C943 Pervert

Two words suddenly popped up in Weng Quan's mind.

Evil.

Her luck had always been bad, but in comparison, Tang Qingge's luck was also excessively good.

Wasn't this too unfair?

Weng Quan lowered her head to look at her phone. Suddenly, a line of things appeared on the phone's browser.

Change of luck.

Her pupils suddenly shrank.

Luck was a very mysterious thing