C151 Enter When the Air Is Empty

The moaning sound came from the bedroom. Zhang Xiaoran had been holding it in all day. Zhang Xiaoxiao's delicate voice echoed in the bedroom. It was as if another bucket of oil had been poured over the raging inferno.

What was this woman doing in there?

The babbling moans were intermittent. The fire in Zhang Mingran's heart was burning like it was possessed, and soon