The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Chapter 227: The obligation to marry him

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"Let me go!" Concerned about the environment the two of them were in, Fang Chixia squeezed her wrist in his hand. m

Luo Yibei ignored her and dragged her towards his room.

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

Luo Yibei ignored her words, took her to the door of his room, kicked in the door, entered the room, locked the door with his backhand, walked to the bed in a few steps, threw her to the bed, and his body Take advantage of the pressure and move forward.

His arms were supported on both sides of her body, and his body was hanging above her. His eyes were cold and heavy, "Now that you have come to this home, shouldn't you do something that belongs to your status?"

Fang Chixia knew what he meant as soon as he heard it.

Stunned, her face turned pale with horror, and her hands unconsciously tightened the sheets beneath her.

She pulled hard, and the thin linen sheets were pulled out into deep and shallow folds, and the joints were turned white from the pinching.

Luo Yibei's words were extremely humiliating to her, as if by marrying him, her only role was to help him vent his various physiological needs, and that was the only thing she should do due to her status.

He looked like this, making Fang Chixia feel extremely despicable. His dignity felt like he was being held up and thrown down from high in the air, and was smashed to pieces!

Luo Yibei looked at her calmly, leaned forward, and kissed her lips with his cold lips.

His kiss was not as hot as before, but as cold as ice.

He bit her soft lips and kissed her hard, biting her skin roughly, opened the collar of her clothes, and kissed her carefully and slowly down her smooth face, kissing her slender body. neck, and then moved to her collarbone.

Fang Chixia clenched her fists tightly, neither resisting nor struggling, but just let him kiss her, her eyes a little red.

Luo Yibei looked at her calmly, looking at the sheets that had been wrinkled into a ball by her. He stared at her whitened joints for a long time, and then slowly raised his face.

Under Fang Chixia's stagnant gaze, he suddenly said, "I want to hear your explanation."

Fang Chixia was startled and looked at him in surprise, as if someone had knocked a thin crack into her cold heart.

She looked at him, her eyes filled with mist, and her voice was slightly choked, "If I explain it, will you believe it?"

Luo Yibei was silent for a moment and did not answer her question directly. Instead, he said, "At least you don't have to suffer."

Fang Chixia actually didn't expect him to be well. The ripples that had just been raised in her chest were calmed down by her, and she looked away from him, "Xiao Zuo is sick and refuses to eat. The situation keeps happening again and again. The housekeeper called me and asked me to come over and take a look, but it still didn’t get better after I came here, so your mother asked me to 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, covered her clothes and walked out of the room.

She walked very quickly, as if she disliked staying in the room with him for one more minute.

When he left the room and wanted to go downstairs, he was stopped by Luo Yibei, "Since you are here, then stay!"

His voice was very calm, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and returned to his room as if nothing had happened.