Following the sound, Chu Dazhuang moved forward two steps and gently entered the small house in the yard.
The small house, after being renovated by Chu Gen and Xu Fengjiao, also had a bit of style now.
He bent down slightly and quietly approached the window.
As Chu Dazhuang entered, the sounds of panting grew increasingly louder.
He tiptoed and stretched his head out to see what was happening.
What he saw was Xu Fengjiao on the bed, with a look of ecstasy and her healthy wheat-colored skin fully exposed.
Above Xu Fengjiao, a figure was panting on top of her, and by the looks of it, they were still just in foreplay.
"Dammit, you old bastard!"
Chu Dazhuang cursed inwardly, he knew this figure all too well, and it was none other than the village security chief, Zhaxi Dele!
What a mess.
Chu Dazhuang cursed in his heart, calling out "what a mess."
