Long Live the Mad Wife! - Chapter 658 - : The Last Fight 4-1

In her previous life, she tried her best, she struggled. In the end, she has lost to her own mediocrity.

In this life, she resigned to her fate.

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After her mother passed away, Xia Rou reincarnated as an orphan and she got taken in by her mother’s lover. Once again she stepped into Cao family, and once again she had to confront the people she loved and hated……

She dares not to expect anything, only except that she won’t suffer any more in this life……

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“Your frog cub will bring you back the travel specialty [Wu Dun·Xueji Boundary]!”

“Your frog cub brought you a souvenir [Eternal Kaleidoscope Shaker Eye]!”

“Your frog cub brought you back the souvenir [Bamen Dunjia]!”

Traveling to the world of pirates, what Bai Ye didn’t expect was that a small game called “Traveling Frog” that he had played turned out to be his golden finger.

Also, the entire game has completely changed!

The place where the little frog travels has turned into various dimensional worlds!

And the original ordinary specialty has become a special product of each world!

Relying on the special products brought back by the little frog, Bai Ye can continue to become stronger even if he salts the fish every day.

Not only that, the friends the little frog has made in these worlds will come to visit from time to time.

“Ding dong! Frog cub’s little friend Hinata Hinata is visiting, let’s treat her with specialties~”

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They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

If I were to fall into a game, I wish I would fall when I was young.