Qing'Er's heart sank. Please don't say that she lured a rapist here?!
Suddenly, she quickly stood in front of Han Moze and blocked his way.
"If you dare do anything reckless, I'll... I'll... risk my life to fight you!" Qing'Er hadn't finished what she said, when her teeth froze and chattered against Han Moze's cold breath.
"Go away!" Han Moze's voice was cold as ice!
"No..." Although Qing'Er's body felt like it was frozen, her eyes burned with fire as she fearlessly stared at Han Moze.
Han Moze smirked menacingly, ready to fly kick Qing'Er!
Han Moxi jumped in shock and bolted over to him. Then, scooped a trembling cold Qing'Er up.
His royal brother was so vicious and merciless, cold-hearted and ruthless. He knew full well that he was arrogant and bloodthirsty.
He turned around and walked a few steps away with Qing'Er in his arms. "Don't worry, my older brother won't hurt your Young Miss," he chuckled with his head down.
