C184 The Soul Flies to the Sky

As Li Zi Mu's troops approached the city, Qiu Fei Yan was forced to retreat again and again.

Not long after, Qiu Feiyan felt a wave of numbness. Her softness became fragrant mud. Sweat. Shower. She was gasping for breath. He repeatedly leaned on Li Zi Mu's chest in satisfaction.

"Little Mu, you're awesome —"

The woman's initial scream gradually turned into a flirtatious moan