Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

I don't know if it's because I haven't done it for a long time, or because of the posture.

She was tremblingly tight.

Leng Kuang only felt his back, and there was a burst of fatal pleasure. He clasped Chu Qing's waist with his palms and pressed down. Impulse, then rhythm, impact...

Chu Qing couldn't resist this posture at all, and while bearing it, she scolded: Lengkuang, I'm fucking... I know you didn't tell the truth, you clearly... Promised me... I regretted it again... Ah, bastard ,Egg!!!

Coldly and delicately, he kissed her neck, and also kissed the extremely sensitive skin around her ears. He didn't stop his movements, opened his posture to the greatest extent, and sent himself deeper, bumping into her deepest part every time.

At the same time, he also smiled shallowly: I asked you, and you agreed!

I agree shit!

Silence equals acquiescence, acquiescence equals agreement, Ah Qing, you don't even know about this, do you? Leng Kuang replied, and then rushed faster, deeper and fiercer into her body.

Don't...so deep... The rhythm was like a storm, and Chu Qing felt as if she was about to be pierced through.

Unable to speak a complete sentence, only short whimpers other than panting.

Chu Qing was completely in the passion | frenzy | tide and lost her direction.

Afterwards, they still maintained that posture, Chu Qing's face was pressed against the door, and Leng Kuang's body was pressed tightly against her back from behind.

He was still in her body, and he didn't let himself withdraw, just entangled tightly like this.

This one is quiet and intimate.

At this moment, Leng Kuang really wanted to be like this for the rest of his life, to spend his whole life with her like this.

Of course, he also knew it was impossible.

And at this moment, he also realized another problem, that is, Chu Qing is not like the usual Chu Qing, could it be...

With a cold and crazy heart, he suffocated and stretched out his hand to caress Chu Qing's face!

That wet touch let him know that she was indeed crying quietly as he thought!

Ah Qing, don't cry, it's my fault, it's my fault. He wiped her tears with the back of his hand.

In my heart, I panicked.

At this moment, Leng Kuang had the urge to stick a knife in his heart.

Of course there are those who say to her: 'Ah Qing, as long as you don't cry, I will do whatever you want me to do! '

But he knew that such a thing, he could never say it.

Because he knew that if he said it, Chu Qing would say something to him next, except for the sentence of 'let me go', there is probably nothing else to say.

Chu Qing reached out, removed Leng Kuang's hand from her face, and said forcefully: Leng Kuang, we are always like this, why do you still think that we can continue?

Leng Kuang closed his eyes and leaned on her back: Do you love me?

Love him, why can't it continue.

Chu Qing asked softly: So what if you love, so what if you don't love?

Leng Kuang said: If you love me, of course you want to be with me. If you don't love me, unless I am willing, otherwise you can't go anywhere except by my side!

The sourness in Chu Qing's heart overflowed: Then let me tell you, I don't love you anymore.

The cold and crazy voice cooled down: You are lying.

Chu Qing chuckled: Ten days have passed in a month, and there are still twenty days left. Don't forget the bet between you and me.