"Fefei was forced to withdraw from the entertainment industry for a year. You are involved in cause and effect with us. You can't sign an entertainment company this year. Do you regret it?" Sister Yaya asked after getting out of the elevator.

Su Tong was wondering before that the entertainment industry is a place where people are easily forgotten. No matter how popular a big star is, he will lose his popularity a lot after a year of silence. Yang Feifei is as sunny as she is. Why did she come back to study?

In life, whether education is important or making money is of course important.

Su Tong doesn't believe that Yang Feifei devoted herself to studying for a year for a bachelor's degree, and with her qualifications, Beijing Film Academy would not be blocked from her degree certificate.

I see.

"Haha, I didn't plan to sign a contract with an entertainment company, and I didn't even take on any commercial performances. This year, I just happened to write songs, books, and lay a solid foundation." Su Tong laughed.

After leaving the elevator, the two of them quickly entered the house.

"Su Tong, you're here." As soon as he entered the house, Su Tong saw Lin Yin, who had the baby voice envied by countless women, greeted him with a smile.

Lin Yin is the girl who rescued when Biyao died in Qingyun Peak when Su Zhao live broadcast "Zhu Xian" and Sister Yaya and Yang Feifei went out to rescue her.

She and Yang Feifei are classmates, but she is much worse than Yang Feifei, which is a world of difference. Last time she wanted to leave the country, she was almost unspoken by the director. Fortunately, Feifei and Sister Yaya arrived in time.

"Super Sonic Sister is so beautiful today." Su Tong laughed.

Lin Yin snorted, her voice so tender and coquettish that Su Tong's bones were soft: "Su Tong, you will bully me."

"Hehe, Yinyin, who bullies you? Tell me, I'll help you." Yang Feifei was wearing a loose cartoon T-shirt and ran out of the room. Her long legs were white, which made Su Zhao look dazzling.

"No, Feifei, have you packed up the things you want to go back to Haibin City tomorrow?" Lin Yin giggled, her voice so tender that even Yang Feifei got goosebumps all over her body, and she enjoyed it very much.

Tomorrow is September 30th, and the National Day holiday begins.

"It's already ready. Su Tong's house is in Haibin City. You go with me tomorrow and ask him to play with you more. Only when the relationship is cultivated will he write a song for you." Yang Feifei did not hesitate to Su Tong's side, very direct.

"No, no, it's not easy for Su Tong to write songs, and he may not be suitable for girls." Lin Yin quickly refused and quickly pulled Su Tong to explain: "Su Tong, don't listen to Feifei's nonsense, she is the least serious. I've also seen it, the entertainment industry is not suitable for me."

"Haha, Sister Yinyin's voice is very distinctive, and there are not many suitable songs." Su Tong smiled. Lin Yin looked sad when she heard it. She couldn't act and was limited in singing. However, when she was just depressed, Su Tong said again: "But not many are just people like me. My voice can be sung with female voices. Sister Yinyin, the article is natural, I can get it by my hand, and the good songs are the same. As long as the skill is deep, the iron rod will be ground into a needle..."

"As long as you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle."

Lin Yin secretly glanced at Su Tong's crotch, his face turned red, and he thought of something embarrassed.

"Stop bragging, I don't have a girlfriend, why are you rubbing with me?" Yang Feifei laughed.

Lin Yin's face was flushed, and she fully understood what Yang Feifei meant.

Su Tong was puzzled and said, "What does it have to do with having a girlfriend?"

Yang Feifei's eyes rolled and she laughed, "Then tell me, how to rub your iron pestle?"

"Use your hands." Su Zhao looked at Yang Feifei with an idiot.

Yang Feifei covered her stomach and fell on the sofa and laughed: "Use your hands? Haha, haha, I'm so laughing to death."

Lin Yinxia flew her cheeks and ran back to the room.

Su Tong's eyes straightened again. Is this girl wearing pants? She has already exposed her thighs and hasn't seen her thighs yet.

"I'm crazy again, sit down." Sister Yaya changed into a light-fitting home out of the room, pulled Yang Feifei up from the sofa, and held a bottle of liquid in her hand.

Sister Yaya has dressed up and has a purple suspender skirt. She used to look like a fairy in Guanghan Palace in the sky. Now she has come to the world, dignified, graceful and elegant, with a bit of a worldly aura.

"Xiao Tong, do you really want to write a song for Lin Yin?" Sister Yaya sat down on the sofa and asked Su Tong to sit over.

Su Tong couldn't touch Sister Yaya's thoughts and scratched her head and asked, "Sister Yaya, should I write... or write?"

"Lin Yin is very simple and is very close to Feifei. If you can help her, please help her." Sister Yaya said, opened the bottle of liquid, poured out a few drops of liquid on the palm of her hand, and then rubbed it with both hands.

"It's so pungent, but it has a little fragrance." Yang Feifei covered her nose.

As soon as Su Tong nodded, he heard Sister Yaya ask him to stretch out his left hand.

"Ah~"

Su Tong's injured left palm was held in the palm of his hand and rubbed it with his palms. His palms were cold and hot, and both ice and fire were everywhere.

Sister Yaya's hands are not as soft and boneless as Yang Feifei. Her skin is more elastic, giving Su Tong an unspeakable sense of security.

"Your muscles, bones, skin and flesh are too tender, and there is almost no energy storage, which is a fatal disadvantage." Sister Yaya gently massaged Su Tong's palm with her index finger and thumb.

Su Tong was puzzled: "Sister Yaya, I see that your flesh is much tenderer than mine. Is there energy in your flesh?"

Sister Yaya smiled slightly, stretched out a hand and asked Su Tong to hold it.

Su Tong pinched her two fingers. When he pinched her, he was surprised. How could Sister Yaya's hand become softer than Yang Feifei's hand?

"Su Tong is so brave that she can take advantage of Sister Yaya." Yang Feifei shouted from the side.

Su Tong didn't make a fuss with Yang Feifei. When Yang Feifei was talking, he widened his eyes and found that Sister Yaya's palm suddenly turned into a cold knife, sharp and cold.

Su Tong hurriedly threw it away, worried about being cut.

"Sister Yaya..." After throwing it away, Su Zhao felt very embarrassed. She seemed to dislike Sister Yaya's hand just now.

Sister Yaya smiled gently and said, "Touch and see again."

Su Tong pinched it carefully.

It becomes harmless again, soft as boneless.

"That is energy, convergence and explosion." Sister Yaya said: "When convergence, my flesh and muscles and bones are softer than Feifei, and I don't give in to the sharp edges of the steel blade."

Su Tong was stunned. This was beyond his understanding. It was like suddenly reborn and suddenly obtained a divine stone, and it could not be interpreted by science.

It was at this time that he fully understood why Yang Feifei said that Dalong is powerful, but he is incomparable to Sister Yaya, and it is far from that.

And he himself compared to Sister Yaya... So what if he had Wei Yan's combat experience? No matter how powerful he was, his flesh and blood could not compete with Cold Weapons.

Su Tong didn't know if Sister Yaya burst out of it, but the hand that burst out just now was definitely a cold weapon.
Chapter completed!