C147 Is a problem for almost how many people

In the dead of night in the snow, except for the endless asphalt road beneath their feet, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness. Tong Yi Miao couldn't help but start to talk to Shen Chuxin.

"If you were to become a reporter, you would definitely be hunted down by a lot of people." His brain was spinning really fast! Even she felt a bit of self-pity.

No matter what