Han Li walked up to Feng Mian, looking down at her from a position of superiority, taking in the breathtaking scene as she lay on the ground, which made him feel a blazing fire inside that needed to be quenched.
Thus, Han Li made his move.
His, and, hence, humans', different, beings', beings', ice, cold, people...
Sky as the covering, earth as the bed, the vast island was their battlefield.
Han Li's fondness for someone was never just to share a bed with her; sofas, living rooms, kitchens, balconies, corners, and studies were equally suitable.
Although Thousand Realm Island had nothing, Han Li's System Space was equipped with reserves, complete with all kinds of tools, and a full-scale battle ensued on Thousand Realm Island.
When the fierce battle came to an end, Han Li felt somewhat exhausted; Feng Mian truly was a siphoning princess.