This was the first time she had ever seen him so completely, hopelessly drunk.
Song Hanjiang draped his arm over her shoulder, swaying as he walked with her toward the second floor. After helping him back to his room, Lin Anqiao took off his black suit jacket and tossed it aside, then pulled back the covers, hoping to let him lie down and rest.
The man reached out with his distinctively knuckled hand, gripped her wrist, and pulled her toward him without a moment’s hesitation. Caught off guard, Lin Anqiao tumbled onto his bed. Song Hanjiang pinned her down in an instant, his grip tight on her wrists.
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