Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

The blue veins appearing on the forehead of Leng Crazy are about to explode.

But in fact, I feel helpless and gratified.

Reluctantly, she still didn't want to forgive him, and was pleased that although she did not go with him, she finally wouldn't go with another man.

"Little angel, I respect your opinion, but if I call you, you must remember to call me. You promised us to invite us to drink!" He said, pulling Chu Qing's hand on it. Lightly brand a kiss, as gentle as possible.

"Pay attention to your behavior, her hand is not something you can kiss casually!" Leng Kuang was very angry, grabbed Chu Qing's hand from Michael's hand, then held it intimately, and then rubbed it in his palm Rub again.

She is very overbearing and does not want to let any masculine breath stay on her!

Michael stared coldly: "Why can't I kiss? You are not hers, why do you warn me, I tell you, one day, I will kiss you in front of you!"

Leng Kuang stared at his black eyes, murderous intent: "Your'morning and evening' is a pipe dream, only to be strangled in the cradle!"

Unwilling to show weakness, Michael's breath suddenly became cold: "Do you think I am afraid of you?"

As they said, the two of them were already ready to fight, and even ready to raise their guns and shoot.

Chu Qing looked at these two unclear men, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Is there enough trouble? If you don't make enough trouble, you continue to make trouble, I get out, no one can follow!"

After speaking, she withdrew her hand and hummed to the other right.

Leng Kuang's subordinates wanted to stop her from going.

But she was kicked and kicked away suddenly.

The other subordinate wanted to step forward to stop her, but with a cold gesture, he stopped and let Chuqing leave first.

"Little angel, where are you going? Wait for me..." Michael shouted, trying to leave with Chu Qing.

However, he was stopped by the submachine gun by the mad subordinates.

"Remember, she is not a woman you can provoke," Leng Kuang looked at him with cold eyes, with a murderous tone.

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Michael, and swept the three of them with cold eyes, like a warning.

Then, turn around and leave.

Michael snorted coldly, as if he didn't want to pay attention, and wanted to keep up, but was stopped by a row of submachine guns.

Carl and Thomas were taken aback, and quickly grabbed him from behind.

"Calm down, we are not their opponents." The two persuaded Michael, not wanting him to make a terrible decision because of impulse.

Of course Michael knew that this is not a good time to fight.

So if I want to follow up, I can only watch Leng Kuang chase Chu Qing and leave together.

After leaving Michael and them far enough, Chu Qing stopped and stared at the cold man beside him: "Go away, don't follow me."

Leng Kuang looked at him, motionless or rolling, but stretched out his hand to hold Chu Qing's hand, "Are you angry?"

Chu Qing pressed her lips coldly and stared at him rather irritably, "Who asked you to follow, what are you doing?"

Leng Kuang's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly: "What do you say I'm here for."

Chu Qing paused, and said coldly: "Go back, what I want to express has been clearly expressed to you, and no more changes will be made."

When Leng Kuang heard the words, he only felt like he had been punched hard in his chest, and the pain was terrible.