A Beloved Wife Story (GB)

A sweet little romance, a sweet little romance.

It's about a delicate, soft, sweet, fragile, pitiful princess from the Central Plains, as weak as a willow in the wind, who meets the grasslands' overlord: a tall, muscular, cold, arrogant, and unruly warrior who gallops across the battlefield.

The young woman's foot rests lightly on his shoulder, a flush at the corners of her eyes. Like a crouching wolf, he humbly takes her foot in his hand and kisses her toes.

As if making a spoiled, petulant fuss, she sits on his shoulder, then mischievously brushes her fingertip over his Adam's apple. Beneath the man's dark, intense gaze, she lowers her eyes and looks at him, delicate and innocent.

When they're alone, she smiles softly and clambers onto him, boneless and supple.

Outsiders say she's as weak as a willow in the wind, clinging tightly to the king's arm, delicate, pitiful, and frail.

Like a dodder vine.

...But clearly, the one who fits the word "spoiled" is the man, not her.

He trembles and cries because of the young woman's wicked teasing. When he reaches his peak, he wraps himself around her soft waist like a dodder vine, his tall, muscular body curling up as if glazed with honey.

She's the one in control.

He's just a flower.

GB romance with a rugged, dark-skinned, big-breasted, tall, handsome guy; a sweet, obedient, wicked little kitten of a girl; a size difference, a skin-tone contrast, and a brainless, doting-wife sweet romance.

Theme: I can't stop loving you, loving you, loving you, loving you, loving you, loving you