Chapter 181 If we don’t go crazy, we will get old

An Feng's eyes rolled dullly... Party dues gold, it seems that it has nothing to do with him. He only makes money that is not hot, but now he wants to say what money is the hottest, except that party dues gold, there is nothing else.

Since he had given up on the money, An Feng would of course continue to pretend to be tired. He picked up the knife and fork with the support of Juliana, and swallowed the food mechanically and numbly. You can't say that Fallujah's chef is indeed good. A portion of Alaska cod fillet is really good. Buffalo spicy chicken wings are also crispy and delicious. They are stained with melted blueberry cheese, also known as stinky cheese, and have a unique smell. The vegetables on the bottom of the plate absorb the oil falling from the chicken wings, even the ordinary vegetables become delicious.

Juliana looked at An Feng for dinner tenderly and whispered: "I don't know what you like to eat. I heard from the chef that these two dishes... Well, with cobb salad and chocolate chip cookie ice cream, they are all the top ten famous American foods, so I bought them all... Hey, your appetite is really good."

An Feng looked down and saw that he had a short oil. He accidentally forgot to pretend to be tired. He actually had a great appetite and ate two large plates of dishes with great enthusiasm... As expected, the true nature of a foodie could not be blocked.

"Why are you..." An Feng paused for a moment, thought for a while, and continued, "You are here too, it's very dangerous here, you shouldn't have come."

Juliana stared at An Feng's hand, remained silent for a while, and slowly said: "There is a fable in Georgia that wood fell in love with fire. It said to fire, "Hug me, fire hugs wood, tightly, fanatical... So, wood turned into ashes in the flames.

Did you know? When wood falls in love with fire, it is destined to be burned."

After a moment of pause, Juliana stared at An Feng straight away and said calmly: "You are just flames, you are cynical, you despise your feelings, you just seek excitement, you never care about the majesty of life, you chase the joy of death, you keep teasing death, you shamelessly squander your youth, you can't forget enjoyment and luxury every moment, you are a madman, you are a villain who disrespects women, but I just fall in love with you, hopelessly fall in love with you...Kanden, one day you can go to my heart, you will see that there is all the sadness you give."

Juliana burst into tears, and her last sentence almost roared. At this moment, in this destructive feeling, An Feng's hard heart couldn't help but soften.

Love is so far from An Feng? An Feng’s two lifetimes of love, and the long-lasting relationship can no longer remember this word. It may be a kind of stubbornness when he was young, but... An Feng looked down at himself. He was young in this life, and he would get old if he was not crazy.

"Flame, let's burn it together in the flames." An Feng put down his knife and fork and hugged Juliana tightly. He picked her up rudely and placed her on his legs.

To be honest, An Feng's feelings for Juliana have not yet been sublimated to the level of love. At first, the two got together, An Feng used the other party as a cover. He always did not care about other people's life and death. He always had a cold and hard way, and never considered other people's sadness, regret, or other feelings. But seeing such a little girl with pear blossoms sitting at his feet crying sadly and angryly, telling the feeling that she knew she was destruction but did not regret... Well, he was defeated. He couldn't help but feel unwilling to feel heartbroken.

I am despicable, and I actually have the moment of soft-heartedness... At this moment, An Feng's heart was filled with all kinds of feelings.

A person always has to walk on a strange road, watch unfamiliar scenery, listen to unfamiliar songs, and then at some unintentional moment, he will suddenly find that those feelings that we have forgotten have been exhausted and cannot be left behind.

Juliana was trembling all over. This female nurse was born in the simple Georgia, where people were more honest. She had never seen a handsome boy as good as An Feng. If this handsome man was a little bit slutty, Juliana might have finished seeing it, but under that handsome face, there was a hard heart that was never afraid of death.

This is destruction, this kind of love is a kind of despair like destruction. But this despair is so sweet, sweet like coffee ice cream, bitter and fascinating... She picked up the cookie ice cream and sent it to the man, handed it to his mouth, looked at the other person with tears in his eyes, took a sip, and did not swallow it, slowly put her mouth close to her.

The two of them were together, trembling slightly. Juliana's lips sucked the man's lips, and sucked the ice cream he had in his mouth. The tongue was wrapped around and there was nothing more familiar than this search in sliding. The mellow and strong, cold and passionate, dizzy love filled the crowd, spinning and melting.

At this moment, everything I longed for happened as expected. The white nurse's robe was lifted open, and Juliana's snow-white breasts were mostly exposed. An Feng licked there with the tip of his tongue, which was a little cold, but the feeling it brought to Juliana was indeed hot. Her lips were everywhere, like a thunderbolt hitting the plump breast. Juliana looked at her two grape-sized red cherry blossoms, and she was playing with them freely. She stood firm and hard.

This was the time when she was the weakest, and it was also the time when she was most uncontrollable. Just when Juliana was about to bear to surrender to An Feng, An Feng hugged her in the waist with both hands, then let her sit on the bed alone, Juliana shouted in a hurry: "Don't ignore me."

An Feng leaned down to her, and his sweet lips kissed again. Juliana sucked furiously and dyingly. She didn't think what her hands were. Her hands hungrily unbuttoned An Feng's belt, pulled off An Feng's shirt like a torn, and then threw An Feng down like a wolf, and threw herself on An Feng. At this moment, she was chewing like a beast, and let out a low roar of beasts protecting food in her mouth.

She gnawed An Feng's collarbone, chest, and lower abdomen bit by bit. She wanted to keep gnawing like this, but a stronger desire made her turn over and sit on An Feng. With the help of her body twisting, she accommodated An Feng's hardness.

The thing was like a chariot rumbling forward. When she was caught off guard, it pierced into her body. She was so comfortable that she wanted to scream, but she could only shake her head, twisting and shaking like a horse, and shaking wildly.

The full squeezes filled her heart that was hanging in the air. This was a good thing that Juliana had missed for a long time. Juliana rolled and swayed heavily for this, overturning the bowls and other dishes by the bed, and sprinkled the nurse's robe on the ground. But she couldn't care about so much. She just felt that the force was more powerful than the moment. The powerful force seemed to penetrate her body. A burst of uncontrollable stimulation swept her fiercely like a tide sweeping the sea.

At this time, her nose wings were wide open, and there was only breath in her nose. A white face wrapped around her blush was so purple that it was swollen. Big beads of sweat flowed from her forehead, eyes and mouth as if they were poured by water. Her body was tense, and she sat in place in a daze, her eyes were dull and unconscious...

An Feng knew that the extreme stimulation had made her dizzy, and he immediately increased the frequency of attacks, and waves of impact were as violent as a storm. Juliana on the opposite side had not even screamed. Her body twitched like a spasm, and she fainted straight on An Feng.

When Juliana woke up, she felt sore all over her body. She moved her arms and felt An Feng hugging her tightly behind her. At the same time, she also felt something inside her body, but she clamped it a little hard, and the thing slid out of her body. Finally, the remaining memories told Juliana that she had suffocated just now. When she just woke up, Dr. Conden entered behind her and asked her again. Then she suffered a second suffocation.

An Feng's breathing was very even. Juliana slipped out of the other person's hug, but she had never woken up. She quietly got off the ground and picked up the messy clothes from the ground. The nurse's clothes were covered with soup, but there was no change in the lounge. She had to put on the clothes and sneak out of the room. It was her turn to be on duty tonight, and she was already late now.

The nurse's work is not as irregular as a doctor. A doctor's operation may last for several hours, and the doctor cannot leave after the operation. As for nurses, no matter how nervous the staff in the medical center are, they also switch shifts and go to get off work according to the regular rules.

Juliana's lateness did not cause the nurse's ridicule, and the soup marks on her nurse's uniform did not make people take a look at it. In fact, everyone knows this kind of thing. The tension and anxiety arising from the battlefield make it easy for people to lower the bottom line and find special channels for venting. You and I will do this, and everyone knows it.

After signing the registration for work, the nurse who was delayed by Juliana kindly called out the former: "Hi, I have a set of spare clothes in my closet, do you need it?"

Juliana nodded and said embarrassedly: "We took off from Baghdad overnight. I don't have time to organize my personal belongings... Thank you."

"It's okay. However, it's been easy during this period. Can you buy more clothes with you?" The other party blinked playfully, turned around and left the duty room.

When An Feng woke up, it was already noon again. Juliana was no longer in the lounge or even in the hospital. He wanted to continue asking, but he suddenly realized that he did not have the other party’s contact information at hand. It seemed that something was wrong.

While pondering, the hospital informed him directly: "Doctor Kangden, you still have sixteen hours of vacation time, please go to work normally tomorrow."

Well, An Feng packed his backpack and walked out of the hospital with his simple belongings... He heard that he lives in the Prime Minister's vacation house in Saddam, so he has to go and check it out.

Outside the hospital, under the shade of trees, piles of soldiers sat together to play cards and chat. These people were not only cured patients, but also had no problems all over their bodies. They were just boring male soldiers who coveted the female nurses of the hospital... Of course: An Feng speculated that the soldiers were surrounded by the medical center, which must be for the latter reason.

Most soldiers have low educational levels. The entertainment they are used to playing cards, gambling and drinking. But this Junying is built in Saddam's higher-than-sanatorium. There are high-end tables and attentive waiters in the club, but they are unwilling to go. They would rather squat in the hot sun and scare the shade of the tree, drinking iced drinks while surrounding a dirty tablecloth, playing cards with lukewarm cards. They feel very happy.

An Feng paused for a moment and looked up at the sky. The summer sun shone through the mottled tree shadows on the drink can in the hands of the soldier. A layer of fine ice beads hung outside the can, which looked crystal clear and beautiful. Seeing the ice particles on the can, An Feng couldn't help swallowing... He wanted to drink too.

A soldier recognized the kind doctor. Now the doctors and nurses in the medical center are vaguely rumored that the young doctor is a rich man. The cars he drives are specially customized and air-carred from the United States. It is said that the air freight alone is enough for the soldiers to buy a car. Among the crowd, a soldier thought he was good at gambling. He warmly greeted An Feng: "Dr. Conden, you finally have a rest today. Are you interested in playing a game of cards?"

An Feng shook his head and responded as if nothing had happened: "No, my dormitory has not been arranged yet, I want to go to bed now."

Generally, soldiers with good gambling skills are more open in the army because they have enough spare money to buy military officers. In the US army, there is a heinous place for the wealth of materials. From World War I to World War II, and to the present United States, the military never cared about the small means played by military officers. In history, no military officer has ever been tried for military judges for accepting bribes... Of course, military officers at most received small gifts from soldiers, and they were just biased when distributing materials.

The soldier who believed that he was good at gambling skills immediately raised his hand when he heard An Feng's answer and said proudly: "Doctor Conden, I know that there are several prime minister-level suites in this amusement park that are empty. Yes, those rooms are indeed entertaining prime minister-level figures, and the layout inside is very luxurious. I can say hello to the quarantine officer.

You know, this dream continent has been robbed many times, and there are not even light bulbs in many rooms. The quarantine officer needs time to arrange it. Taking advantage of this time, there is enough time to play a few cards. Come on, Doctor Condon, it won’t waste much time you.”

An Feng was surprised: "Didn't it meant that the Prime Minister's residence, there should be everything inside."

The soldiers laughed together. The soldier just now said with a smile: "Doctor Conden, have you not heard of the Fallujah robbery? This fantasy continent has suffered multiple robberies. The first wave was Fallujah's defeated army, the second wave was Abu Ghraib prison (the prison where the prison abuse scandal occurred. Now 70UU of former senior Iraqi officials are imprisoned). The third wave is the supporters of Saddam in the past, and then we Americans.

Another soldier said, "Yes, Prime Minister's residence, I've been to it. The original one hanging on the ceiling was a crystal lamp, a real Czech crystal lamp. When I went there, there were only wire tips left on the ceiling.

It is said that the original mosaic tiles were laid on the ground, but now the potholes on the ground are all pried away... To be honest, there are not many people living in the twelve Prime Minister's residences now, and some Prime Minister's residences have even pried away the window frames."

In the Fantasy Continent, Saddam originally collected rare and rare flowers and trees from all over the world to build this sanatorium (resort), and built modern irrigation equipment and temperature control equipment to ensure that these strange flowers and plants grow vigorously. Every villa in the resort is built with Meilun Meiyang, and he spares no effort.

It is said that Saddam likes to collect and has a habit of collecting. This dreamy continent is one of his collections. He copied most of the iconic buildings and classic buildings around the world in place, and the entire resort is built as beautiful as dreams, so he named it "Dreamy Continent".

Now, the main body of the house in the camp still exists, and there are not many high-end residences left in the window frames.

It is said that crystal glass was installed on each window in the original window. As a result, when the US military entered, many rooms could not even find glass scraps. Now, the window glass in the rooms where people live is reinstalled, and many of the glass originated from... China.

Although the soldiers said briefly, An Feng could already imagine the miserable appearance of the Prime Minister's residence today - Oh, the gilded faucet on the bathtub has been twisted off, right? The gold water pipes in the washbasin have also been removed. There are only wires left on the ceiling, and only black holes are left on the doors and windows... It really takes some time to clean up if you want to move into such a house.

An Feng was about to leave, but the soldier saw this and immediately grabbed the phone and communicated with the quarantine officer. Of course, he asked for a house for a doctor, and the doctor's medical skills were very good, so the quarantine officer did not hesitate and agreed immediately: "Doctor Conden? I have arranged for them to stay in the No. 7 Residence. Since you have greeted me, I will send someone to send the bed over - the real bed, not the camp bed... Ah, I also need to use electricity and water for the No. 7 Residence. No problem, please ask me what other facilities do you need?"

The gambler soldier rushed to An Feng and made a V-shaped gesture and continued: "The quartermaster asked him to be given two hours, Doctor Condon, you can play two hours of cards."

An Feng tilted his mouth: "It won't take two hours."

The gambler soldier quickly shuffled the cards. He picked up the cards quickly and prepared to deal the cards to others. An Feng pressed his hand on the back of the opponent's hand and said softly: "Cut the card."

The doctor's request was not allowed to be rejected. The gambler soldier opened his mouth wide and his chin was about to fall off. Before he could react, An Feng quickly switched the cards, and his skillful techniques made the soldiers blink... Ah? He originally thought that the doctor was a rookie, but he didn't expect that the other party was very proficient in gambling, and his skills were skillful and experienced in playing cards.

The gambler soldier dared not make any fakes. Originally, he marked the cards on several cards, and did not call them in order when preparing to deal cards. He planned to quickly send the cards he needed together, but now... every time his fingers touched the cards that made the marks, An Feng immediately raised his hand and made a gesture to knock on the back of his hand...

Well, this is a fair bet, and everyone gets a card all depends on luck.

After the first game, An Feng was neither losing nor winning, but as soon as the card ended, An Feng quickly picked up the card and quickly began to shuffle and cut the card. When the card was thrown back in front of the soldier's feet, he found that the mark on the card had become blurred... He had not had time to protest the deprivation of the right to shuffle.
Chapter completed!