At first, Meng Qiong herself took care of the signing process. She said she thought this girl was very similar to her younger self, full of vigor and tenacity.,The sofa sank down in a large patch, and his kiss came all at once.,Meng Qiong's footsteps didn't stop. The cold wind blew her hair, making it stand on end. She looked up at the northern city. It was a snowy day in December. Her hands were frozen stiff, and her vision was a little blurry.。