Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Leng Kuang sighed, pampered and helpless.

He took two steps forward and reached out to hold Chu Qing's hand: Ah Qing, I know you still love me, isn't that great? We can be together now. If you go back, we will be together as long as you are The possibility is also very low.”

Shut up! Chu Qing gritted her teeth and pushed him away violently.

When she jumped out of bed, she ran outside without even wearing her shoes.

Leng Kuang's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously reached out to grab her arm.

Chu Qing's eyes tightened, she turned around and came to the wash room, stretched out her hand and unscrewed the door of the wash room, then closed it with a bang!, locked it, and kept Leng Kuang out of the door.

The loud knock of the door seemed to reveal the fear in her heart.

Yes, Chu Qing was afraid.

She was afraid of such a lunatic, and also afraid that she would not be able to hold her own heart, and wanted to be with the lunatic again regardless of anything.

The child was gone, and when Leng Kuang left, she told herself and swore to herself that she would never be with this man again, otherwise she would die a terrible death.

Leng Kuang walked to the door with deep eyes, raised his hand to knock, and called her softly: Ah Qing.

With her back against the door, Chu Qing frowned, and roared angrily: Get out, I don't want to talk to you now, don't talk to me, I'm annoyed when I hear your voice.

There was a trace of distress in Leng Kuang's eyes.

His tone became softer and lighter: Ah Qing, open the door, baby, open...

Chu Qing interrupted him, her voice trembling with anger: Don't call me that! It's so fucking disgusting...

Leng Kuang smiled bitterly, reached out his hand to cover the doorknob and twisted it, only to find that she was already locked inside.

He knew that it was really selfish to imprison her by his side in the name of love, and she should be angry, but he didn't regret it.

Turning around, she leaned against the door like Chu Qing.

When he saw the slippers by the bed, he said worriedly: Ah Qing, you have suffered such a serious injury, and your body is just recovering now. The floor is cold, and you didn't wear shoes. You stepped on it with bare feet like this. It can easily get worse.

Chu Qing, with his back leaning against the door, slumped down slowly against the door, and then squatted on the ground.

Indeed, the soles of the feet are cold, but the heart is even colder.

She gently embraced herself with both hands, and satirized herself to the cold and mad outside: Why is it cold? I'm already a dead person. What are you afraid of? Don't you know? Dead people are not afraid of cold!

The corner of Leng Kuang's mouth curled into a silent wry smile.

Regardless of whether the decision is good or not, he has already done so, and he will be treated this way, which is naturally within his consideration.

After a while, he opened his lips, and his voice was very soft: I know you are angry, my decision is really not good, but I just want to be with you, am I wrong? Ah Qing, I love you, naturally I want to be with you You are together, if you are willing to be with me, why should I do this!

Chu Qing smiled sarcastically: Lengkuang, you are so funny! Do you think that after hurting me like that, I can still be with you without any grievances?

Leng Kuang closed his eyes and said hoarsely: I know I was not good before, so I treat you twice as well now, don't you feel it during this time, how do I treat you?

Hearing this, Chu Qing laughed, but there was only mockery and sarcasm in that laugh.