C191 Spring Festival (1)

The moment the door was pushed open, Su Tong shook her hands, wanting to wave away Yin Feng's arm who was helping her in: "You don't need to help me in, I'm not drunk, I still want to go out and practice my sword, I still haven't memorized that last move."

Seeing that she was about to run outside, Yin Feng sighed, his eyes filled with a helpless smile. "We'll train again tomorrow