C700

In the afternoon, when she was packing, she found the box. She just didn't know what was inside.

"Aircraft." The old man pretended to be mysterious.

"Aircraft?" Sang Xiaoyu was surprised, but she immediately laughed out loud when she saw the contents of the box. It was indeed a plane, but it was a remote controlled toy plane. It seemed to be something Qin Sinian used to do when he was young