Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 324

It was obviously a rascal tone, but listening to it, Lin Jing couldn't get angry at all.

Lin Jing was a little tired and didn't want to talk anymore.

She leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

Feng Mocheng's eyes fell on the door.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he asked Lin Jing, "Those people, what do you plan to do with them? As long as you ask, I'll do it for you. You don't have to do it yourself."

Lin Jing frowned lightly, and replied: "I haven't thought it through yet, let's talk about it when I get better, right now I don't have much energy."

"Good." The word "good" sums up everything.

Feng Mocheng agreed straightforwardly, without any further wordy words.

He has been staying here, accompanying Lin Jing, holding her hand.

Until the palms of each other's hands were sweating and fused together!
Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door of the room, but the knock was soft and timidly restrained.

Feng Mocheng let go of Lin Jing's hand, put her hand under the quilt, and said softly, "Wait for me a while."

After finishing speaking, Feng Mocheng left the room and walked out.

Han Ruo has already prepared the meal.

"This is my cooking. It's some relatively light food. I think her body can't digest it now, so she didn't make too greasy food." Han Ruo's appearance seemed rare and sincere.

Feng Mocheng looked at the food on the tray, and the aroma was tangy.

It can be seen that Han Ruo really worked hard.

He reached out and took the tray over, "I'll carry it in."

He was carrying the tray and was about to enter the house.

Han Ruo hurriedly said, "Mr. Feng, wait a minute."

Feng Mocheng stopped in his tracks, turned his head away, "What else is there?"

Han Ruogang was about to speak, but she seemed afraid that Lin Jing would hear, so she restrained her voice and said in a low voice, "Don't tell her, I made these, I'm worried that she won't eat them if she knows I made them."

Feng Mocheng frowned lightly, and a thought flashed across his eyes.

At the end, he said: "Got it, you can go. If there is anything, I will send someone to catch you at any time, understand?"

Han Ruo bit her lip and nodded.

How dare she make trouble now.

Her husband and daughter's lives are in the hands of Feng Mocheng and Lin Jing, so she will naturally deal with them cautiously!
……

Lin Jing is a little sleepy. She is not in good health and wants to sleep very much.

But in a daze, he smelled a familiar rice aroma.

The long and curled eyelashes fluttered slightly.

She opened her eyes.

Feng Mocheng was staring at her with a smile on his handsome face.

He reached out and brushed the broken hair on Lin Jing's face behind his ears.

"time to eat."

Hearing the sound, Lin Jing turned his head.

She frowned, "I don't want to eat, I can't eat."

She really couldn't eat at all, and the thought of her having to eat gave her a nauseous feeling.

Feng Mocheng patiently brought over the rice bowl, and mixed some soup into it with a spoon: "Eat some, I guarantee you will like it."

"But I really don't want to eat." She was terribly stubborn.

"Lin Jing, don't make me angry." Feng Mocheng's voice became much colder, but still caring.

It wasn't until this moment that Lin Jing suddenly realized that when he cared about a person, his expression didn't necessarily have to be worried or anxious.

It can also be calm, restrained, or even cold like Feng Mocheng.

But that concern is no less than the one with an anxious face.

(End of this chapter)