Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

After Leng Kuang arrived here, he prepared food for Chu Qing every day.

But Chu Qing didn't eat a single bite, all he ate was the working meals at the base.

No matter how unpalatable it is, it doesn't touch anything cold and crazy.

Leng Kuang was not angry, just watched quietly from the side, watched Chu Qing finish eating slowly, and then asked her if she wanted to eat.

Every day, it's like this.

As for Chu Qing, she never paid attention to him once, and went out when she was full.

And if it is not necessary, they will not stay in the dormitory, and they will help other nurses outside.

Knowing that she couldn't get rid of the preparations, she simply regarded the coldness and madness as air, and never looked at him again. When he was around, his face was always calm.

I have to share the room with him every night, but I will never share the bed with him.

On the first night, Leng Kuang was going to share the same bed with her. Although the bed was small and the weather was hot, he just wanted to be closer to her.

But when he came to her bed, she immediately went to another bed.

He followed, she changed again, and so on...

Later, Leng Kuang gave up and lay down on another bed obediently every time.

At the beginning, the coldness could be tolerated, but after two or three days like this, seeing Chu Qing, she was unwilling to speak, and followed him around her, neither stopping nor giving him a look. Leng Kuang was in a bad mood, his mood was extremely bad, and his face was as cold as snow.

He knew that Chu Qing hated him, but could he change the way to vent, beating him and scolding him, but could he not pretend that he didn't exist.

The weather here is as hot as a fire every day, and the sun is soaked during the day, and it is like a steamer at night.

Leng Kuang lives here every day, always waking up in the middle of the night covered in sweat.

Every time he wakes up, he can't sleep, and he will watch Chu Qing all night until dawn. He doesn't know how long Chu Qing will be like this, when Chu Qing will talk to him, and when Chu Qing will talk to him. Will be willing to forgive her.

But he knew that he didn't want to go on like this.

Five days, five days passed like this.

To Leng Kuang, this was already a miracle, after five days, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

It was night, and there were only two people in the room.

After maintaining a long silence, Leng Kuang sat beside Chu Qing's bed. Chu Qing was very sensitive and woke up suddenly

When she got up, she wanted to stay away from him.

Leng Kuang grabbed her wrist: Ah Qing, let's talk.

Chu Qing looked back at him, her gaze was neither hot nor cold, without any warmth, only alienation and strangeness, as if he was just a passerby.

When Leng Kuang saw her eyes, apart from irritability, there was only disgust.

A burst of suffocating heartache came, and all the belly drafts he had typed before were all messed up in an instant.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Qing lazily stood up straight, glanced at her hand being held by him, and stared at him without making a sound.

But the meaning of letting him go is so obvious.

It's been five days, that's it, don't say a word, just stay where you love us.

Leng Kuang also stood up, looking at her with a very deep gaze: Chu Qing, let me go back.

Chu Qing raised her eyebrows, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she was saying that you want to go back, you go back, it's really funny to ask me what I'm doing.

Leng Kuang raised his other arm, wanting to touch Chu Qing's face in pain.

But Chu Qing avoided it, and he could only lower his arms in dejection: Chu Qing, let me come back to you.