Delicate Temperament

Ning Meng and Liu Meow raised their heads and saw a girl walking onto the stage.

She was about the same height as Ning Meng and her face… Hmm? She was quite a gorgeous young lady too. 

She had a pink comfy sweater on, waving at the crowd with a gentle smile. The corner of her eyes was slanted upward, displaying a great allure to them.

Ning Meng could not help but feel a sense of familiarity from this young lady. She felt as though she had seen her before, however, no matter how hard she tried to recall, she could not remember where she had seen this face.

Suddenly, Liu Meow shook her arm, pulling her back from her deep thoughts.

Ning Meng lowered her head and saw the little girl was gesturing for her to bend down. It seemed that she had something to say to her.

When Ning Meng had bent down, Liu Meow whispered into her ear, "Sis, that comic artist looks a lot like you!"

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