Fatty waved his hand and slapped Helen's voluptuous buttocks, drawing a coquettish cry from her as he pulled her into his arms. In the brutal world of war, there are always some territories that remain warm.
Helen, Ann Lei, Bonnie, Milan... these girls had unwittingly become a part of his life. In this war-torn era, love always sprouts in unimaginable ways. Just being able to lean on each other and share the hardships is already a form of happiness. As for the rest... who the hell cares!
"You don't look so well..." Helen's watery eyes twinkled as Fatty slapped her. She blushed and said, "I was a bit worried, so I came in to check on you..."
"Worried about what?" Fatty kissed Helen's forehead. "If you wanted to see me, you shouldn't tease me like this. Fortunately, I have a strong will and was able to stop myself... Otherwise, our chastity would have been totally ruined."
