Master's Untamed Wife

Raelle got on the horse and looked down at Shui Xian, "You coming?"

Shui Xian nodded and instantly got on the horse. He was sitting behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist. He didn't even take the reins from her. He'd rather just hold her than hold the reins. 

Raelle lightly tapped the horse with her foot and it started trotting. But as soon as it got on the horse track, the speed increased and they seemed to be flying now. Shui Xian did not think she'd ride the horse at such speed. After all, on usual days, his wife would always follow the traffic rules and ride within the speed limit. 

But now, it was as of she had just let go of her rule-following self and set herself free. However, it was also true that there didn't seem to be any rules on the horse track. At least now when they were only one in the equestrian club. When Shui Xian had entered it, he thought it was weird. He might not be into horse riding but he already heard about the fame of this club. 

And certainly, a lot of wealthy people loved to come here on weekends but today, none could be seen apart from them. He had a bold guess in his mind that his wife booked the whole club for today. He just had to ask her to confirm it later on.

As they slowed down after a long-distance, Shui Xian asked, "Wifey, did you book the whole place?"

"What kind of a date would it be if there'd be others to disturb us?" was her response.

And that just confirmed his speculation. As always, she'd never even blink before throwing away money to get her privacy. 

"If we were in Country G, I wouldn't even have to do it," stated Raelle. "I have my own ranch there."

"Really?" Shui Xian was curious to learn more about it. She usually didn't talk about herself. At least, not about her life in Country G. He knew there were plenty of things about her life that he still didn't know. However, lately, his focus was only on learning everything about her person and nothing else.

"Hmm..." she hummed in reply. "Hyson and I even raised our horses there." 

"What kind of a horse do you have?" asked Shui Xian.

"I have a grey Mustang. It has some white spots on it. Beautiful grey mane."

Shui Xian's brows knitted up, "Aren't Mustangs referred to as wild horses? I heard they are quite untamed."

"Isn't that just the right breed for me?" she asked him return. "Untamed."

Shui Xian hugged her even more tightly from behind as he nodded his head, "That is true." 

They went back to the stables and Raelle said, "Mr. Husband, how about a bet?"

Shui Xian jumped down from the horse and looked up at her, "A bet? What's at stake?"

"Anything you want," she said.

"You're giving me free-range?" he asked.

"I am," she answered. "So, you're up for it?" 

Shui Xian looked conflicted, "But there is nothing I want from you."

"You sure about that?" she asked again. "Think again."

"You're already mine," he said. "What else can I ask for?" He shook his head helplessly since he really didn't need anything. What could they really put at stake?

"How about this then," she started. "If I won, you'll write me a song. And you won, I'll cook something for you."

Shui Xian's eyes widened before he waved his hands, "No way! That's not happening. You are not going to cook. Not at all!"

"You think I can't do it just because I have never done it?"

"No, I know you can do it. But what makes you think I want you to do it?" he retorted. "Even Grandpa never let you enter the kitchen, what makes you think I'd do it?"

"Don't husbands feel happy when their wives cook for them?" she asked since that is what she read about.

"I'm happier when you're far away from the dangers of the kitchen," he told her. "Did you forget? Yanyan told you it's a dangerous place."

"Then what else can I do?" 

Shui Xian pursed his lips and thought about it before saying, "If I won, you'd come to my office and we'll have lunch together. Face to face. In person!"

"That's all?" she asked.

"That's more than enough for me," he replied. "In fact, that'll make me happier than you cooking for me."

"Okay," she agreed. 

Shui Xian pointed at a chestnut color horse and said, "I'll ride that one." Then he looked back at his wife and asked, "You really want me to write a song for you?"

"Yes," she replied.

"But you don't even like music," he pointed out.

"But you do," she said to him seriously. "Besides, I told you to write a song for me. I didn't say anything about music."

Shui Xian didn't understand that for a while. Until it clicked! She couldn't listen to music because it was too loud for her. But songs were more than just music! Her meaning was lyrics! Indeed, she said he had to 'write' a song for her. As always she was being very literal with her words.

"I feel lonely now," commented Shui Xian as he got on his horse. "I still think it was better to ride together."

"But I'm right here," said Raelle. "How are you lonely?"

"Now, there is the distance between us," he pointed out with his arm. "How is this not being lonely? Distance is a cruel thing in a relationship. Don't you know that?"

"Hubby, you should really stop it," suggested Raelle.

Shui Xian sighed heavily, "Fine. I'll stop now. But this race I'm definitely winning."

"Oh? That eager to make me a loser?"

Shui Xian was stumped once again. That's right.. If he won then she'd be losing. But if he lost, how will he have lunch with her at his office? What a dilemma!