Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Leng Kuang pressed Chu Qing into a kiss, domineeringly grabbing the air from her lungs.

Chu Qing gasped loudly when he retreated a little.

But Leng Kuang quickly blocked it again, swallowing without knowing his content, kissing along the corners of her mouth, to her chin, to the slender neck, the delicate earlobe...

The masculine breath and warm breath wandered on Chu Qing's face, lips, and neck. She could only hear her own heartbeat and the slight gasping of the two.

At this moment, Chu Qing's head was blank, she closed her eyes subconsciously, and followed her senses.

Leng Kuang's head was buried in Chu Qing's neck, while Chu Qing grabbed Leng Kuang's hair and raised her head slightly to pant. The white wall above her head gave a strange sense of color.

At this time, Leng Kuang gnawed her mouth, swallowed and sucked between her lips and teeth, and at the same time, fumbled her hand under her belly.

Chu Qing suddenly woke up from her dream, suddenly widened her eyes, and grasped Leng Kuang's hand, panting vigorously: "Leng Kuang...don't...don't..."

Oh my god, it's so ridiculous, and without looking at any place, she and him became madly infatuated.

Too much fear, too much panic, Chu Qing tried hard, her nails stuck in the back of cold hand.

And Leng Kuang, at this moment, is stuck in his own sensory stimulation.

Without thinking about it, he backhanded hard, pulling the hand that Chu Qing intended to stop, and fixing it on the top of his head.

In spite of this, he did not move.

The heavy breathing was sprayed on Chu Qing's face until her breathing became even.

After a while, he gently opened his lips, but his voice became a little dull: "Really so completely, don't you want me to see your father?"

Chu Qing said that she didn't want to at all right now, and she seemed to be a little more hypocritical, "wait a minute."

Leng Kuang raised his eyebrows, and asked in a puzzled way: "Wait? Do you still need to burn incense for a chat with your father?"

Seeing what this man said, Chu Qing gave him a blank look and stretched out his hand to push him away: "I'm too lazy to care about you, I'm going to buy something for my dad to eat."

After speaking, he turned and left, Leng Kuang hugged her from behind, and placed his chin on her shoulder affectionately: "I haven't eaten either, I'm hungry~~"

The next word actually contained a coquettish tone.

Chu Qing only felt that the back was shocked by something electric, numb gently.

She was uncomfortable, struggling slightly, with a helpless and embarrassed expression: "Wait for you, shall I buy you a copy?"

"I don't eat anything outside, I just want to eat what you cook for me, Aqing, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, I really want to." Leng Kuang's handsome and handsome face raised a bewildered smile.

"It's so unpalatable, you still think," Chu Qing gave him a white look, and then put aside.

Leng Kuang raised his clean and slender fingers, and his mellow fingertips pulled Chu Qing's chin, and looked at her affectionately, with deep and gloomy eyes, as if to look into her heart: "Who said it's unpalatable? That dare to say it's unpalatable. Seeing that I don’t want his life, I think it’s delicious, it’s the most delicious thing in the world. I’ll go to your apartment in a moment. Can you cook it for me?”

The gentle watery expression, coupled with the deceptive language, made Chu Qing feel the heart directly, as if it was about to hit her chest. This man is really her tribulation, and you can't get too close.

She moved her slightly stiff body forward, and pulled a little distance away: "Let me see if there is time."