Chapter 1120: He has Zhang Liangji, she has a wall ladder

High concentration of strong alcohol burns all the way from the throat to the stomach.
So anxious, suffocating instantly.
After a glass of wine, Chu Qing has a whole person, as if he is reincarnating in life and death.
"You are crazy, why do you drink so eagerly?" Leng Kuang had a sense of frustration that had never tasted before.
Now faced with this predicament, unable to advance or retreat, and powerless, he has some doubts, whether he made such a decision by himself is right or wrong.
Chu Qing sneered and put the cup on the bedside table: "From one to twelve o'clock, two days will be over, right? Crazed, you are so accurate!"
The cold and crazy voice softened: "I just miss you!"
"I don't want you," Chu Qing said. She hiccuped her alcohol and leaned back. The strong alcohol made her wink like a silk, lazy like a cat.
But immediately, her expression was as cold as frost, and she said coldly: "That's why I don't sleep, just to drive you out, get out!"
Leng Kuang's eyes were heavy, not only did he not roll, he even kissed him, but Chu Qing dodged and fled.
He stretched out his hand, trying to catch Chu Qing's shoulder, but Chu Qing didn't know where he came from, like a magic trick, took out a small silver pistol.
Before he could react, the muzzle was already on his eyebrows.
"Get out!" she threatened.
Leng Kuang was not angry, angry, or anxious. He just smiled wickedly, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped Chu Qing's gun.
He stuck her jaw and turned it over again, and Chu Qing's entire arm was clamped behind his back.
Glancing at Chu Qing's back, the injured place was immediately released again, but with the other hand, he took the gun in his own hand, and then said to Chu Qing, "Look at your body, it's so big. It’s better than before, the gun is going to be insecure, so what's the best? Special forces, just like you, they won’t want you."
"You--" Chu Qing choked up, "That's my business, it's none of your business."
Leng Kuang suddenly pressed down, trapping her between his chest and bed, "Do you know what I'm thinking now?"
Chu Qing: "..."
"I want to break your leg!" As he said, he squeezed his cold face, so spoiled, "but I can't bear it."
Chu Qing stared at him, not talking.
"I know you have always looked at me unpleasantly, that's why you used a saber to pierce my tire. You should have always wanted to torture me. Now I love you. Such a good opportunity to torture me. You shouldn't Just let it go." Leng Kuang looked at her unblinkingly, his eyes were like two Wanghong ice springs, bright and colorful.
This is what he suddenly thought of, another way to keep Chu Qing.
Perhaps it will be useful.
Chu Qing bared his teeth and smiled sarcastically: "Then you know, why should I puncture the tire of your car?"
Leng Kuang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it because I trained you too strict? That's why you retaliated against me?"
Chu Qing said coldly and stopped talking.
Leng Kuang asked: "Have we met before?"
Chu Qing still did not speak: "..."
The sly light in Leng Kuang's eyes flowed lightly: "A Qing, otherwise, do you think it is good? Let's make a bet. If I remember the first time we met, then you forgive me."
Chu Qing saw a strange smile in his eyes.
Her mind suddenly became clear and bright.
He has Zhang Liangji, and she also has a wall ladder, so she asked: "Then if you can't remember, do you send me away."