Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

The cold and mad black eyes were burning, and the long and strong body was tightly covering her soft body.

He didn't relax because of her begging for mercy, his breath was burning, and he stared at her, as if even if the sky fell, he would eat her to the brim right now.

Chu Qing's pale fingers tightly clasped the bed sheet, her breathing was short and flustered: Leng Kuang, I'm very uncomfortable right now, can you let me go first!

The cold and mad eyes were still burning, and he still didn't let her go.

He just raised a big hand to cover her face, and exhaled hot breath at her, You are very uncomfortable and you want me to let you go, so when I am very uncomfortable, why can't you let go of that man .”

As he said that, he clasped Chu Qing's waist with his palms, pressed her down hard, and then thrust his body in, letting her swallow him up.

It seemed that only in this way could the rage in his body be relieved, which was about to explode.

Hmm! Chu Qing groaned subconsciously, and at the moment when Leng Kuang thrust in fiercely and pierced her fiercely, her fingers clasped the bed sheet even tighter, her whole body tensed up, and she whimpered uncontrollably. | Twitch up!

The moment Leng Kuang came in, she felt as if her whole body was stretched apart.

It was extremely uncomfortable, but it was irresistible at all.

Before she could recover from that bone-thirsty numbness, the cold madness had already started to move.

Every time he bumped into the deepest part of her, it was as if he wanted to pierce her completely, with a trace of bloodthirsty horror.

Chu Qing couldn't help but sobbed softly and begged for mercy.

But Leng Kuang didn't seem to be able to hear it, giving her even more stimulating love, the encroachment seemed to have just begun, and the fiery moan that was difficult to unify became more and more intense in the room.

So tired and sore, Chu Qing felt that she was about to be tortured to death.

When her whole body was limp and twitching, Leng Kuang turned her over, dragged her legs around his waist, and continued to move.

You're such a bastard! Although Chu Qing cursed like this, she reached out and grabbed his neck.

Leng Kuang watched her tightly entwining him, then kissed her lips fiercely, and sprinted even faster.

After the tsunami-like eruption, their breathing was heavy and disordered, and their bodies fused together hotly.

Not waiting for the calm, Chu Qing suddenly burst into tears, hugging Leng Kuang's neck, crying very sadly, very aggrieved!

Leng Kuang was instantly crushed by her sudden fragility, sadness and tears.

He hugged her, his voice full of pity, calling her softly: Ah Qing~~ and coaxing her softly: Don't cry, Ah Qing~~

It hurts me to death! Chu Qing was still crying, sobbing and complaining.

Where does it hurt, let me see! Leng Kuang said, and was about to push Chu Qing away, thinking that Chu Qing was injured somewhere.

But Chu Qing hooked his neck tightly and didn't let him move, but continued to accuse him: It hurts there, cold and crazy, why are you always like this, if you feel unhappy, you have to take it out on me, now you are angry out, are you happy?

Yo, you also know that I'm not happy? I thought I couldn't get into your eyes at all, Leng Kuang asked, his mood had returned to normal, but his tone was still a little unhappy.

You look like a ghost, besides expressing your displeasure, what else do you want to express. Chu Qing snorted.