Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 352 Your Prayer
Just like a drunk idiot, resting in her soft embrace, smelling her fragrance, feeling the most beautiful tranquility.

"I didn't mean to make you angry? Why, are you angry with me?" Lin Jing opened her big bright eyes, full of innocence and bewilderment, and her slender eyelashes swayed gently with the eyelids, like a It was a beautiful picture scroll, under the eyelids as thin as the wings of a chandelier, there was a pair of shockingly beautiful eyes shining like diamonds.

Feng Mocheng couldn't help stretching out his hand, his slender fingers brushed lightly over her slender eyelashes, and lowered his head to kiss her beautiful eyes lightly.

His kiss was as soft as water.

Lin Jing closed his eyes, with a sincere smile on both sides of his mouth, happiness written all over his face.

Feng Mocheng held her face in his hands, stared at her face carefully, gently pushed back the broken hair in front of her forehead, and kissed her smooth forehead again.

He seemed unable to stop kissing, and then, he kissed the tip of her nose, the cheeks on both sides, and then her lips, chin, neck, and collarbone, all without falling.

"Hahaha." Lin Jing suddenly laughed, pushed away Feng Mocheng, and took a few steps back.

"Don't go, come back!" His arms were suddenly empty, he felt a little lost, feeling that his soul was about to be lost, he stretched out his hand to Lin Jing, his eyes were full of anticipation!
Lin Jing touched his collarbone, a little displeased, "You tickle me, it's very uncomfortable, you know you're taking advantage of me, so can't you be more pure?"

Feng Mocheng raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly revealed an evil smile, "A man who is pure to his woman should have a sense of crisis, shouldn't he?"

Lin Jing blushed, lowered her head, and bit her rosy lips, seeming a little shy.

Feng Mocheng hadn't seen her as a little woman for a long time.

He lifted the quilt, wanted to get off the hospital bed, and hugged Lin Jing in his arms.

Since she can't come, he will take the initiative to find her.

Seeing that he was about to get out of bed, Lin Jing hurried forward, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled the quilt for him, "Don't go down, you're not in good health yet, you're very sick, haven't you had a good rest these days? It's all my fault, you must be very worried about me, I know it all."

Lin Jing's face was full of guilt, sadness, and even more distress for Feng Mocheng.

She supported Feng Mocheng's arms, and pushed him to the bedside, "My President Feng, you should take a good rest now, and keep your body healthy, strong and strong."

She didn't care about him for a long time...

His weak and pale face was instantly covered with a layer of brilliance, "Maybe God has heard my prayers and made you recover, and transfer all your pain to me. This is very good. As long as you can recover, let I can do anything."

He had never said heart-warming words to Lin Jing, but at this moment, he said a lot.

He even blurted out words that he thought he would never say before.

He felt very comfortable when he said these words, but he always felt that there was nothing left to say.

He wanted to say it, but couldn't remember how to say it.

His brain seemed to be entangled and controlled by something.

"You silly man." Lin Jing leaned into his arms, hugged him, and said softly, "You know what? Actually, you are standing at the door of the intensive care unit, your prayers to God, and your concern for me, I've heard it all!"

(End of this chapter)