Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Chu Qing opened the door gently, then reached out and turned on the light switch in the room.

As soon as the light turned on, I saw the cold mad sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a cold face, deep eyebrows, and slowly smoking cigarettes, and the entire living room was misted.

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

She didn't step forward, and couldn't take any steps, but she knew that Leng Kuang already knew she was coming.

But cold and crazy. But he ignored him, still smoking the cigarette, didn't even glance at her sideways, his brows were not slanted.

The two were so stalemate, no one moved first.

Time, it seemed as if it was still so still, Chu Qing's feet were numb, but he still sat quietly without being cold.

She moved her feet to ease the numbness.

Looking down, he was about to rub his thigh with his hand, and the tall and straight shadow enveloped her.

Leng Kuang stood up suddenly. He thought Chu Qing was about to leave. He moved closer to Chu Qing faster than his heart, and grabbed her arm rudely.

After dragging her into the room, he lifted her leg and closed the door severely.

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

Chu Qing was thrown off the bed twice by him, her mind buzzing, and a Venus appeared in front of her eyes.

She subconsciously wanted to get up, but Leng Kuang did not give her a chance, and his long body pressed directly on her from behind.

Raising her hand, she turned her face over again, and the cold light was hidden in the deep eyes, and the sharp knife generally wanted to tear her body apart, and her thin lips pressed against her ears: "Just now, did I Didn't show up, or was a while late, did you sleep with that sissy? Huh!"

"Leng Kuang, it's not like this..." Chu Qing frowned, feeling uncomfortably pressed by him, turned her small face to look at him, struggling to get rid of.

Leng Kuang gritted his teeth, his eyes shot out, and he was addicted to his anger: "Say, have you ever slept with him before?"

This so cold question that was colder than Xue, made Chu Qing tremble subconsciously. He felt like the fangs of a beast against his neck, as if he would not run away anymore and would be torn by him in the next instant. Cracked and eaten the same.

Therefore, Chu Qing wanted to run, but just as she couldn't support her body, she was overwhelmed by Leng Kuang and pressed her firmly.

"I don't answer, I'm guilty, have you done it?" Leng Kuang's scorching breath almost drowned Chu Qing.

She frowned, very uncomfortable: "Get up, don't be crazy!"

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

As he said, he lowered his palms to separate Chu Qing's legs to the greatest extent, and then held them down to prevent her from closing them.

Leng Kuang's eyes were already full of horrible 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 extremely aggrieved, "I don't...I don't have anything!"

Leng Kuang sneered, laughed with sarcasm, did not speak, just grabbed her fragile clothes and pants, and then tore them apart.

He pressed her down, and quickly released the shackles on his body, without any extra action, directly used his fierce blade to dangerously resist her softest and most sensitive part.

Chu Qing raised her head, closed her eyes and groaned with tears in the corners of her eyes: "Leng Kuang, can you not do this, I don't like you like this..."