C995 Stretch Your Neck over
Dong Xiuming was unhappy. He pinched Chen Yan's neck, his dark red eyes were filled with displeasure, "Then why didn't you hire a good car for this sovereign?"
Chen Yan scratched his head, "I forgot."
Well, I did forget.
He had forgotten that this body was not an ordinary researcher, but a popinjay and a researcher.
"No matter, this sovereign wants to sit in a good car