C80 Armistice(1)

"Phew!" "Whew!" Sima Zhaozhao finally broke free from Ye Feng and panted heavily from afar.

So smelly!

Although he had bought the clothes, he hadn't changed yet. Even if they did, since their bodies were not washed, and the source of the stench was not clean, a few of them would still be burnt to death.

One could see how infatuated he was with love and how much he liked Ye Feng