With a hiss, Xia Yinian's top was torn to shreds.
"No!" The girl's screaming voice was swallowed by the man.
She really was drunk, she wasn't Yu Wanqing, she wasn't!
Having struggled free one hand, Xia Yinian didn't push him because she was certain she couldn't move him.
At this time, she couldn't save herself; her only option was to seek help.
Her mobile phone was right on the bed just a moment ago, how come she couldn't find it now?
"Um..."
Her body was captured by a large palm, and Xia Yinian almost threw the mobile phone that had just reached her grasp back onto the bed.
She took a deep breath and held onto the mobile phone tightly.
Relying on intuition, she unlocked the phone and, despite feeling unwell, managed to dial a number.
Not only did the person on the other end of the phone know, even the man on her body knew that she was in pain, even beginning to cry.
