"Fang Chixia, stop!" Luo Yibei's voice rose a little higher.
Fang Chixia still ignored it and walked around the long flower path, away from the church and onto another flower path on the island.
Luo Yibei's face darkened. When she was about to walk away from Qing Muchen's castle, he followed her in a few steps, picked her up roughly and threw her on the flower field next to her.
His actions were very rough, simple and direct.
Luo Yibei is not a gentle person to begin with. She doesn't appreciate being a good person, so she might as well let her temper go!
Fang Chixia fell heavily onto the flower ground. The fall didn't hurt, but she was startled by his sudden movement.
Looking sideways at the environment the two of them were in, her face turned pale almost instantly.
"Luo Yibei, what are you doing?"
Luo Yibei looked down at her lying on the flower ground, his arms on both sides of her body, and his tall body pressed forward, "Isn't it natural for a husband to do anything to his wife?"
Fang Chixia's eyes narrowed slightly, and she swept his eyes with a clear and cold gaze, calmly trying to identify whether what he just said was a joke or whether it was true.
Luo Yibei ignored it, lowered his eyes, glanced at her slightly undulating chest, raised his fingertips and gently touched the collar of her clothes.
"Stop!" Fang Chixia yelled coldly.
Luo Yibei not only ignored it, but even slipped his hand into her clothes wantonly.
Fang Chixia's body trembled in his arms, trying to resist, but just as her hands and feet moved, Luo Yibei's hands slid down along her graceful curves, holding her body, and suddenly pressed her She bumped into his arms.
Fang Chixia's body froze as if she had received an electric shock.
Luo Yibei was unbuttoning the belt of his trousers, popping the button with his fingertips and pulling down the zipper neatly.
Fang Chixia stared at him calmly and said coldly, "What is Mr. Luo doing? Rape outside marriage?"
"How can it be considered extramarital if the divorce agreement is not signed?" Luo Yibei retorted lightly, turning his eyes to her body.
Touching the thin layer of pink on her skin with his fingertips, he continued to correct him calmly, "Shouldn't it be called mutual love when a couple does this kind of thing?"
Every sentence he said seemed to make sense.
Not wanting to keep talking to her, he clasped a hand on her shoulder and began to tear off her clothes.
His movements were so rough that Fang Chixia's face changed in shock.
Her mind went blank for a few seconds, and she continued to struggle under him on her hands and knees, "Luo Yibei, I don't want to! Anything against a woman's will is called rape!"
She struggled fiercely, clawing at his back randomly, raised her body to hit him, and her head hit his arms, making a muffled sound.
She looked like this, which made Luo Yibei a little angry.
Are you already so reluctant to be under him
Men are the most intolerant of stimulation.
"You were not like this before!" Luo Yibei said coldly, sarcastically, while pressing down on her banging head, "You were like this every night..."
He seemed to want to say something, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a crisp slap in the face.
The sound of "pop" was so loud that it seemed to echo across the long flower path.
All around, dead silence.
The night seemed to be fermenting and seemed to be getting heavier.
The wind blew gently, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers, which tasted sweet.
Cloyingly sweet.
However, my heart is bitter...