Before I Got Married, I Crawled into Master Zhen's Bed

Beautiful bad thing Shou VS former gentleman and later crazy love attack Before the age of eighteen, although Lin Baozhu was ignorant and ignorant, she was the apple of the Lin family's eye. After turning eighteen, Lin Baozhu was discovered to be a fake young master who occupied the magpie's nest. The real young master was young and promising, and Guangfeng Jiyue was the number one scholar appointed by the Holy Father. However, he was picked up by his biological father to marry an old widower for his little sister as his second wife, with a talent of eight taels. Lin Baozhu hates it so much. He hated his adoptive parents for withdrawing their favor and causing him to fall into the quagmire. Since God bought him good clothes and food, he should be allowed to enjoy wealth and glory for a lifetime. I hate even more why the real young master appears to put things right after everything is settled. Why? Since I gave it to him, why should I just take it away? Lin Baozhu was unwilling to give in. The day before his wedding, he climbed into Master Zhen's bed. He wants to pull him off the altar and make him his dog. * Pei Xuezhong grew up in a poor family and depended on his widowed mother. He had hard-earned food and porridge. He had heard of Lin Baozhu's name when he went to Beijing to take the exam. Surrounded by a group of gangsters all day long, they know nothing about serious learning, they are all proficient in fighting cocks and lackeys, and they have to take eight followers with them when they go out. When they listen to music, they can spend a lot of money. They are a veritable idiot. Pei Xue restrained herself and returned to etiquette, thinking that she would not interact with such a dandy. But now the identities were reversed, and he was sitting around the table with him. Not a single dish of good food could please the young master, it was either bland or salty. The food is not delicious either. Pei Xuezhong lowered his eyes and saw the foot under the table, which was close to his ankle all the way up. The precious jewels on the upper of the shoe were gleaming, as arrogant as its owner. He grabbed the foot that was making waves and slowly tightened it. Bad stuff. "It's delicious." 2026.2.15 22:09 First version of copywriting, 2026.2.16 23:16 Second version has been screenshotted Intention: Love oneself