C130 Infuriated Sister-in-law

Mao Xiaojun jogged to Zhang Cuihua's house and closed the door.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"

There was a dim moonlight outside. Zhang Cuihua's house door was not very dark. Mao Xiaojun's mouth was close to the gap of the door and he called out softly.

Zhang Cuihua, who was lying on the bamboo bed in the room, felt a little sleepy. She estimated that it was past nine o'clock in the evening