Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 507
The more calm Feng Mocheng looked like, the more frantic Lin Jing became.

He is no longer in good taste.

The man bent down, lifted her foot, and put her shoe on.

Lin Jing's hands were clutching the quilt, and his eyes were full of anger, burning fiercely.

This man is not only perverted and crazy, but his brain is not normal!

Lin Jing felt a little bitter. If she didn't see that she would be burned to death if she continued to be with Feng Mocheng in the future, or would end like last time, then she would definitely not lie to Feng Mocheng when she came back this time.

It's a pity that the overwhelmed water is hard to stop. She has seen the future, so she must change her future!
Feng Mocheng had already put on the shoes for her, and smoothed out the folds on her skirt again.

"Okay." He smiled with satisfaction, elegant and gentle.

Lin Jing closed her eyes to cover her desperate gaze, and even more so to avoid his trembling smile.

He asked softly, "What's the matter, are you angry again?"

She opened her eyes, turned her head, her gaze was cold: "How on earth can you let me go? I'm really not the one you want. You don't exist in my memory at all!"

Like a sharp knife, piercing the heart fiercely, the sound of bleeding can be heard in the ears.

The most hurtful thing in the world is not weapons, but language, which breaks people down bit by bit.

Physical wounds, to the point, and one day they will heal.

But the wound in my heart is like venom, swallowing the heart bit by bit, becoming the shadow and pain of a lifetime.

"There will be soon." Feng Mocheng put on a cold face, and suddenly stretched out his big hand, pinching her chin, "For example, now."

Suddenly, he pushed Lin Jing onto the bed, leaned over and kissed her.

Lin Jing closed his eyes in pain, his limbs remained motionless as if nailed to the bed by him.

Feng Mocheng ate up all the lipstick on her mouth, but she was like a charming red rose, dyed even redder by his enthusiasm.

His hand lifted her skirt and stretched in. The passionate entanglement between his lips and teeth made him feel like drinking strong wine.

Bang bang bang!
When the door was knocked, Feng Mocheng frowned, let go of Lin Jing, turned his head, and asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

Outside the door was Hai Yan's voice, "Mr. Feng, it's me. I have something to do."

Feng Mocheng pulled away from Lin Jing, straightened his suit: "Come in."

He said, stood up and went to the dressing cabinet, took a lipstick, and came to Lin Jing again.

Hai Yan had already opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw such a scene: Feng Mocheng pulled up Lin Jing who was lying on the bed, hugged her in his arms, pinched her chin with one hand, and A hand is applying lipstick to her.

Lin Jing, on the other hand, frowned, looking bored, and even struggled a few times from time to time.

A few times, under Lin Jing's struggle, Feng Mocheng accidentally smeared the lipstick, but he patiently wiped it off with his fingers, and when he couldn't wipe it off, he used the tip of his tongue to clean the lipstick for her.

Haiyan's goosebumps fell all over the floor.

What did I do wrong to see such a picture...

He regretted coming in, he came at the wrong time.

In order to break the embarrassment, he quickly said: "Mr. Feng, I'll come back when you're done."

With that said, he turned to leave.

While applying lipstick on Lin Jing casually, Feng Mocheng said, "If you have anything to do, just talk about it."

He didn't mind Haiyan seeing this scene.

(End of this chapter)