Suddenly, something came over Qiao Jing and he licked the side of Qiao Yue's neck.
Qiao Yue's legs gave way and she lost her balance, pushing Qiao Jing down with her.
Staring at Qiao Jing below her, Qiao Yue's heart was racing. What kind of monster was this drunken Qiao Jing? He was like a completely different person!
Qiao Yue wanted to get up but was held down by Qiao Jing's hands on the small her back.
"Second brother, it's me, Qiao Yue! Your fifth brother! Wake up, I don't have any homosexual tendency!"
She felt like she was trapped. She couldn't break free from Qiao Jing's grip no matter how hard she tried, but if she used too much force, she might break his arm.
After weighing the pros and cons, Qiao Yue had no choice but to negotiate with the drunkard.
