Dressed as cannon fodder to marry into a wealthy family

The venue for the wedding was chosen at the Royal Opera House in country f.

The theater combining classical and Baroque styles stands on the ground. The two statues on the top of the house are lifelike. The whole building reveals incomparable exquisiteness in the atmosphere. Even if there are no actors dancing on the stage, it is still the nineteenth century. One of the greatest works of art.

Even though it was a wedding that attracted all the attention of the media, they only sent wedding invitations to their friends, and even the reporters were turned away by them, and they were shut out.

Both Wangzai and Xuebing put on bow ties and lay quietly on the chairs.

Shen Yuanting was dressed in a black suit with a straight back, staring at the other end of the corridor, waiting for another groom to appear.

The theater is decorated with flowers picked in the early morning, and the magnificent design is integrated with the beauty of nature, but everything is bleak, and only the youth who is gradually walking towards him is the only bright color.

Yan Zhao was wearing a matching dress with Shen Yuanting, his eyes were extremely brightly reflected by the bright light, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Yuanting recorded every minute and every second when Yan Zhao walked over, and his icy complexion melted, leaving only a pool of gentle water.

After the ceremony one by one, the pastor said: "Next, please exchange vows between the two newlyweds."

This is one of the most sacred parts of the wedding. Shen Yuanting and Yan Zhao chose the most traditional oath of a Western-style wedding, and it is also the most widely circulated part.

Under the leadership of the pastor, the promise was made.

"I, Shen Yuanting, would like to be a partner with Yan Zhao." Shen Yuanting held Yan Zhao's hand, his eyes reflected the smiling face of the young man, "From now on, no matter in good times or in bad times, rich or poor, healthy or poor, disease……"

Yan Zhao has never been interested in oaths, how much credibility can be said with one mouth, but the man's eyes are burning like a blazing flame, trying to burn all the betrayals and lies in the world, leaving only Love and fidelity.

Yan Zhao's face became hot when he saw him. Even though he knew that he would have to repeat the oath under the leadership of the pastor, he couldn't help but promise with Shen Yuanting in his heart when Shen Yuanting said the last sentence: "I will cherish the oath." You, love you, love you until death do us part."

Yan Zhao has been acting all year round, has an excellent memory and is not stage frightened, but when he made his vows, he rarely felt a kind of nervousness.

He almost misses biting his tongue as he followed the pastor to say his lines.

Shen Yuanting always had an imperceptible smile on his face. After he finished reading the oath, he held his left hand and put the ring on his ring finger. His posture was unprecedentedly cautious and pious.

Afterwards, Yan Zhao also put the ring on the man's slender knuckles. After putting the ring on the man's slender knuckles, the man's familiar breath enveloped him. Shen Yuanting hugged him, lifted his chin, and kissed his soft lips.

It's just that lips are pressed against lips, which is much gentler and purer than those deep kisses in the past, but Yan Zhao's heartbeat is unprecedentedly violent.

There were friendly applause and whistles, and the two separated, but they still held each other tightly.

……

They were all friends, and they were not so formal at the wedding banquet, with the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding and teasing laughter constantly.

Holding the wine glass, Sheng Xin said jealously: "Back then, I really thought that Lao Shen would marry an orphan, but it turned out that you were the first one to get married in our compound......"

Shen Yuanting: "You can strive to be the last one to get married."

Sheng Xin: "..."

Ying Hongyu: "..."

Yan Zhao: "...don't mock others at the wedding!"

The noisy banquet lasted until Liu Shaotou on the moon, after seeing off the guests, Yan Zhao and Shen Yuanting returned to the hotel suite.

The alcohol content of the drink was extremely low, and Yan Zhao was still a little drunk. He loosened his tie in a daze, unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt, and lay down on the bed in a daze.

As soon as the bed sank, Shen Yuanting sat beside him and touched his face: "Is your stomach still able to take it? I'll get you hangover soup?"

"No need." Yan Zhao rubbed his hand like a docile cat, "I'm just a little tired."

Shen Yuanting lay beside him, hugged him into his arms, Yan Zhao's lips pressed against his Adam's apple, feeling the protruding cartilage on the other side rolling.

Yan Zhao chuckled twice, put his mouth in his mouth, and kissed gently.

Shen Yuanting held his waist, turned over, and pressed him under him.

He saw his sly and proud black eyes flashing, his throat tightened, he lowered his head, and kissed his lips.

This was Shen Yuanting's roughest time, he seemed to have lost all reason, and only relied on animalistic and instinct to possess his lover. He didn't listen to Yan Zhao's cries, and bullied him until his face flushed.

After coming several times, Yan Zhao panted lowly, resting his hands on the mirror, tears hanging from his eyelashes.

The image reflected in the mirror made his stomach feel sour, and his sense of shame and curiosity almost kept his five senses at their most sensitive state.The people behind him seemed to have infinite energy, Yan Zhao was rendered powerless by Shen Yuanting, and could only let him do some more excessive behaviors.

After it was over, Yan Zhao felt that his whole body was falling apart, every bone was so crisp that it would fall apart at the touch. He lay quietly on the bed, staring at the man condemningly.

Shen Yuanting stroked every inch of skin under his palm contentedly, feeling satisfied and comfortable in his heart.

Shen Yuanting suddenly said: "It's the first time I saw you, and I think you must have no good intentions."

Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, remembering that rainy night, he was wandering around the trash can like a headless fly, looking for Wang Zai to find him and he was about to collapse.

He intentionally pinched Shen Yuanting's face: "I found your son after three o'clock in the middle of the night, and you still treat me coldly, do you have a conscience?"

Shen Yuanting: "You kicked me back then, I think you might have lost your mind because of the rain."

"..." Yan Zhao's subordinates increased their strength, "You want to relive the pain, don't you?"

Shen Yuanting smiled at him and hugged him tightly: "You were so stupid at the time, you showed off your tail just by cheating."

Yan Zhao was a little embarrassed, and within a few days of being together with Shen Yuanting, he fell off the horse, and his actor's face was lost: "...Isn't it that I am not familiar with the character design that 'I' should have?" Who reads a novel I will also go out of my way to analyze the psychological activities of the cannon fodder male supporting role. It would be great if I don't forget his name.

Shen Yuanting wanted to bring it up with him, and Yan Zhao got excited: "Do you still remember what you did to me after I met Han Yuxuan in the bar?"

Shen Yuanting: "..." That is to put the drugged person in the back seat for various hints, force him to promise never to betray himself, and then leave the lover who has softened into a puddle of water alone in the back seat to play...

He deserves death.

Yan Zhao: "You really want to piss me off."

Shen Yuanting kissed him on the cheek: "It's my fault, don't be angry."

Yan Zhao: "Do you have the guts not to touch me for the rest of your life?"

Shen Yuanting lowered his eyes and said softly: "Don't... I can't leave you..."

Seeing him pretending to be pitiful, Yan Zhao smiled, left two kisses on his face, and said generously, "I forgive you!"

Before going to bed, Shen Yuanting told him about his previous life: "They should have divorced when I was in the sixth grade. It was a bit uncomfortable at the time, but more people felt that they were finally freed..."

"My grandmother is very kind most of the time, but she is very strict with my studies. She said that she was too doting on Shen Zhuo before, and she couldn't make the same mistake. So she arranged a lot of courses for me, even during the summer vacation, starting at eight o'clock in the morning. At nine o'clock in the evening, it's no different from school... No, it's not mathematics, mathematics is what I asked for, and my grandmother enrolled me in equestrianism, fencing and diving—why did you pinch me?"

"When my grandmother fell ill, they didn't tell me. I was at the summer camp. When I went back, my grandmother had been rescued, but she couldn't walk anymore. I couldn't drag her down, so I went back to Shen's house."

"The doctor said that Wangzai had ascites, and he was too young to survive. Otherwise, he would be happy. But he kept his eyes open, screaming, and crawling. I think he would rather live in pain than die."

"It used to be very timid, and it would explode when touched. At that time, the back of my hand was full of bloodstains it dug out."

"High school is a boarding school. I applied to rent a house outside. It was just me and Wang Zai. It woke me up in the morning, which was more punctual than the alarm clock."

"I transferred to the computer department in my sophomore year, minored in finance, and took the judicial exam by the way... I am not tired, and studying is relaxing for me."

"Success in starting a business is just good luck-it seems too hypocritical to say so. But at least in most things, my luck is really good." Shen Yuanting was silent for a while, holding Yan Zhao's hand, "After meeting you , the luck of the remaining few is not so bad."

The man's palm was warm and dry, Yan Zhao held his hand instead, feeling soft inside.

How much did Shen Yuanting trust him to tell him everything about the past?

Yan Zhaoxiao: "I'm different from you. My luck has always been bad... You can tell it by watching me play cards? I've never been afraid of difficulties, but I'm afraid of multiple choice questions, because I have the confidence to overcome them in the former , but 90% of the time I would choose the wrong one.”

Shen Yuanting: "..."

Yan Zhao: "But it's okay... I didn't choose you wrong."

Shen Yuanting said hoarsely: "Zhao Zhao..."

"Your story is over." Yan Zhao kissed his forehead and asked, "Now, do you want to hear my story?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your company, the text ends here.There will be extra episodes, but I have been too busy in the three-dimensional space recently, so I may not be able to keep the daily update, and I will remind you on Weibo when it is updated. (Weibo will drop an easter egg you want today)