C152 All Men That Belong to Her

Wen Zhe sat on the sofa opposite her and threw the handkerchief to Shen Yan. "Help me wipe my hair. I'll tell you a story."

Shen Yan was helpless, but also very curious. She remembered what Wen Zhe promised her before and thought that he would not touch her again.

She picked up the handkerchief and took a detour around the back of the sofa