Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

A big man actually cried like a woman, his cold and mad eyes were called contempt.

He chuckled mockingly, drank his own wine, ignored Hua Miaomiao, and let him cry sadly.

Originally, I thought that Hua Miaomiao would stop after just two cries, but I didn't know that after a few small cries, it gradually turned into a wail that made people vomit blood.

Not only Leng Kuang couldn't take it anymore, even Zhanlong beside him couldn't stand it anymore.

They and Hua Miaomiao are two men from different worlds.

For them, crying is a sign of weakness, but for Hua Miaomiao, crying is just a way of venting.

It was because they understood that Hua Miaomiao's crying was to vent, so they were even more speechless.

Unknowingly, the upsurge of alcohol steaming has covered up the old grievances in people's hearts.

Leng Kuang watched Hua Miaomiao cry more and more sadly, with a rare smile, he patted his shoulder sympathetically: Okay, don't cry, isn't it a woman?

Hua Miaomiao raised her tearful eyes, looked at Leng Kuang and said angrily, Of course you're making sarcastic remarks, that woman loves you.

Leng Kuang rubbed his forehead, a little weak, So what if you love me? It's not that you don't want to be with me. Some women are poison, and some women are the antidote. Chu Qing is definitely the poison, not the antidote.

Whoever said she was poison, a tomboy is obviously the antidote, Hua Miaomiao retorted, interrupting Leng Kuang's words.

Leng Kuang lazily leaned on the back of the chair: It is poison to me. I have been poisoned by her now, and there is no cure for it. Now I am waiting to be poisoned and die.

Hua Miaomiao wiped away her tears, stopped crying, and hiccupped drunkenly: It's not all because of you, you hurt her too much, you deserve it, you deserve it and die of poisoning.

Yes, I deserve it, so no matter how she treats me, I have no complaints. It's not that I said you, you are enough, you are a big man, why cry, you are a woman, said Leng Kuang evilly, Hua Miaomiao smiled mockingly.

Suddenly his eyes turned slyly, and he took out his mobile phone: How about I introduce a few girls to you now, so that you can open up a new world?

Hua Miaomiao immediately waved her hand, Come on, you should keep those girls to yourself! I don't need them.

He drank a little too much today, and the alcohol made him feel even more uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but want to cry.

But it doesn't mean that he is completely drunk and doesn't know anything.

It's not that easy to lie to him.

Leng Kuang stared at Hua Miaomiao, and said very seriously: I'm not stingy in this regard, if you want to open up a new world, come to me at any time, any woman you want.

There was a hint of sarcasm and sarcasm in Hua Miaomiao's tone, and she said coolly: You should deal with yourself first, the man-in-law didn't say to be with you, so don't tease me.

Leng Kuang raised his brows and eyes: I'm not trying to bully you, I'm helping you. I'm Lei Feng, do you know that?

Hua Miaomiao was about to spit, and said quietly: Aren't you ABC? You still know Lei Feng.

Leng Kuang restrained the gleam in his brows and eyes, and the corner of his mouth was half a smile, Whoever told you that you grew up abroad, you wouldn't know Chinese history.

Hua Miaomiao snorted, You're not Chinese.

He stared at him coldly: Who told you that you can't be Chinese when you grow up abroad. My mother is Chinese, and of course I am half Chinese.