"Come on, General, keep coming..." By General Jinzhong's side, only two women in silver armour, scratching the wind into the bone, twisting their waists and swinging their buttocks, were full of wind and affection.

"I'm too tired today, another day!" General Kim Jong looked down at his rivalrous brother and felt a sense of shame.

"No, just today..." The two women continued to act coquettishly and knelt before the golden bell to serve.

"I... Grass! " General Kim Jong's war spirit has risen again, and the desperate war with the two women has continued, but it's only a hundred rounds of effort, and he can't do it immediately!

"General, there...