With her lips covered by the smell of alcohol, Yun Qin felt one of his hands crawl into her clothes.
A hot hand suddenly touched Yun Qin's slender waist, causing her entire body to quiver, and the numbness spread throughout her body like electricity.
"Song Yin, you're awake, aren't you? Don't pretend."
This time, Yun Qin pushed him with two hands, but she could not move him at all.
Song Yin easily caught Yun Qin's hands with one hand and secured her hands above her head.
Yun Qin's body instantly arched like a shrimp, and the undulation of her chest became even more prominent.
"Ah!"
Suddenly realizing that a big hand was grabbing her chest, Yun Qin subconsciously cried out in surprise.
Song Yin still looked at her with a dazed expression, then softly called out, "Yun Qin."
Yun Qin instinctively stopped resisting after hearing him call her name. There was a battle going on in her mind.
