Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 368 If I Lose You 6
Lin Jing shook his head helplessly, "What are you doing? You don't have to do this, they just came to see me. Besides, didn't you ask them to come here?"

"I regret it, I don't want them to disturb you. No..." Feng Mocheng suddenly smiled, and changed his words: "I don't want them to disturb the two of us."

His gentle appearance did not seem to be talking to a dying woman.

It was as if he was with his beloved, between the beds, rubbing ears and temples, whispering lingeringly.

In Lin Jing's eyes, a thin layer of water mist gushed out unsatisfactorily.She couldn't restrain the water mist gushing out.

She reached out, wanting to touch his face.

Feng Mocheng grabbed her halfway, kissed her fingers, and asked softly: "Do you like staying with me like this? Huh?" His voice was calm, but his eyes were full of strong desire, even a touch of madness.

Lin Jing's heart trembled, she was frightened, she felt that something was different in Fengmo City today.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything you want to tell me? You just say it, don't do this."

Feng Mocheng's lips were terribly hot. When he kissed her fingers, Lin Jing felt that his whole body was going to be burned.

Especially just now, he pushed Hai Yan's wheelchair out, pulled Feng Ruixi out, and kicked him again.

At that moment, his figure seemed to be wrapped in a darkness baptized by hell, exuding a strong killing intent, even to destroy everything.

Feng Mocheng kept holding her hand, pressed it against his lips, and stared at her with a smile in his eyes, but this smile made Lin Jing's heart tremble a little.

Suddenly, Lin Jing noticed something, which she hadn't noticed until now, Feng Mocheng's face was swollen.

"What's wrong with your face? Is it hurt?" She didn't want to deny it, she was a little worried.

Since she was ill, she always felt that Fengmo City was also collapsing bit by bit.

Could it be that in this man's heart, her status is much more important than she imagined?

"Yeah, I'm hurt, please touch it for me." Feng Mocheng grabbed Lin Jing's hand and pressed it against his face.

The red and swollen pain came clearly on his face, but he didn't seem to feel the pain anymore. He closed his eyes and felt the temperature of Lin Jing's palm, "It's so comfortable, can you rub it for me?"

He led Lin Jing's hand to rub his face back and forth.

Lin Jing was very scared, and this fear was worry.

She tried hard to pull back her hand, but she couldn't do it at all. She could only let Feng Mocheng hold her hand and rub it on his injured, red and swollen face.

But doing so will only make him more and more swollen.

"Don't be like this, can you let me go?" She was a little anxious.

"Would you like to rub my face?" His voice was as calm as it could be.

But this calmness is more frightening than the craziest expression in the world.

He grabbed Lin Jing's hand and let go of her face, but in a blink of an eye he pressed it against her chest again, "Then rub this place for me, it hurts here too, it hurts so much."

He unbuttoned a few buttons on his chest, and put Lin Jing's hand directly in, "Can you rub it for me?"

The palm of her hand was pressed against his firm chest, and every pore in her palm could feel the hot temperature of his undulating chest.

Lin Jing met his crazy eyes, and was stunned for a moment, "Don't do this, calm down."

(End of this chapter)