Chapter 201 Gentle Night 2

The army was defeated like a mountain. Nan Qiao discarded his helmet and armor, but Felix Bush kept going. Nanqiao begged for mercy with a hint of crying in her voice: "Felix Bush..." The man on the body was unmoved, his eyes burning with terrifying desire. In a daze of confusion, the two looked at each other silently, as if something was heating up and fermenting in the air. Little by little, little by little. Nan Qiao moaned in a low voice, the sound to Felix Bush was like sparks splashing into the haystack, and the suppressed desire instantly became like a prairie fire. After a while, the bright lights went out and the room was plunged into darkness. Various ambiguous sounds sounded from time to time, the crying and whispering of women intertwined with the low growls of men. The moon is long and the night is endless. ... In the early morning of the next day, the blinding sunlight covered the bed. Nanqiao woke up leisurely, and in the next second, an unconcealable soreness