Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

After leaving the violent neighborhood, Zhanlong and Yelang drove them to the best hospital in Lyon.

Nursing Leng Kuang's wound, taking blood, doing CT MRI concussion, and other various examinations are just a variety of things, so forget it.

But Chu Qing really didn't understand the significance of her having to do these checks together.

She asked Leng Kuang, and Leng Kuang said that since she had come, she might as well have a physical examination.

Chu Qing was speechless.

Later, she accidentally heard Yelang ask Zhanlong, do you have it? How's your body? Does it affect pregnancy?

At that moment, Chu Qing understood why Leng Kuang asked her to have a full body checkup.

I don't know whether I should be glad that I didn't get pregnant, or that my body was not affected by the miscarriage.

In short, after that day, her heart sank to the deepest part of the Pacific Ocean.

Leng Kuang's injury was not serious, healed up in a few days, and he took her to England.

It was night, on the private beach of the seaside hotel, Chu Qing was sitting on a swing chair with his head resting on the back of the chair, and he was slowly rocking the swing chair by himself.

Gradually, Chu Qing felt sleepy, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep without knowing it.

When he woke up again, the sky was covered and the sky was full of stars.

And she, although she was still sitting on the swing chair, was already hugged by Xiao Xiao at some point.

Leng Kuang hugged her, leaned his head against the cane, closed his eyes, breathed steadily, and seemed to be falling asleep.

It was a little cold, he was only wearing a shirt, and the coat was covering her.

She raised her hand, gently, trying to push away the cold and crazy arm.

But unexpectedly, the ring around him became even tighter.

Leng Kuang didn't open his eyes, just enjoying himself, putting all his weight on her.

For a long time, they didn't move.

Chu Qing maintained the same posture, only feeling that her body was about to go stiff, and she was a little irritable.

Just when he was about to make a sound to make Leng Kuang wake up, Leng Kuang's soft voice rang out: Are you homesick again?

It's just that it still maintains that posture, and doesn't open its eyes.

Chu Qing was puzzled, looked at him complicatedly, then nodded: ...

She didn't speak, and Leng Kuang didn't open her eyes either.

Regardless of whether Leng Kuang saw it or not, knew it or not, anyway, she answered it like this.

What else is there in your house?

Chu Qing was a little puzzled, not knowing what Leng Kuang meant by asking her all of a sudden.

She hesitated, guessing her cold and crazy thoughts, but she didn't answer for a long time.

And Leng Kuang didn't urge her, and kept his eyes closed, as calm as if he had never asked.

Time passed in silence like this, suddenly Leng Kuang let go of her, and then slowly sat up.

Chu Qing looked at him, pursed her lips twice, and then said: There is grandpa, father, mother...

Leng Kuang asked again, with a soft tone: Are you the only child in the family?

Chu Qing nodded: Yes, I am the only child in my family, and my grandparents love me very much. I really can't imagine how sad they would be when they knew that I was 'dead'.

These words made Leng Kuang's chest vibrate slightly, and his tone trembled a little: Ah Qing, I'm sorry.

Chu Qing pursed her lips seemingly, mocking herself and him, and then said nothing more.

For a long time, Leng Kuang didn't say anything, and after another long silence, he suddenly turned around and looked at Chu Qing: Do you want a drink?