Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

You are simply lunatic! Pervert! Chu Qing stared at him frantically, being held in his arms, she pushed her hand away slightly and struggled.

Crazy? Perverted? It's always been, you don't know it! Leng Kuang was also very angry, watching the fire in her eyes go out.

As long as I think of what Chu Qing said before, I can't wait to tear her into pieces.

... Chu Qing was speechless, staring at him and roaring, Let me go!

Staring and staring, she only felt pain in her heart and sour eyes.

Slowly, there will be dense water vapor, condensing up bit by bit.

But he stubbornly didn't want Leng Kuang to see him, so he tried to force himself not to open his eyes and look to the side.

Leng Kuang's heart softened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle Chu Qing's chin.

Immediately, the fiery lips fell down.

Kiss, wild and domineering.

He pressed tightly on Chu Qing's lips, sucked and tasted wantonly.

Chu Qing was struggling at the beginning, but no matter how she moved, she couldn't break free from the trap of indifference, like a bug caught in a spider's web.

The more you earn, the deeper you sink.

He kissed her coldly and passionately.

His lips and tongue were entangled, and he didn't know how long it had been like this, but he finally let go of her.

Chu Qing, who was exhausted from struggling, was panting rapidly, and pressed her head tightly against Leng Kuang's heart, her chest heaving violently.

At this moment, the tears could no longer be restrained, and big ones fell down.

She felt that she was really useless, the gentle touch of her lips seemed to carry a tingling electric current, which made her sink uncontrollably under the passionate kiss.

She was crying, but it was very quiet, Leng Kuang didn't know.

Tears directly soaked his clothes, and at that moment Leng Kuang felt as if he was being grabbed by something in his heart, his fragility was unbearable.

He has always been conceited and romantic, and there are always many women around him.

To those women, he never pretended to be false, and he did whatever he wanted, but when dealing with Chu Qing, he couldn't use even one of his tricks to coax women.

I can only hug her tightly, let her cry, let her be sad.

It's really bad, it's too bad, he has come to the point where he can't do anything about this woman.

This doesn't seem like a good rhythm.

After Chu Qing was tired from crying, she didn't break away from Leng Kuang's embrace. Leng Kuang carried her into the car and took him back to the villa.

In a short time, Ruth was gone, packed and sent away with her luggage.

Sending Chu Qing to the bedroom to rest, Leng Kuang also knew that he was wrong just now, and tried to make up for it, trying to make Chu Qing happy, and trying to please her in different ways.

At the beginning, Chu Qing remained expressionless like a lonely and cold beauty.

When he got to the back, he couldn't help but was amused by Leng Kuang.

When Leng Kuang saw her smile, he knew that today's matter was over for the time being.

The next moment, he lay down beside Chu Qing like a rascal, changing various postures, possessing Chu Qing wantonly, making Chu Qing beg for mercy repeatedly.

After the crazy joy, Chu Qing's body seemed to be falling apart, her soul seemed to be separated, and she fell asleep in a buoyant state.

Different from Chu Qing's exhaustion, after venting, the cold and mad is refreshed. He got up from the bed with no hair on his body, and his slender, straight, charming and wild body exuded a charming luster under the light.

He wrapped a white bathrobe around his body, went to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of strong wine.