C75 Nest denied

The dim yellow light shone on Qiao Chuan An's creamy face and it was very gentle. His long eyelashes trembled and his hands curled up on the blanket. He was curled up into a ball with no sense of security.

The humiliation of being used by others was like a maggot on one's bones, following one's shadow.

The next day, when Qiao Chuan woke up, his face was extremely ugly