Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Hot tears blurred Chu Qing's eyes.

She froze for a moment before seeing clearly what she had done, and was stunned.

Ah! The sudden entry made her frown. She wanted to push him away, but she couldn't lift her hand no matter what.

His gaze was fixed on the scarlet blood on Leng Kuang's shoulder.

At this moment, like a bright red rose, it bloomed poignantly on his white shirt.

It's getting bigger and bigger and more pronounced.

After the yell just now, Chu Qing didn't make any sound, no matter how cold and mad the collision was.

The place where he kept rubbing was very dry, and every movement he made was a painful torture to her.

In the end, the lower body was hot and humid, and the severe pain continued to spread.

Chu Qing knew that she might be bleeding there.

As for Lengkuang, I guess he wasn't too comfortable, doing it while bleeding.

This made Chu Qing feel particularly panicked. She felt that the relationship between herself and Leng Kuang was like two straight lines with chaotic life trajectories, entangled into a mess.

Since the directions are different, it can't be untied, but it can't be torn off either.

Because it was torn off abruptly, the two straight lines were over.

Do you really want to be immortal?

Leng Kuang moved his body, but kept his head buried in Chu Qing's neck, not daring to meet her eyes.

After not seeing her for a long time, he finally raised his head to look at her, and saw her eyes dim, biting his lip tightly, blood overflowing from the edge of the teeth, the wound was visible, it looked shocking.

Don't bite yourself, Leng Kuang's voice was low and hoarse, his lower body didn't stop crazily encroaching, his thin lips covered her ears, Bite me, Ah Qing, bite me...

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain like biting from his neck.

Leng Kuang shuddered and almost exploded.

He took a deep breath to hold back, and clasped Chu Qing's slender and soft waist tightly with his palms, each time becoming harder and deeper.

Almost insane.

Leng Kuang no longer knew what he was doing and what he had done before, and his consciousness gradually lost control!

Inhaling and pumping in a suffocating tightness, he crashed into the deepest part of her, letting himself go, but at the same time passed out on Chu Qing's body.

Chu Qing let go of his neck, bit his shoulder and whimpered twice.

This was a joy of blood and tears, love and hate, blood was all over their bodies, and the half of the bed below them was also covered in blood, some of them belonged to him, and of course, some belonged to her!

At first glance, the scene is very tragic.

Chu Qing's body was numb and unconscious for a while, and he was drowsy and confused.

But again, he fainted and couldn't move his whole body.

She stared out of the window with dead eyes, until she recovered her strength, then pushed away the cold madness on her body.

Although she hated Lengkuang, she still didn't want Lengkuang to die. If he didn't give treatment, he might bleed to death.

But just sitting on the side of the bed, when he was about to get up, he woke up coldly and violently.

He hugged Chu Qing tightly from behind, resting his head on Chu Qing's shoulder, his face was sickly pale, and his voice was also very pale: Don't go, Ah Qing, don't go, I was wrong, please don't treat me like this , you don't like the indifference you like, I don't like you treating me like air, I can't stand you like this, it hurts, my heart hurts!

Like a wounded child, he whispered in her ear.

The cold and madness at this moment has nothing in front of Chu Qing, her self-esteem, pride, composure, and courage are all gone, leaving only weakness and powerlessness.