Chu Qing gently pushed open the door, then reached out and pressed the room light switch.

As soon as the lights were on, I saw Leng Kuang sitting on the sofa in the living room, with cold and cold faces, deep eyebrows and eyes, slowly sucking smoke, and the entire living room was filled with mist.

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

She didn't move forward and couldn't move forward, but she knew that Leng Kuang already knew that she was coming.

But Leng Kuang ignored him, still smoking so much, and didn't even look at her with his eyebrows tilted.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and no one moved first.

Time seemed to have just stopped, Chu Qing's feet were numb, but Leng Kuang still didn't sit quietly.

She moved her feet to relieve the numbness.

He lowered his eyes and was about to rub his thighs with his hands, and the tall and straight shadow enveloped her.

Leng Kuang suddenly stood up. He thought Chu Qing was leaving, and he leaned towards Chu Qing faster than his heart, and grabbed her arm rudely.

After pulling her into the room, he raised his legs and closed the door hard.

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

Chu Qing was thrown by him and bounced from the bed twice, his head buzzed, and stars appeared in front of him.

She subconsciously wanted to get up, but Leng Kuang didn't give her a chance. His tall body pressed directly against her from behind.

He raised his hand and pulled her face over again. The cold light was hidden in his deep eyes. He wanted to tear her body open like a sharp knife, and his thin lips pressed against her ears: "Just, did I not show up just now, or if you are a little late, you will have sex with that sissy? Well!"

"Leng Kuang, that's not the case..." Chu Qing frowned, feeling uncomfortable being pressed by him. He turned his face and looked at him, struggling to get rid of it.

Leng Kuang gritted his teeth, and his eyes burst out with sinisterness, and with Tian's anger: "Tell me, have you and him ever been to bed before?"

This question that was so cold that it was even colder than snow made Chu Qing tremble subconsciously. He gave people the feeling that the fangs of a wild beast were pressing against his neck, as if he would not escape and would be torn and eaten by him in the next moment.

So, Chu Qing wanted to run away, but her body just couldn't support her, so she was crushed by Leng Kuang again and firmly pressed against her.

"I don't answer, I feel guilty. Have you done it?" The cold and scorching breath almost drown Chu Qing after covering it.

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

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

As he said that, he stretched his palm down and spread Chu Qing's legs to the greatest extent, and then pressed and held it down to prevent her from closing.

Leng Kuang's eyes were already full of terrible coldness, and every word and action was like Satan from Hell Sona.

"Leng Kuang, you bastard!" Chu Qing whimpered in pain, and shouted to him with aggrieved grievance, "I don't have...I have nothing!"

Leng Kuang sneered, with a sarcasm in his smile, and he didn't say anything. He just grabbed her fragile clothes and teared them away.

And pressing her, he quickly untied the constraints on his body without any other unnecessary movements. He used his fierce blade to dangerously resist her softest and most sensitive place.
Chapter completed!