章 551: Love And Hate 

Liu Rushuang turned and unexpectedly met Nangong Ba's gaze, his deep gaze filled with longing and overflowing tenderness.

A soft breeze gusted, and their hair slightly tangled.

"You're really beautiful, Shuang'er."

Nangong Ba suddenly said, as if sighing. There was a red flash in his eyes, and he spoke with a clear voice that was no different from the sounds of nature, "You don't really love that tyrant, do you?"

In the instant that Liu Rushuang met his gaze, every vile thing that Han Moze had done to her appeared in her mind.