Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

The wind was strong, and the rain was blowing coolly into the bedroom through the open window...

Since that day, Chu Qing has had a cold and a fever.

It took a whole week for her to get rid of the torment of the illness, and under Leng Kuang's careful and meticulous care every day, she went from being in a haze, high fever and semi-comatose state to being sober and getting better.

After Chu Qing fell ill, Leng Kuang almost hated himself to death.

Knowing that she is in good health, why did he get angry with her that day, so he didn't turn around and close the window, why did he insist on leaving her like this? !

Although Chu Qing was confused, she still had some memories of what happened in the past few days.

In the past few days, all she saw was crazily anxious, crazily sad, and crazily guilty.

In the past few days, as long as he guarded her, he couldn't take a good rest.

That's why when she woke up, Leng Kuang was lying on the edge of the bed with a bearded face and a tired face.

Even so, he still held his hand.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qing's eyes were slightly red.

She didn't understand, why did fate play tricks on her so ruthlessly?

When she loves him, he always hurts her mercilessly, even her and his children. When she is exhausted physically and mentally and decides to give up on him, but he makes a 360-degree turn and is as tight as seaweed. Hold her tightly.

Tears kept falling.

Chu Qing forced herself not to cry, but it still disturbed the cold madness in her light sleep.

Leng Kuang opened his eyes quickly, and after seeing the tears on Qing's face clearly, his eyes were full of heartache: What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable there? I'll call a doctor right away.

After speaking, he let go of his hand, and gently stroked the hair on Chu Qing's forehead, as if comforting.

Chu Qing shook her head, did not speak, but buried her face in the cold and mad chest.

Leng Kuang froze for a moment, a little surprised.

It's been so long since they quarreled, since the child was gone, this is the first time she took the initiative to him.

He was a little excited, and slowly and carefully stretched out his hand to embrace Chu Qing, as if caring for the most precious and fragile porcelain.

When touching her face, Leng Kuang only felt a strong sense of grievance in his heart, hugged her tightly, and put his chin on top of her head.

At that moment, Chu Qing felt that her heart was in great pain, as if being pinched by something, and as if being pressed by something, she was so suffocated that she could hardly breathe.

Tears couldn't help but started to flow down again.

Tears soaked his clothes, Chu Qing wept softly, why did she feel that he made her feel bad, did she really love him that much?

Feeling her tears, this time he was cold and mad but did not comfort, speak, or coax.

He just hugged Chu Qing even tighter, so tight that Chu Qing could hardly breathe.

Chu Qing didn't struggle either, and quietly let Leng Kuang hug her tightly, hugging her deeply as if she was about to rub her into her body.

In fact, for Chu Qing, Leng Kuang's silent hug was better than all consolation and coaxing.

Many times now, Chu Qing hated the indifference and the first sentence he said, because even if what he said was true, it was false to her no matter what she heard.

The heart will be tangled, uncomfortable, and confused about the direction.

After this time, Chu Qing became quieter and more docile.

Chu Qing is more like a baby now, besides eating, she sleeps every day, and sleeps for seventeen or eighteen hours every day, as if she wants to finish the sleep she owed in her previous life and sleep together in this life.