Song Yu, feeling unbearably hot and disoriented, tugged at her clothes, murmuring confusedly, "What's... happening to me?"
Niu Shan, with a lewd smirk, wrapped his arm around Song Yu's waist. "Miss Song Yu, you must be tired. Let me help you to a hotel room to rest."
Despite feeling groggy, Song Yu sensed something was amiss. She struggled weakly, protesting, "No, I don't want to go. I need to go home, I have to call..."
Her resistance was feeble, barely an inconvenience for Niu Shan.
His friends quickly stepped forward, snatching her phone from her bag while reassuring, "No need to call anyone. We'll take good care of you."
After forcing more drinks on her, they waited until she was completely unconscious before taking her to a secluded room.
"Niu Shan, you're amazing, snagging such a pretty girl. She looks so delicate, I almost feel bad."
"If you can't do it, let me."
"Back off, I said almost. I didn't say I wouldn't!"
