C17 Hedonistic Son of a Bitch

"Mm …" I believe in you! " Song Tian stood up and patted Song Yun's shoulder. The happiness was still in his eyes, and he smiled as he left.

After watching his father leave, Song Yun did not return to his room.

A moment later, the sound of whistling wind and rapid breathing could be heard from the training field in the backyard …

The next morning.

The instant Han Ziyun woke up from her dreams