Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Chu Qing gently pushed the door open, then reached out and pressed the light switch in the room.

As soon as the light was turned on, he saw Leng Kuang sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a cold and serious body, deep brows and eyes, slowly smoking a cigarette, and the whole living room was filled with mist.

Suddenly, Chu Qing's figure froze at the door.

She didn't go forward, and she couldn't move forward no matter what, but she knew that Leng Kuang already knew that she was coming.

But cold and crazy. But he didn't pay attention to him, he was still smoking like that, he didn't even look at her sideways, his eyebrows and eyes were not slanted.

The two were in a stalemate like this, and neither of them moved first.

Time seemed to have stopped just like that. Chu Qing's feet were numb, but she still sat quietly without being cold and mad.

She moved her feet to ease the numbness.

She lowered her eyes, and was about to rub her thighs with her hands, when a tall and straight shadow enveloped her.

Leng Kuang stood up suddenly. He thought Chu Qing was about to leave, so he leaned towards Chu Qing faster than his heart, and grabbed her arm roughly.

After dragging her into the room, he raised his leg and slammed the door shut.

Immediately, he took Chu Qing's arm and led her into the bedroom, then threw her on the bed severely.

Chu Qing was thrown from the bed twice, her mind was buzzing, and there were stars in front of her eyes.

She subconsciously wanted to get up, but Leng Kuang didn't give her a chance, his slender body pressed directly on her from behind.

Raising his hand, he turned her face again, the cold light was hidden in the deep eyes, as if he wanted to tear her body apart like a sharp knife, and his thin lips pressed against her ear: Just now, did I Didn't show up, or was a little late, and you slept with that sissy? Hmm!

Lengkuang, it's not like this... Chu Qing frowned, feeling uncomfortable under his weight, turned her face to look at him, struggling to get rid of it.

Leng Kuang gritted his teeth, his eyes gleamed with evil, and said with a heavenly anger, Tell me, have you ever slept with him before?

This question, so cold that it was colder than snow, made Chu Qing tremble subconsciously. He felt like the fangs of a wild beast resting on his neck, as if if he didn't escape, he would be torn apart by him in the next moment. Crack and eat the same.

Therefore, Chu Qing wanted to run, but just when her body couldn't support herself, she was overwhelmed by the cold and mad, and stuck to her firmly.

Don't answer, I'm guilty, have you done it? The cold, frenzied and scorching breath covered Chu Qing and almost drowned him.

She frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable: Get up, don't go crazy!

Not only did Leng Kuang not get up, but he pressed even tighter: Then, have you tried this posture?

As he said that, he stretched out his palms to separate Chu Qing's legs as far as possible, and then pressed them to prevent her from closing them up.

Leng Kuang's eyes were already filled with terrifying coldness, and his words and deeds were like Satan from Hell Sona.

Leng Kuang, you bastard! Chu Qing whimpered in pain, and shouted at him with extreme aggrievedness, I don't have... I don't have anything!

Leng Kuang sneered, with sarcasm in his smile, and didn't speak, just grabbed her fragile underwear, and then tore them apart forcefully.

And pressing her down, he quickly untied the restraints on his body, and without any other unnecessary movements, directly used his fierce sharp blade to press against her softest and most sensitive part dangerously.

Chu Qing raised her head, closed her eyes and whispered, with tears in the corners of her eyes: Lengkuang, can you stop doing this, I don't like you like this...