Yan Mubei didn't react, his movements remained the same, and the strength of his hold on her remained the same, neither more nor less.
After a while, she couldn't hear his response, and Lin Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really drunk."
She patted her chest gently, calmed herself down, and stretched out her other hand to touch his trouser pocket.
Where is the mobile phone?
Where is his cell phone?
With a snap, Yan Mubei's other hand clasped her groping right hand.
Lin Qianqian fell down again and sweatdropped: "......"
You're drunk, can't you just stay drunk and behave yourself?
Then Lin Qianqian's sweat dropped and her eyes widened in horror.
Just because he grabbed her hand and kept dragging it down, towards his...
Lin Qianqian refused and saw that it was about to be covered up. She gritted her teeth and secretly used her strength to fight against the odds.
Lin Qianqian struggled and shouted: "Yan Mubei, let me go... What are you doing? Let me go."
"It hurts, rub it." The man continued.
"No." She vowed to refuse.
What crime did she commit?
Only then did he meet this pervert and do such shameless things.
She wanted to slap him awake and tell him to get out.
But...but his cell phone, her escape plan.
Besides, Arjun and her son were coming tomorrow night, and she had to run out to meet them.
Lin Qianqian was not very cooperative, which made Yan Mubei very dissatisfied, but he did not dare to mess around.
In fact, deep down in Yan Mubei's heart, he was a little afraid of Lin Qianqian, afraid that she would be angry, afraid that she would say something that would make him sad.
Because he loves her too much, he becomes afraid to face her.
However, he was so mean and wanted to get close to her.
I am obsessed with her and can't let go.
Since he couldn't face her anger, he chose to trap her in confusion and pester her.
Anyway, didn’t she use “I love you” to test whether he was drunk?
Then he would pretend to be drunk to show her, and show her how drunk he was.
The 'drunk man' was very shameless and grabbed his hands hard and wouldn't let go.
The hands of the two people were frozen in mid-air.
Lin Qianqian struggled to no avail and gnashed her teeth with hatred. It was not right to hit him, nor was it right to scold him.
She was so angry that she yelled: "Yan Mubei, do you want to be shameless? Damn it, you must be pretending to be drunk."
That's right, he was shameless, and for her, he even didn't care about his face.
Suddenly Yan Mubei stretched out his leg and almost hit Lin Qianqian's face.
Fortunately, she had quick eyes and quick hands and bent down to avoid it. Her face was avoided, but she was so frightened that she squatted on the bed.
Yan Mubei squinted his left eye and glanced at her. Without missing the opportunity, he stretched out his other long leg and pressed heavily on her calf.
Only an ouch was heard, and Lin Qianqian's calf was pressed so hard that she could not move.
Her hands were clasped, and now her calves were being pressed, which meant that her entire body was controlled by him.
Lin Qianqian, let me show you what it means not to have face.
"You, your legs are pressing on me." Lin Qianqian screamed in shock, grinning in pain.
She struggled desperately, but the more she struggled, the greater the weight he pressed on her, like a rope that knew how to tighten.
Then Lin Qianqian realized that this damn guy was really pretending to be drunk.
This realization made her angry and angry, but she was helpless.