"Brother Xu, I feel unwell..." Zi Wuling said, clamping her perfect jade legs tightly.
"Roar!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.
Just like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, ferociously he charged forward.
Clothes fluttered, and all sorts of sweet and delicate sounds echoed one after another.
In the snow-covered terrain, two figures intertwined under the converging light... Every place they could move left traces from their movements.
This battle, though neither side disclosed it, they both knew in their hearts that from the moment the fight began, it was destined to be a prolonged battle.
A week later.
Roar!
With Zhang Xiaohao's low growl, the fierce battle finally came to a complete halt.
Zi Wuling, resembling a lazy kitten, lay on the ground unwilling to move; even the strength to lift her hand was nearly gone. Her exquisite and beautiful face bore a blush like the sunset, looking immensely lovely.
"Brother Xu, you're terrible!" Zi Wuling said, blushing with shame.
