Translator: Paperplane
Qing’Er wanted nothing more than to help Liu Rushuang feel a little better, so she quickly poured all the water into the wooden tub.
“Young Miss, do you feel a little better?” She cried anxiously to Liu Rushuang.
Liu Rushuang suddenly raised her head and looked over at Han Moze – the man who was practically exuding cold air.
She sensed something when those two unfamiliar men were outside the room.
She didn’t know their motive.
But she was more interested in the older man.
Not for any reason other than he was abundantly cold.
Her heart shuddered the moment she looked up to see that man.
He was really handsome with narrow, deep and sharp eyes. His nose was tall and assertive. His thin lips were tightly pursed and his face shape was sharp and clear-cut. The heavens perfected every inch of him.
Liu Rushuang smirked, as she waited for them to state their purpose for coming in.
They were definitely not ordinary people.
They didn’t come in to simply carry water.
Han Moxi stared at Liu Rushuang, as she let out a quick inhale with a face so beautiful beyond words!
Her sparkling, rosy face had a strange and lifelike plum blossom on it.
Her facial features were flawless and she had a pair of glossy, glazed, crystal red eyes.
Her eyelashes slightly trembled and her refined eyebrows revealed her discomfort.
She had a delicate little nose and tender, scarlet lips that any man wanted to get close to.
It was as though her beauty could cause the downfall of a city!
After Han Moxi finished observing her, he couldn’t help but glance at Han Moze.
This woman’s appearance alone really suited his royal brother!
Han Moze smirked. The way this woman stared at him really was damn seductive!
He had seen many beautiful people in the past but most of them wore heavy makeup.
The aura this woman exuded was really pure and clean.
There seemed to be a layer of fog in this woman’s red eyes and she had really long eyelashes – a true beauty.
Her fair complexion was flawless. The plum blossom on her face wasn’t the least bit overbearing, but rather harmonious and fitting, like it was meant to be there.
He stared at the red glow of her lips.
Han Moze gulped slightly and, to his surprise, he was aroused.
This must be what they call ‘love at first sight’.
He always tried hard to get whatever he wanted, no matter who tried to stop him.
If he could have such an exceptionally beautiful woman, perhaps his life wouldn’t be so dull anymore.
He raised his leg and took a few steps forward. When he reached the side of the wooden tub, his eyes met with Liu Rushuang at close distance.
Then, his eyes fell upon the rapidly evaporating water and smiled wickedly. “Promise to follow me and I’ll freeze this water!”
Liu Rushuang turned her head, looked at Han Moze’s deep dark, preyful eyes and furrowed her brows in discomfort.
As she swung her head, she spoke with a rather clear yet lifeless voice. “No need to trouble you sir. Please leave, now.”
Han Moze squinted his eyes and smiled coldly. “And what if I don’t leave?” he asked monotonously.
A fiery air rose randomly into Liu Rushuang’s heart. She bit her lips and raised her hand to splash boiling hot water at Han Moze beside her.
But the water never reached Han Moze before it froze and crashed to the floor with a shattering sound.
Qing’Er blinked at the crushed ice on the floor. What happened?
Because Liu Rushuang’s inner breath was disturbed, her chest burned even hotter. She stroked her chest as she found it hard to breathe.
A chill flashed across Han Moze’s eyes and spoke with a thin, cold and deep voice. “Woman, do you know how people who disrespect me end up?”