Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 325 The most ambiguous warning

The four eyes met, and a look of embarrassment suddenly flashed in Lin Jing's eyes.

She turned her eyes away, avoiding his gaze.

Feng Mocheng reached out, held her other side of the face, and turned her head around, with a warning voice: "Or, do you want me to feed you mouth to mouth?"

This seems to be the most ambiguous warning in the world...

Lin Jingxiu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "No need."

There was a flash of panic in her heart.

Feeding water in that way is already ambiguous enough.

She felt that she couldn't take it anymore.

"Then eat obediently and open your mouth." Feng Mocheng scooped up a small spoonful of rice and handed it to her mouth.

Lin Jing smelled a strong smell of rice in his nose.

This smell is so familiar.

She raised her eyes, glanced at Feng Mocheng, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally opened her mouth.

Chewing the food in his mouth, Lin Jing's gaze became more and more subtle.

Feng Mocheng has also been observing her.

After Lin Jing swallowed the food in his mouth, he asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Lin Jing stretched out his hand, brought over the bowl in Feng Mocheng's hand, stirred it with a spoon, raised his head, and asked suspiciously, "Who made it?"

Feng Mocheng looked calm: "The new chef at home."

Hearing this, Lin Jing was inexplicably relieved.

She thought that it was that person who did it, maybe she had an illusion.

"I don't want to eat." Lin Jing handed him the bowl: "I'm so tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Although she liked the taste, she still couldn't swallow it after taking a bite.

Although she forced herself to swallow it, it was much better than before when she couldn't swallow it at all.

"Eat a little more, and go to bed after eating?" He coaxed her patiently, then scooped up another spoonful of rice and handed it to her mouth: "Open your mouth."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Lin Jing's throat was a little sore, and with a cough, the vocal cords were shaken so painfully.

Feng Mocheng put down the bowl, hugged Lin Jing's body, let her sit on his lap, and gently patted her on the back: "I'll take you to the hospital, I'll make the best arrangements for you." place, let them clean it up so that there won't be any potion smell, just like at home, okay?"

Lin Jing is in the current state, he is really worried.

Although the doctor is ready and can come at any time, it is not as convenient as being in the hospital.

"I won't go." This may be Lin Jing's most stubborn time: "That place, the breath of death is so strong, I can smell it, if I go there, I will definitely die faster."

The hospital is the closest place to survival, and it is also the closest place to death, only on the front line.

"Fool, why don't you die." He was very dissatisfied with this word, and even said it, which made his usually calm face show a hint of panic: "You will not die, and whoever dies, you will not die! "

Lin Jing leaned against his chest, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a pale smile: "Everyone is going to die."

He hates this topic: "Stop talking, eat."

He put Lin Jing's body away, leaned firmly in his arms, and picked up the bowl again.

"Open your mouth, hurry up." He urged him, his voice a little reprimanded.

Lin Jing could only open his mouth and eat the food he fed.

This seems like a good start.

Lin Jing did eat a little of Han Ruo's cooking.

But only a little bit.

(End of this chapter)