Luo Yibei slowly raised his eyes and clasped her slender chin with his fingertips. His voice was cold and evil, "What's inappropriate? Size? Size? Or fit?"
Fang Chixia didn't expect that he would reply like this. Her face turned red and white, and she looked very embarrassed.
Luo Yibei observed her reaction coldly, and with a little force on his hand holding her chin, Fang Chixia's body became unstable and fell into his arms.
Lifting her face, his eyes swept across her face inch by inch, and he refused to let go and asked, "Speak!"
"You are shameless!" Fang Chixia raised his fist and hit him.
"It's even more shameless that I haven't done it yet!" Luo Yibei's lips curled up coldly, his eyes wandering up and down her body.
It moved down her face to her neck, then slowly down, and finally stopped at her collarbone.
"Answer!" His voice was a little colder than before.
Fang Chixia calmed down and slowly raised her face, with no unnecessary expression on her face.
Locking her eyes with his, she counted them one by one, "You are domineering! Autocratic! Unreasonable! When you want to do something, you only care about your own feelings. You can do whatever you want and never consider other people's feelings. I fed up!"
Fang Chixia's words actually referred to certain times when he ordered her to do things in the early stage. However, Luo Yibei didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and twisted her meaning to a thousand miles.
"Really?" Luo Yibei glanced at her lightly, hooked an arm around her waist, pressed her against his body, and spoke very slowly, "Don't you feel the same as me every time? ?”
His eyes moved down to her slender legs at an extremely slow speed. His voice was evil, "Your legs have been wrapped around my waist several times and you refused to let go."
After a pause, he added again, "Or, do you mean every time you cry and say no more?"
Her feeling of being fed up was distorted by him into being fed up with his excessive demands.
Fang Chixia's face turned red with anger and her body was trembling slightly.
If two people play IQ games, she might be able to pick up his tricks.
However, in terms of evil and shamelessness, Fang Chixia was completely unable to resist him.
Luo Yibei gave her a cold look and returned the topic to the previous question, "So, give me a better reason next time! Don't use such childish thoughts to deal with me!"
Fang Chixia came back to her senses and looked at him quietly, her face calm, "What I just said is true. Didn't I also mention divorce before leaving?"
Luo Yibei's eyes turned cold, and the hand holding her chin suddenly tightened, "It was fine one night, but suddenly disappeared without a word the next day. Fang Chixia, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Fang Chixia's eyes closed slightly, and she replied to him without changing her expression, "I acted as if nothing happened in the past few nights, just to take off your guard."
Luo Yibei's eyes turned cold, and a trace of anger suddenly reflected in his eyes.
He was obviously angry, and the hand that held her chin unconsciously tightened.
Fang Chixia frowned, with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face.
She slapped him randomly with her hand several times, and she yelled at him angrily, "Asshole, let me go!"
Luo Yibei ignored her, his eyes falling on her like a sinister wind.