Good-looking skins are all the same, but interesting souls are unique. The core soul fragment of the devil from hundreds of millions of years ago was stuffed into a car chip... Su Qingyan was caught off guard by the sudden "music flirtation", her shoulders trembled slightly, laughter overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and the corners of her eyes turned into crescent moons: "Old devil! Was this how you flirted with girls back then? Did those goddesses and saints do the same to you?" "Humph, I was..." As he spoke. While activating the automatic driving, he also thoughtfully turned on the massage system for the girl. As for whether it was a real massage, only he himself knew...
