My Lord Always Wants Me to Marry Into His Family

My new story, A Junzhu's Difficult Marriage, is so sweet it'll make your teeth ache! Don't miss it if you're passing by! Please add it to your favorites! Recommending Meower's great story, The Crown Prince of the Current Dynasty Is a Wife Slave. If it's not sweet, you don't pay! * [An adorable, haughty, says-one-thing-and-means-another stray-cat hero x a heroine from a powerful, respectable family] On the very first day Luo Yu met him, she had her people tie him up from head to toe and toss him into her bedroom... Fu Zhengye waited and waited, lying around and waiting, but the woman never came to give him a fragrant kiss. What was this supposed to mean? She'd kidnapped him, and now she expected him to make the first move??? At last, he couldn't hold back any longer. Under the dark night sky, with the moon high above, it was time for something naughty. Mistress, you can't blame me for this. You were the one who tempted me. A son-in-law who married into the family has to warm up the bed, after all. With a quick swoop, he pulled the woman on the bed into his arms. [Reader's guide]: The romance between the leads isn't angsty! All the angst comes from their respective backgrounds! My new story, A Junzhu's Difficult Marriage P.S. The romance is incredibly sweet, and both leads are reborn. In the capital there was a Ninth Miss with a high nose and deep-set eyes, a slender waist, a graceful figure, skin smooth as jade, and eyes full of autumnal charm. Everyone who saw her said she was more beautiful than a celestial maiden. In the capital there was a Ninth Miss whose mother was the Great Qin's eldest princess and whose uncle was the current Emperor Xianwen. These two most powerful people in the land wished they could keep her safe in their arms every day. And yet this Ninth Miss never married before she died. Lu Qiongjiu thought her life was so unfair. She wasn't ugly, and her family background wasn't the sort that would burden a husband. So why would no one marry her??? Before Ninth Miss died, she once drew a man into her arms. That man had been stabbed several times, and blood covered the ground. He knelt before her, shielding her from all the danger outside. She heard him say, "I beg you, hold me. Please?" At that moment, Ninth Miss understood. It wasn't that nobody loved her. It was because this man loved her too deeply. Now that I've been reborn, Huai Shaoyi, how about I say the love you never dared to voice? Huai Shaoyi looked at the little woman who kept burrowing into his arms and rubbed his forehead helplessly. "Jiujiu, what exactly are you thinking?" "I'm thinking about you. Can't you tell?" Theme: