Chapter 961: about love

On the way back from the meal, Chu Qing and Leng Kuang remained silent, and said nothing during the whole process.
Leng Kuang returned to the villa and answered a phone call, which lasted half an hour.
He looked around in the villa and didn't find Chu Qing.
In the sky, a thunder blasted, and then the heavy rain fell.
Leng Kuang was anxious when he couldn't find Chu Qing, and he hurriedly went out to find her. He saw her on the beach as soon as he went out.
She was sitting alone under the sun umbrella on the beach, sitting on a chair, curled up, her eyes sullenly looking at the front, the rough sea.
Looking in the direction of madness, it was very thrilling.
As if she would be swallowed by the sea in the next second and disappear between heaven and earth.
"Aqing, it's raining and the tide is about to rise. What are you doing there?" Leng Kuang ran over in a hurry.
He grabbed Chu Qing's hand and led her back to the villa.
It was very dark when it rained, and the dimly lit room covered the room with the soft light of the white flag lamp, like a fine net.
At this time, Leng Kuang realized that Chu Qing's nose and eyes were a little red, and her hair was a little messy.
After removing the appalling harassment, he was friendly and harmless. He was only worried, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you? Who is bullying you?"
Chu Qing looked at him and said angrily: "You!!"
Leng Kuang couldn't figure out the situation anymore, "What happened to me? What happened!"
He held her left hand tightly with his right hand, and there was continuous warmth flowing from his palm, alternating between cold and warm.
Chu Qing wanted to take it back, but again gave birth to faint reluctance.
There was no sound for a while, and coldly embraced her in his arms, and pressed the tip of her nose intimately: "Say it!"
Chu Qing looked at him deeply for a long time, put her palm on his shoulder, and opened the distance between the two.
"I think there are some things that I should tell you clearly." When he said, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at Leng Kuang.
Leng Kuang raised his eyebrows, his eyes with a certain meaningful ambiguity: "What do you want to say to me?"
Chu Qing looked at him and thought for a while before saying: "I know you think I have a bad temper, and I always lose my temper to you inexplicably!"
Leng Kuang hooked her lips, the cold lips were ambiguously brushing Chu Qing's lips, and she rubbed back and forth, and her slightly deep voice revealed a faint pampering: "Are you angry? Actually, I like your small temper, but sometimes I am jealous. Why can you be better to other people than to me!"
The heart was struck, and Chu Qing felt a sadness rising from the bottom of her heart: "You really want to know are you? Okay, let me tell you why?"
Leng Kuang kissed her chin, silently waiting for her words below.
"Before, I had discussed with my best friend Hua Miao Miao Gu Youli about what love is. Finally, we finally determined that love is a kind of paranoia, a soft spot, and even more tolerance, but the premise You have to understand whether this feeling is love. If two people love each other, it can be called love, otherwise it can only be called wishful thinking. We also warned each other that if there is love in the future, we must cherish it, because love cannot withstand squandering. No one will wait for you for the rest of your life, and you must not test love because of senseless self-esteem, because there is no such thing as love who is soft first, only who loves more."
Leng Kuang listened, his eyes deepened.
His slender fingers suddenly held her chin, and stared directly at her with unpredictable eyes: "What do you want to express?"