C86 Lovemaking

Ah!" Early in the morning, a sharp scream broke the silence of the Ji Residence. Hearing the voice, Jiang Ningzhi ran into Feng Qingyun's bedroom. "Qingyun, what's wrong?

Feng Qingyun buried her head in the blanket and kept trembling. When she heard the question, she could only point a trembling finger towards the window. Jiang Ning turned her head to look and cried out