Liu Rushuang secretly grunted, then walked over to the chair in front of the table and took a seat.
She poured a cup of tea.
She was clearly ignoring Han Moze.
Tyrant, stay away from me!
Han Moze sat in front of her and viciously ordered, "Go paint me a portrait!"
Liu Rushuang glared at Han Moze. "What right do you have to order me around?"
Han Moze raised his brows self-righteously and pulled an evil smile.
"Paint, or I'll *** you."
Liu Rushuang's lips pursed. He was intimidating her again!
/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
She glared angrily at Liu Han Moze for a while, then stormed behind the eisle. She glanced at H and started painting.
Fine! I'll paint!
It's better than being forcefully kissed!
//Male leads like him are bad! Beg to change him out!//