Ao Wuchang

Yves King, hailed as a legendary figure among modern mercenaries and a military king, experiences profound repentance after settling a major grudge. Choosing to heed his late mother's final wish, he embarks on a journey to lead a normal life and embrace an average, ordinary existence.
However, owing to a twist of fate and the consequences of nepotism, Yves finds himself in the employ as a security guard of a chilly female President after inadvertently offending her. To complicate matters, destiny takes another turn as the female President becomes his tenant. The constant role reversals between them ignite intense conflicts and battles. The question lingers: who will emerge victorious in this war between man and woman?
Yet, as Yves aspires for the tranquility of a tree standing still, the relentless winds of life continue to blow. Can he genuinely achieve his wish of being an ordinary person? Will he maintain his peace of mind while observing from the sidelines as beautiful women of diverse identities and styles gather around an ordinary security guard?
The captivating stories behind this security guard, who cherishes leisure, indulges in culinary delights, and whiles away his time awaiting the inevitable, are poised to unfold. Everything awaits your discovery~

Flower City's Twelve Beauties

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The power balance between the two, is like that of a savage bull and a small lamb. No matter how much Faye Owen struggles in her intense embarrassment, Yves King audaciously grasps her chin, as soft as creamy silk, and kisses her on her lips.


"We, we're in a hospital! Maeve, Maeve is right outside. Wendy will, will be back soon from buying water. How embarrassing would it be if we were discovered?"


Yves King whispers into her ear with a mischievous laugh, "Faye Owen, weren't you quite impressive just now? Weren't you the one wanting me to take Wendy as a concubine? Why, are you scared already?"


"Okay, okay, I was wrong," Faye Owen admits, leaning on Yves King's shoulder, her body bereft of any strength. She dreads Wendy's abrupt return, which would be utterly mortifying. She pleads coyly and softly, "Yves King, could you please stop messing around?"


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