C89 Demons

"Did you let him touch you?" Zhan Nancheng asked as he pinched her chin.

Yanqi's face was pale and her eyes were closed, refusing to answer. Her clean and exquisite face looked like she was stubbornly wronged.

Zhan Nancheng kissed the tears on her face. He felt pain in his heart. He held her soft hand and suddenly pressed again, "Tell me, did you tell me?"

Yanqi frowned and shook her head