C193 Killing Intent

"Xiaomeng, you'll be fifteen in the winter."

"Probably." She couldn't remember the original owner's birthday, so she wasn't sure if it was.

"What does this child mean? It should be winter." Liu Changgen was amused by Xiaomeng's answer.

Xiaomeng lowered her head to eat. Winter was winter, so she didn't care too much about it.

"Xiaomeng