C94 My birthday present

Song Qinghuan was holding a mug as she stood in front of the hotel window, admiring the beautiful morning scenery of F Nation. Today, F Nation also welcomed the first snowfall of this year.

She stared out the window at the drifting snowflakes, which had gradually turned into snowflakes.

Song Qinghuan put down her mug, picked up her phone and sent Xu Ningzhou a short message asking where he was