Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 729 His Coldness, His Gentleness

But even though Lin Jing was drunk, his body was still resisting him instinctively, so he didn't want to look.

Feng Mocheng still frantically said: "Lin Jing, have you seen it? What kind of harm has your deception caused me? Do you know how painful I am? But who am I to tell you that you think I look like you? Cry the same? I can't cry! I'd rather bleed!"

At this time, if Lin Jing opened his eyes, he would be able to see that Feng Mocheng's arm was scratched by a sharp weapon. Although the scab had already formed, he could tell at a glance that it was not long ago.

It was he who killed himself!

But Lin Jing couldn't see it, and he didn't want to.

Feng Mocheng smiled wryly, and he loosened his sleeves: "Do you think you can get rid of me like this? Let me tell you, it's impossible! You'll never get rid of me, never!"

He bit her shoulder until the skin was broken, and he tasted a sweet bloody smell in his mouth, which belonged to her.

Feng Mocheng was almost insane, he pressed her body directly, untied his belt, and drove straight in.

"Ah!" A scream pierced the night!
Lin Jing grabbed the quilt, murmured in pain, and shed tears.

And Feng Mocheng was like a ferocious beast, it was so mad that it couldn't control it, and it retaliated fiercely: "This is your punishment, do you understand?"

With a hoarse voice, he gasped in her ear: "Who told you to lie to me? Lin Jing, you shouldn't have lied to me, you shouldn't have caused me such pain!"

Lin Jing frowned, trembling with pain.

Suddenly, there was a sound of vomiting in her throat, and finally "uh...".

There was a smell of vomit.

The sheets, stained with Lin Jing's vomit.

She drank too much alcohol, and Feng Mocheng treated her like crazy, she couldn't help but vomit it out.

She lay on the bed and cried for a long time. She almost vomited out all the contents of her stomach. Her whole body was shaking and she could hardly breathe.

Feng Mocheng stopped on her body.

His slender fingers gently wiped away the trace of vomiting at the corner of her mouth, and his elegant voice was extraordinarily wicked: "Do you think that I will let you go? It's not so easy to make me despise you! Even if you just fished out of the cesspit, don't expect me to despise you!"

He turned Lin Jing's body over directly, but he had already pulled away from her body.

He picked her up and let her avoid the vomit, carried her out of the bed, and walked directly into the bathroom.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Lin Jing was now on the verge of Jiu Jin, playing drunk madly, struggling crazily.

Her nails scratched Feng Mocheng's chest, and her neck was also scratched, bleeding out.

Feng Mocheng frowned, his voice was irritable, but his movements were very patient.

"Be honest!" He grabbed her restless hand and pressed it against the wall: "If you move around again, I won't be polite to you."

Lin Jing bit her lip, raised her head, and said angrily, "Let me go, let me go! I'm so uncomfortable!"

"Who made you drink so much wine?!" He was cold and gentle, turned her body around, grabbed the shower head, sprayed water on her body, and cleaned her body carefully: "Be honest."

Lin Jing gagged for a while, and wanted to vomit again.

Seeing this, Feng Mocheng quickly hugged her next to the toilet, let her lie on it, and patted her on the back.

But Lin Jing retched a few times, wanted to vomit but couldn't, it was the most uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)