following behind him all day long. When he was happy, he smiled foolishly.

When he frowned, he scratched his head and asked why he was unhappy, and then tried his best to help himself solve the problem.

No matter how impatient or bad attitude he is, no matter how sad Shen Jiangling is, he will wipe away his tears and try his best to show himself a bright smile.