General Attack] Daily routine of cannon fodder drilling (high H, np)

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"Shishu."

Han Changfeng greeted Song Shishu and felt guilty when he thought that he had never seen Qiu Yunqi before.

Song Shishu raised his eyebrows, and instead of attacking Han Changfeng as Feng Langxing expected, he spoke softly, with a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

"I miss you~"

Han Changfeng softened his eyebrows and touched the faces on the screen.

"I miss you too."

A chuckle came from the phone, making Feng Langxing's eyes widen. Qiu Yunqi, who was lying on the bed, heard the conversation, and the smile on his face did not change.

What a tough guy...

"Can you talk to me, just the two of us."

Han Changfeng did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Qiu Yunqi and Wu Qingyang.

"Of course, remember to satisfy me later."

Qiu Yunqi propped up his body and kissed the corner of Han Changfeng's mouth under Song Shishu's gaze. His fingertips seemed to have accidentally touched Han Changfeng's abdomen.

"Me too, senior."

Wu Qingyang also came up, took Han Changfeng's hand, and looked at him shyly.

"Thanks."

Han Changfeng kissed the two of them again, returned the phone that had hung up the video to Feng Langxing, and said goodbye to the three of them while holding his own phone.

"You're just shooting yourself in the foot."

Without Han Changfeng's figure, Qiu Yunqi's evil and dissolute aura was undisguised.

This should have attracted Xiao Shou's attention, but not only did the two people present ignore it, Feng Langxing also rolled his eyes at Qiu Yunqi and walked out again. Qiu Yunqi chuckled and didn't care much about him.

"Senior Qiu, do you want to take a shower?"

Wu Qingyang wrapped himself up in a stall. If Han Changfeng didn't want to do it anymore, he should suppress himself, otherwise no one would be able to deal with him if he got angry.

"What's the rush? Let that guy come back and wash it for me."

Qiu Yunqi evoked a confusing hint of danger, took out the cigarette case in his pocket and lit a cigarette afterwards.

Wu Qingyang's face turned slightly red and he walked into the bathroom silently.

Here, Han Changfeng came to Song Shishu's room after leaving his room. As soon as the door closed, Song Shishu's phone call came in.

Han Changfeng picked up the answer, and the picture that appeared made his eyes darken.

"Like it?"

While hanging up the phone, Song Shishu put on his shirt and wore nothing else. His delicate nipples and cock were nakedly exposed in front of the cover of Han Chang.

"like."

Han Changfeng spoke in a hoarse voice. In order to prove the authenticity of his words, Han Changfeng pointed the camera at his big erect penis.

"Aha……"

Seeing the cock that penetrated him countless times, Song Shishu's eyes were blurred, and his waist instantly softened.

"It's really bad."

Han Changfeng didn't respond. He stroked his cock and planned to have sex via video with Song Shishu.