Holding The Big Wedding

"Is this is how you show you like someone?" Liu Rushuang glared at Han Moze in dispair.

"Of course not. It's how I discipline you to be a good wife," said Han Moze with a wicked smile and raised brows.

"I don't need you to teach me!" Exclaimed Liu Rushuang coldly.

That tyrant! How could he explain his evil doings with so much righteously? 

He's so evil!

"It looks like we both need time to get used to eachother," smirked Han Moze wickedly.

"There's simply no way I'll ever get used to such a cruel and domineering person like you!" Exclaimed an enraged Liu Rushuang.

Han Moze violently gritted his teeth. Was he that difficult to get along with?

They glared into each other's eyes, neither one with any intention of backing down.

Han Moze's eyes glistened slightly, as his head drew slowly closer to Liu Rushuang.