Luo Chenxi suddenly surprised, subconsciously want to dodge.
But now she is lying on the hospital bed, weak and weak. Even if she moves, she is in pain and can't escape.
Seeing that Cyril's cold thin lips are about to stick up, Luo Chenxi suddenly gives birth to a force in her anxiety. She raises her right hand and slaps Cyril in the face.
"Pa" a crisp ring, reverberating in the open and quiet ward.
It sounds particularly harsh.
Cyril's approach stopped, one hand on the bed, hanging above Luo Chenxi's body.
His handsome face, especially white because of his Western blood, turned red under Luo Chenxi's slap. You can imagine how much Luo Chenxi had just hit.
The next second, Cyril reached out and squeezed Luo Chenxi's right wrist. She looked sinister and cold in her ice blue eyes. She stared at Luo Chenxi coldly and said word by word: "how dare you hit me?! Woman, do you know who I am? No one's ever hit me in my life! "
Cyril's hand is not light, Luo Chenxi's hand is painful.
However, she did not show the slightest panic on her face. Instead, she clenched her teeth and raised her chin haughtily. "That's right, it's you! And who are you? How do I know who you are? You are such a secretive person, you dare not even show your face on the yacht! I think you're a fugitive, right? I'm afraid others will go to prison if they see through their identity? "
"You... Who are you talking about as a fugitive?! Where does my young master look like a fugitive?! Ha ha, I scared you to death when I told you my identity, but... "
Cyril was angry with Luo Chenxi's derogatory and sarcastic tone. She couldn't help sneering and wanted to say her identity.
But in the middle of it, he stopped.
Ice blue eyes swept on Luo Chenxi's face, "woman, you have no right to know my identity! Don't think that if you irritate me, you'll be able to talk from my mouth! I advise you to be quiet and play less tricks on me, otherwise... You should know that you are in my territory now. I can crush you as easily as an ant. "
Luo Chenxi was surprised.
No matter how she told herself to be calm and calm, she could not help but feel a little uneasy in the face of a man like Cyril who had been in the underground force since childhood.
"What do you... What do you want to do?"
Cyril looked down at the woman lying on the bed, clearly saw the alert and tension in Luo Chenxi's eyes.
This delicate and delicate face is not far behind Luo Chenxin. However, seeing Luo Chenxin's expression, he can only arouse his sadistic impulse. However, facing Luo Chenxi, he finds that he can't do it.
Clearly, Luo Chenxi is the one he should torture most
Cyril's big hand holding Luo Chenxi's wrist slowly tightened. After hearing Luo Chenxi take a breath, he subconsciously released his hand.
Luo Chenxi is free. She quickly takes her hand back and tries to move to the edge of the bed. She wants to stay away from the dangerous man as far as possible.
"You..."
Apparently, Cyril was also startled by his intuitive reaction.
Seeing Luo Chenxi's reaction, his face sank again.
I don't know why, he hates Luo Chenxi's eyes.
When she was on the yacht, this woman was not like that.