Liu Rushuang instantly felt her whole body relax.
To her surprise, this man's inner breath was also unique and just about as profound as hers!
No matter what, she had to think of a way to kill him!
A dark glow flashed across her eyes.
Han Moze carefully scanned Liu Rushuang's body.
All he saw was Liu Rushuang's perfect chin raise slightly. Her fine collarbone was exposed and there were two strands of black hair which fell upon her snowy, fair skin. She wore an expression of confidence upon her beautiful face.
Han Moze smirked at the thought of just how much he wanted to bite her.
But sensing the faint bloodthirsty air over Liu Rushuang, he coldly snorted, "You want to kill me? Fat chance!"
Liu Rushuang slightly turned her head to the side, as a stunned look appeared in her eyes. How did he know that she wanted to kill him?
Han Moze put on a fake smile. "Don't underestimate my ability to read people."
