"Coincidence? Fate? Bond? Or destiny? I must be crazy!"

Wang Song said with a wry smile.

Wang Song was standing in front of Tongzi at this time, but Tongzi was still sleeping on the box...

"We can't let her sleep here. Who knows if the weather forecast is accurate? The wind was unusually cold just now. It might even rain tonight... But how do we wake her up? She must not be sleeping comfortably, but how can she sleep so deeply? We don't know what happened to this girl... ...