Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

The voice of this roar was slightly stained with crying.

Chu Qing originally just wanted to vent the dissatisfaction in her heart, but she couldn't help but choked up.

What she said just now made her feel like she had gone back to what she used to be. She was like a fool. She knew he was too bad, but she couldn't make any resistance because he was too strong.

The moment Leng Kuang heard her crying, his hand couldn't help but relax.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Qing withdrew her hand, attacked with a palm, and pushed Leng Kuang far away.

She took two steps back, but Leng Kuang took another two steps forward, and anxiously explained: "A Qing, I don't mean anything, I just want to tell you that no matter how difficult it is, I will help you."

"No matter how difficult it is, I don't want your help." Chu Qing only felt a sore nose.

She curled her head, her eyes quickly became hot and humid, and her vision gradually blurred.

Leng Kuang moved two steps to the side, and looked at him face-to-face again, his eyes filled with pity: "Don't cry...A Qing, if you don't want me to help, then I won't help. Isn't that OK... …In short, it was all my fault...I was wrong, okay...Don’t cry..."

Somewhat at a loss, Leng Kuang didn't dare to hug Chu Qing again, but still held her hand decisively.

Don't be too hurry, it will be long.

Chu Qing wanted to shake his hand away, but with less effort, she didn't.

Leng Kuang was as good as an inch, holding Chu Qing's hand tighter.

"Let go, stay away from me," Chu Qing said with a thick nasal voice.

She looked at him coldly with her dark eyes, but her tone softened, "Thank you for your message, it's getting late, I'm leaving now!"

Leng Kuang's quiet face revealed a hint of helplessness.

He raised his other hand, held Chu Qing's hand with both hands, and asked carefully: "I can go, but you think of a way to save people?"

"Unexpectedly, but I would," Chu Qing said, turning his face, raising his other hand, and beating his hand: "Let go!"

Leng Kuang raised her eyebrows and let go of her hand as he did, but he lifted it up, pulled her face back gently, and asked, "I have a way to save people. Would you like to listen?"

Chu Qing raised her eyes, and said in an angry manner: "Just say if you want to, and forget it if you don't want to, whatever you want."

A chuckle bloomed on the corners of Junyi's lips, a little bit evil.

He whispered: "You kiss me and I'll just say."

Chu Qing's eyes widened, and she said inconceivably: "You are sick!"

Leng Kuang's expression was very serious, and he nodded seriously: "It is indeed very sick. If you don't kiss me, I will die of anger."

Chu Qing's face flushed, and she subconsciously turned her face away: "Then don't say anything."

"Okay, then I won't say anything," Leng Kuang's expression was very hurt, and he deliberately blocked her.

Chu Qing's expression sank. He didn't expect that he would choke her directly. He really didn't say what to do. A suffocating pain struck, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and she was enveloped by a heavy loss. .

"Whatever you want." She left a cold sentence, turned and left.

Leng Kuang laughed softly, grabbed her arm, and then arrogantly pulled it into his arms: "Is it really good for me to be so casual? If I can do whatever I want, I want to do whatever you want now."

Chu Qing was startled, frowned and wanted to break free: "Rogue! Rogue!"

"Don't move." Commanded coldly.

Chu Qing would listen to him strangely, and squeezed his fingers hard.