what should i wear for the wedding registration photo?

yu tingchuan and yu qidong were not brothers from the same mother. gu hengyang had told her before, and now that yu tingchuan had mentioned it himself, song qincheng still had a different feeling.

she leaned into yu tingchuan's arms and didn't ask any questions. however, she knew that the woman he was talking about was probably his mother.

yu tingchuan leaned against the pillow at the head of the bed, his hands on song qincheng's waist caressing her. the table light fell on his shoulders and the side of his face, giving off a hazy warmth. when he spoke, his adam's apple moved slightly. " when i was six years old, my mother realized that i wouldn't be able to live a comfortable life, so she sent me to the yu family. it was also from then on that she could be considered to have followed my father. "

the man's voice was low and magnetic, and song qincheng listened quietly.