Qin Ruo felt nauseous in his throat, but he still bit his lips. His slender arm blocked manager Chen's efforts to get close to her, and he bit his teeth. "Manager Chen, I'm not drunk, please let me go."

instead of letting go, Mr. Chen's hand around her waist is even more incisive. He rubs the smooth skin on her back with thin cloth.

"Secretary Qin, don't be reluctant. You're drunk and can't stand stably. Let me help you."

Qin ruoyi couldn't bear it, especially when manager Chen's fat hand was about to cover her thigh, his voice raised several tone shells, "manager Chen, please respect yourself!"

it's very loud....