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My Queen, Your Wish Is My command

Wu Su Yi, a lawyer by name and occupation. A strict woman who had made herself to become the woman she became today— respected by her subordinates and upright justice to its place. She preferred her life to become normal until… a certain boy had hugged her legs. Confused, she saved the boy only to be rewarded by a marriage. MARRIAGE?! While Wu Su Yi was perfect in all ways to others’ eyes, in fact there was a hidden layer beneath her than no one knew. When Han XI Guang came to her life, he was akin to a storm. A man with a good occupation— or was he also hiding his true, dangerous self? A match of a Queen and her loyal King who hid his true self from everyone but her. Extract— “I don’t need a husband,” Wu Su Yi repeated once again, her black eyes looked back at Han XiGuang’s darker eyes without showing a single fear, making him smile. She was the only person who could do this to him. “I can treat you like my Queen. All you wish would be my command and my wish is only for you to take care of my son.” She raised her eyebrows, unconvinced, “Whatever I would request to you, you will make it happen?” Han XiGuang took her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles gently, “All your wish is my command. Who you ask me to defeat, what kind of victory I should have, and who I should kill. I would do it all for you, my lovely Queen and all I need is you to be beside me”

mata0eve · Urban
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390 Chs

Blue Water—II

Han XiGuang chuckled when she had called his wish simple. Sure it was simple to others but he knows it wasn't to him. For this wish could only be granted by one person and only one. That person being Wu SuYi herself. He didn't reply to her and instead hum. Wu SuYi then rubbed his hair, smiling as she enjoyed being closer to him this way. 

"I love swimming," Wu SuYi started that caused for him to tilt his head, asking her why she had said this when he already knew about it. "I also love travelling and going to new places. Although most of the time I love being with myself, watching some mystery movies and a popcorn on my hands. I hate dogs, when I was younger I was left alone with a big hound dog who was aggressive toward me. No one helped me and they forgot that I was locked in the same room as the dog. That fear gradually turns to trauma that sometimes seeing even a character of a dog or a picture of it makes me wince."