Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Chu Qing pressed her fist against his chest and slowly loosened it.

Leng Kuang immediately squeezed her hand, and then hugged her: "I'm sorry, it made you unhappy again."

Chu Qing did not move, just took a deep breath, and then looked at him blankly without speaking.

The air was a little dull, coldly let go of his hand, his collar irritably, and then squeezed out a greeting that was clearly concerned, but no matter how you heard it, I heard a strange greeting: "You...how are you...recently?"

Chu Qing nodded, "Very good."

After a pause, he said: "Go back..."

Leng Kuang changed Chu Qing’s impression of domineering, and actually smiled and said: "Good me, you let me go back, and I will go back, you don’t love me, I wait, you don’t want to forgive me, I don’t force it, I can go far Looking at you from afar and smiling, watching you happy makes me very satisfied."

Seeing Leng Kuang brushing her body and preparing to leave, Chu Qing, who was stunned, only felt sore in her eyes, and something was wet on her lips.

My heart was blocked, there was nothing, but I felt so uncomfortable...

Chu Qing was very sad. She remembered that he rescued her from the brink of death, but she couldn't feel it at all. She only thought of him telling a lie about her death, and then telling him a lot of cruel things, even to her. A sincere smile was also stingy to give him.

"Crazy!" Before she couldn't understand her heart, her voice had already come out first.

Leng Kuang stopped instantly, turned around quickly, hugged Chu Qing, and kissed her lips fiercely without any hesitation.

Chu Qing did not respond, but did not refuse either.

Leng Kuang laughed, restoring his previous frivolousness and wickedness.

He gently let go of her, and the breath in his smile blew gently on her face, her voice was muffled, calling her name: "A Qing."

"Um~~" She responded instinctively, as if humming in the quiet air.

"It's great, it feels really good to be able to hold A Qing like this!" said Leng Kuang's lips against her.

The vocal cords close at hand easily penetrated into Chu Qing's pores like fragrance, causing her body to turn upside down, causing her to hang her hand at her side, tightly wringing the fabric of her clothes.

She looked up at him without speaking.

From Leng Kuang's eyes, his eyes were flattering and seductive, and his panting instantly became extremely heavy.

It was originally just gently hooking the hand in front of her waist and began to slowly drift away.

As the frantic fingers moved around her waist, Chu Qing felt the skin all over her body trembling slightly, and she grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

The cold and crazy movement stopped instantly.

"You and I are soaked, and have stood for so long, you don't plan to invite me to my room? Huh?" His voice was very thin, but the real meaning inside was very strong.

Especially the breath he sprayed on her face, especially hot.

Chu Qing looked at him, her mind dizzy: "Huh??"

Leng Kuang thought that Chu Qing hadn't understood what he really meant, "A Qing, the bed in your room must be very soft and fragrant. It's all your taste."

These words made Chu Qing's face instantly become hot.

But she looked at Leng Kuang's expression, but she was not a bit shy, but rather sullen: "Leng Kuang, are you just looking for me just to do such a thing?"

Leng Kuang was slightly stunned...