It's getting late, go to sleep. 。The man's low, magnetic voice suddenly pulled Jiang Can back from his thoughts. 。At that moment, our eyes met. His gaze was deep and dark like ink, swirling with unfathomable emotions. 。Jiang Canzhang grasped his hand, and his heart beat faster. 。,Not until the man walked out of the bathroom after his shower did he soberly realize that tonight was their wedding night, spent with the man before him. 。However, she didn't know how to get along with her new husband, especially since she was a replacement bride. 。As a bastard child of a wealthy family, I married this penniless man for my elder sister. It was to fulfill the marriage agreement made between our families' previous generations and to receive the hefty dowry. 。With money, Mom's illness can be cured, my brother can continue his studies, and our family can live a good life. 。,Ginger hastily pulled the blanket over, her little face flushed red. 。After marriage, the depths of his eyes became even more profound and complex. 。He walked slowly to her side, his voice low and icy with a hint of husky ambiguity, "It's getting late, let's sleep." 。This time, the emphasis was placed on the two words "we". 。Jiang Can's heart jumped out of his throat, closing his eyes. Suddenly, a force encircled his waist, and he leaned into that person's embrace, being pressed down onto the bed by him…。