Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

But when they got to the back, the cold kiss obviously brought a seductive breath, and the hand was still poking her body seemingly.

Soon, Chu Qing was deeply intoxicated in this kiss.

A strange feeling slowly spread throughout her body, she had already unconsciously stretched out her hand to hook Leng Kuang's neck.

Leng Kuang is a person who likes to dominate everything. His body entanglement and ears and temples have completely occupied the dominant position along the way.

Chu Qing groaned and panted, begging for mercy, like a lamb falling into a wolf pen.

"Want it?" Leng Kuang let go of her gently, gasping for her lips.

The breath blends and breeds infinite charm.

"Um..." Chu Qing whimpered, and then took the initiative to kiss Leng Kuang's lips.

She has never treated herself wrongly, of course, at this moment, she has forgotten her previous vows.

Leng Kuang lowered his body and pressed Chu Qing tightly under him, his whole body yelling and roaring like a wild horse that was unstuck.

"Wait." Chu Qing suddenly said, stopping him.

"What are you waiting for?" In the cold and hoarse voice, there is a clear desire.

Chu Qing frowned, disgustingly said: "Sweat and smelly!"

Leng Kuangxiexie smiled: "Then let's take a bath together."

"What? You go wash it yourself, I've washed...ah..."

Before Chu Qing finished speaking, she was hugged by Leng Kuang.

"You are crazy! I said I washed it." Although he was scolding Leng Kuang, his hand was hooked on Leng Kuang's neck subconsciously.

"If you want to say hungry in the future, I will say that you had eaten yesterday," Leng Kuang raised his foot and walked towards the bathroom.

Chu Qing laughed lightly: "Certainly!"

In the bathroom, there was water in the bathtub, and Leng Kuang pushed Chu Qing next to him, addicted to kissing.

The water vapor became an ambiguous mist, and the bathroom glass was vaguely smoked by the steam. I don't know when, both of them had already taken off their clothes, and they were tangling|struggling together.

Seeing that the temperature rose higher and higher and the ambiguous factor was about to decompose, Chu Qing suddenly put her index finger between Leng Kuang’s lips and smiled unpredictably, meaning: "Leng Kuang, you know what I hate the most. What is it?"

Leng Kuang raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

He didn't know what Chu Qing wanted to play, he only knew that at this moment, he was going crazy if he wanted her.

"What I can't tolerate the most is sharing teeth with men, and what I hate most is that a man takes another woman's hickey and then provokes me." Chu Qing's voice was as cold as ice.

After speaking, she heavily pushed Leng Kuang into the bathtub next to her.

The sudden action made the distracted madness, feeling helpless, unpredictable, losing balance for a while, and falling backward!

The overflowing bathtub, as a result of cold and frantic joining, flowed out one after another.

Chu Qing took a step back, her passions and desires disappeared, and her voice and expression were all over the ice: "I sleep in the guest room, don't come to provoke me, or I will leave."

After speaking, she raised her proud head, strode out of the bathroom, and closed the door with her backhand.

Disregarding the cynicism behind, the voice explained to her: "It's not what you think."

The explanation was an explanation, but he didn't get up and chase it out.

The water flowed silently, and the silence of a room enveloped the coldness.

He leaned in the bathtub, with his head pressed against the wall, his eyes solemnly looked at the direction Chu Qing was leaving, and he sighed as if nothing.