Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

The kiss ended and the two of them were left a little breathless. Liu Rushuang didn’t want Han Moze to see how she looked turned on, so she silently buried her head into his warm, wide chest.

Although Han Moze really wanted Liu Rushuang, he knew that it wasn’t the right time, so he didn’t take a step closer and stroke her. “Shuang’er, why did you turn into that blonde man overnight?” He asked softly.

Liu Rushuang thought about her master, War Phoenix, and smiled. “That’s my master from the Celestial Realm. When I leaped from the Death Altar, I locked my primordial spirit in my body for protection.”

The light in Liu Rushuang’s eyes dimmed when she thought about War Phoenix using up all his primordial spirit power. “But after my master’s primordial spirit used up all his power to fight those demonic beasts, he dissipated.”

Han Moze had a sudden thought, and looked visibly distraught. “Your master didn’t seem to want us to be together.”

“Mhm. My master has always been prejudiced against dragons. As for why, my master never told me,” replied Liu Rushuang after nodding.

Han Moze hugged Liu Rushuang even tightly and didn’t say another word.

Liu Rushuang looked up at the sullen expression on Han Moze’s face. She knew that Han Moze was in a terrible mood, but she didn’t say another word. She raised her delicate, soft hands, grabbed one of Han Moze’s large hands and played with it.

Han Moze felt the soft, warm touch on his hand. His palm felt itchy and numb. The same sensation traveled to his heart and he couldn’t resist but smile. He reached his hands out to tightly clutch onto Liu Rushuang’s delicate hands. She felt his warm, slippery touch on her palm and her heart felt even more so, like it was being scratched by a cat.

As Liu Rushuang struggled to pull her hands away, she asked, “Ze, were you okay whilst I was gone?”

Han Moze let go of Liu Rushuang’s warm hands and stopped for a moment. “Shuang’er, do you want to hear the truth?” He said flatly.

Liu Rushuang reached her hand out to touch Han Moze’s prominent jawline. “Of course I want to hear the truth!”

Han Moze held onto Liu Rushuang’s little hand that stroked his face and looked down at Liu Rushuang’s incredibly fair face. She had a pair of big, clear, glistening, snowy eyes and red lips that made people feel drunk…

Han Moze’s direct gaze made Liu Rushuang’s cheek flush. She reached her hand out and twisted one of Han Moze’s ears. “Quick! Tell me! Why are you just staring at me?” She urged in a cute voice.

Han Moze’s heart felt even more impatient. He reached his hand out to grab the hand Liu Rushuang used to twist his ear and held it tightly. This time, he didn’t let go and told her the truth. “Without you, my days weren’t good in the slightest. I missed you. There wasn’t a minute, nor second when I wasn’t thinking about you. I missed you so much, I was about to go crazy. I think that I’ll never leave you again. You’re like the blood in my body. Without you, I can’t live on.”

Liu Rushuang’s whole body felt numb from Han Moze’s passionate stare, and turned her flushed face. “Ze, you’re so cheesy! I can’t stand you!”

Han Moze smiled, then tightly embraced Liu Rushuang and looked off into the distance.

Liu Rushuang laid her head on Han Moze’s lap with a smile on her lips.

…

After Green Dragon flew for about an hour, he arrived at a vast area.

Lian Jiuhua, Little White Flower, and the others couldn’t contain their joy when they saw that Han Moze and Liu Rushuang had safely returned.

The moment Liu Rushuang landed, Little White Flower rushed over and rightly hugged Liu Rushuang. “Big sis, you’re finally back! Little White Flower really missed you,” she said excitedly.

A gentle smile flashed across Liu Rushuang’s face, and she reached her hand out to pinch Little White Flower’s little, baby soft cheeks.

Little White Flower reached her hand out to swat Liu Rushuang’s hand away from her face. Then, she looked up with an upset look on her face. “Big sis, you hurt me with your pinch.”

Liu Rushuang looked at the slightly bitter look in Little White Flower’s eyes. “Little White Flower, sorry. From now on, I won’t pinch so hard,” she said without any sincerity.

Little White Flower touched her cheek. “Really?”

Liu Rushuang nodded earnestly. “Mhm.”