Chapter 228 The Obligation to Marry Him

"Let me go!" Fang Chixia's wrist twitched in his hand, worried about the environment where the two were.

Luo Yibei ignored her and dragged her to his room.

"Luo Yibei, let go of your hand!" Fang Chixia struggled weakly in his hand. At this time, the corridor was very quiet, and she did not dare to amplify her voice for fear of disturbing the family.

Luo Yibei turned a deaf ear to her words, took her to the door of his room, kicked the door, entered the room, locked the door with his backhand, walked to the bed a few steps, and threw her on the bed, his body took advantage of the trend oppressed.

With his arms on her sides, his body dangling above her, his eyes were cold, "Since we have already come to this house, shouldn't I do something that I should do?"

Fang Chixia knew what he meant when he heard it.

Looking at him in astonishment, her face turned pale in horror, and her hands unconsciously tugged the sheets under her body.

She pulled so hard that the thin linen sheets were pulled out into deep and shallow folds, and the knuckles were pinched white.

Luo Yibei's words were extremely humiliating to her, as if marrying him, her only role was to satisfy his various physical needs, and that was the only thing she should do as a person.

This kind of him made Fang Chixia feel that he was extremely humble, and his dignity was like being held by someone and fell from a high sky, and was smashed to pieces!

Luo Yibei looked at her calmly, leaned over, and roughly pulled her clothes.

He's powerful and brutal.

Although he has never been gentle in the past, he has never been so cold.

That kind of coldness without a trace of temperature, which was so cold to the bones, that every cell in Fang Chixia's body cooled down, and even the temperature of his blood cooled down.

Fang Chixia clenched his fists tightly, neither resisting nor struggling, just letting him move, his eyes were a little red.

Luo Yibei looked at her calmly, looked at the sheets that had been folded into a ball by her, stared at her pale knuckles for a long time, and slowly raised his face.

In Fang Chixia's slightly stagnant gaze, he suddenly spit out, "I want to hear your explanation."

Fang Chixia was stunned and looked at him in surprise. The cold heart lake seemed to be knocked open by a thin crack.

She looked at him, her eyes dizzy with mist, and her voice was slightly choked, "If I explained it, would you believe it?"

Luo Yibei was silent for a while, instead of answering her question directly, he said, "At least you don't have to suffer yourself."

Fang Chixia actually didn't expect how good he would be. She calmed the ripples in her chest just now, and she looked away from him, "Xiao Zuo is ill and refuses to eat, and the situation keeps going back and forth. The housekeeper called me to come and have a look, but it didn't get better after I came, so your mother let me live here temporarily."

Luo Yibei was startled, and seemed a little surprised by such an answer.

Fang Chixia took the opportunity to push him away, clutching his clothes and walking out of the room.

She walked quickly, and it felt like she hated staying in the room with him for an extra minute.

After going out the door, I wanted to go downstairs, but was stopped by Luo Yibei, "Since you are here, then stay!"

His voice was very low, and after finishing a sentence, he turned around and returned to his room as if nothing had happened.