Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Chu Qing said angrily: Lengkuang, do you really want me to die? Don't you? Yes, let me die, but I don't want you to hug me and run down. Just shoot and kill me.

Ah Qing, you still pretend to be with me? The anger erupted from Leng Kuang instantly. It was so strong that Chu Qing couldn't help being nervous.

There was a cold wetness on the back.

What a cunning man Leng Kuang is, she knows better than anyone else.

He won't mention Michael in front of her for no reason, he must know something.

Could it be...

Chu Qing didn't dare to think about it. The cold and calm face and the stern expression made her retreat unconsciously, but she couldn't.

The grip around her waist was about to suffocate her, making her almost unable to breathe.

Leng Kuang, you insist on forcing me to say that Michael and I are in bed, right? That's fine, then I'll tell you, I'm in bed with Michael! Chu Qing raised her chin, full of courage appearance.

But in the next second, Leng Kuang grabbed her neck like a ghost with such a speed that the hairs stood on end.

Chu Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted with eyes wide open: Okay, strangle me, strangle me!

Leng Kuang hissed inhale, his eyes were scarlet red, and the veins on his forehead exploded, as if every nerve ending in his body was beating.

It seems that there will be a storm in the next second.

But he suddenly let go, grabbed Chu Qing's wrist, pulled it and ran outside.

What are you doing? Where are you going! Chu Qing asked.

At the elevator door, Leng Kuang stopped suddenly, and Chu Qing bumped into his back without noticing.

He ignored Chu Qing, just called Zhan Long and asked him to drive over.

After entering the elevator, he turned his head to look at Chu Qing. Seeing that she was still covering her sore nose with a slight frown, he suddenly pushed her against the elevator wall.

Unfathomably, he replied to her question in a cold voice: Go and see what you said, the man who slept with you.

Chu Qing took a sharp breath.

He's going to see Michael, why? Did he really find out everything?

Struggling, Chu Qing immediately wanted to break free from the crazily pulling, but suddenly the world spun before her eyes, and the world turned upside down when she opened her eyes again.

The elevator door opened again, Leng Kuang threw Chu Qing's head down and carried it on his shoulder.

Chu Qing was wearing a skirt, and this posture only made her feel cool on her legs. She was shocked, feeling that she was completely exposed, and immediately raised her hands to beat him: Lengkuang, you bastard! Let me go! Come down!

Leng Kuang raised his hand and slapped Chu Qing's pretty buttocks, and gloated: If you move again, you will be completely exposed, and everyone will see what color your shorts are.

When Chu Qing heard this, she immediately didn't dare to move anymore.

She clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could bite Leng Kuang: Put me down!

Of course, Leng Kuang didn't let Chu Qing down, and carried her out of the hotel all the time.

At this time, Zhanlong had already picked up his car and was waiting there.

Leng Kuang opened the rear door with one hand, threw Chu Qing in like a cargo, and then sat in by himself.

His head hit the seat heavily. Although it didn't hurt, it took Chu Qing lying on it for a while before he recovered.

She looked at Leng Kuang, gritted her teeth and said, Stop! I want to get down!

Leng Kuang curled his lips: This car won't stop until you reach your destination. If you really want to get off the car, you can jump out of the car.

The corner of Chu Qing's mouth twitched: You locked the car door, how can I jump?