C1816 Xiao Mingzhu's Mood

"A gift from an ancient god? An ancient god that knows modern technology? You might as well say that those gods are all aliens. That thing is alien technology! This bastard! "

Wan Qingfei vented her anger and propped her chin up to let her imagination run wild. Suddenly, she smiled. Her beautiful and pure face was full of genuine smiles. Even her four maids had never seen such a smile before