Han Moze wore an evil smile. "Pour me another cup of tea."
"I've no time," grunted Liu Rushuang coldly, as a dangerous look shrouded her entire face and she stormed out of the palace halls.
Han Moze immediately shifted over to Liu Rushuang's side and said with a wicked smile, "Since you won't pour me tea, then I'll just have to eat you."
Liu Rushuang's whole body tensed up. She felt both embarrassed and angry, so she was about to turn around and leave.
Han Moze launched right for Liu Rushuang's hair and ruthlessly grabbed hold of it.
"Ah!" Suddenly, Liu Rushuang really wanted to cut off her long hair.
After being forced to turn her head, she angrily cried, "You douchebag! Despicable vermin!"
Han Moze looked at the little red lips in front of him and kissed her wildly. This woman's lips were incredibly soft and gentle. He truly loved them!
"Mmrrrmm..." Liu Rushuang murmured in protest, but it only deepened the kiss.