On our wedding night, my new husband, Gu Changfeng, a military officer famous for being cold, ruthless, and strictly by the book, sat upright across from me, gravely reciting our “three house rules.”
With a face carved from ice and a voice like deep winter snow, he maintained a rigid composure. But right in my ears, his inner voice was screaming at top volume:
“Oh god, oh god, she smells so good! My knees are total jelly! Am I pulling off the cool guy act, or is it obvious? Is she terrified of me? Is she going to run away?! No way. I need to surrender all my savings right now and tie her down for good!”
I lowered my head, my lips twitching as I fought back a sudden burst of laughter.
So… this was what it felt like to marry the military’s Living Reaper? Talk about a thrill.