Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

The cold and crazy voice is like poison coated with sugar.

Chu Qing, who was swallowed by lust, couldn't react at all, her eyes were ignorant and blurred, her slender legs were stretched out, and her cold and crazy waist was tightly clamped, and she responded emotionally...

Ah Qing, leave me! His voice was very soft, not as good as heartbeat and panting, but it still hit Chu Qing's soft and brittle eardrum hard.

... Ah Qing, leave me...Suddenly, he suddenly sucked Chu Qing's ear, and exhaled on her crimson neck, while his body was getting deeper and deeper, and his hard organs were rigid like stones against.

It seems that there is only in, not out.

This sentence of leaving made Chu Qing slightly stunned, and her body shrank unconsciously.

After being twisted like this, he was almost about to let it out. He endured it and attacked more violently with the sound of slapping. He was no longer as pity as before, and he was ruthless, as if he wanted to crush Chu Qing.

This intimate, chaotic midnight, eaten by lust, is so intense and carefree...

When the passion receded, Leng Kuang did not hug her intimately as before, but sat far away, far away from her, sitting on the other side of the sofa drinking wine quietly.

The posture is lazy, but the eyes are dazed, and a little bit at a loss, like a child who has lost his way.

helpless, lost...

Chu Qing didn't drink, so she just sat quietly, looking at Leng Kuang quietly, thinking about his last words.

Why did he say such a thing, just casually, or did he really want to let him go?

She really wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask. She was afraid of being cold and mad, but she changed her mind because of her impatient urging.

After a long silence, Chu Qing wanted to break the silence, but she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Leng Kuang got up suddenly and walked towards her,

He sat down beside Chu Qing, raised his hand and gently stroked her face, his eyes were as deep as water, and he looked at her affectionately.

Chu Qing's eyes were clouded, and she was in a daze. She seemed to be back in the past. The days when she and Leng Kuang were just together, although it was noisy at that time, but thinking back to the days, they were as sweet as friends...

The two of them remained silent for a long time without speaking.

Chu Qing kept a posture and looked up at him.

The same goes for Leng Kuang, looking at Chu Qing quietly, stroking her face with one hand, and holding her hand with the other.

Chu Qing raised her hand suddenly and slowly, almost reaching out to touch Leng Kuang's face, but the next second, she paused again, because Leng Kuang said to her again: Don't leave me...

Just like that, Chu Qing woke up in a daze, wondering what he meant, telling her to leave him for a while, and telling her not to leave him for a while.

Playing with her, there is no way to play like this!

Inexplicably angry, Chu Qing wanted to break free from Leng Kuang's hand.

Leng Kuang's eyes darkened, like an eagle, staring at Chu Qing's hand, witnessing with his own eyes how his fingers were opened by Chu Qing bit by bit, how they escaped from his control bit by bit.

In my heart, there was an inexplicable despair.

After the originally clenched palms were loosened, Leng Kuang didn't hold on any longer.

He picked up the wine glass set aside again, wanted to drink, but kept shaking it in his hand.

The fingers became tighter and tighter, and suddenly, the wine glass shattered in the palm of his hand.

The clear and crisp sound of breaking echoed in the silent room. Chu Qing's heart trembled and she jumped in shock: You...you are injured. I'll go get the medicine box and bandage you.