Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 823
Feng Mocheng closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, but he still put on a face and said: "It still hurts a little bit, please help me rub it a little longer."

Lin Jing didn't know where his patience came from, but he listened to his words and carefully rubbed his head for him.

Feng Mocheng was so comfortable that he was almost drowsy, and he murmured in a sexy voice: "It's really comfortable, next time you have a headache, I'll rub it for you too."

"No, you just have to take care of yourself."

Feng Mocheng held her hand and said softly, "You are so caring."

"Now you know I'm caring? Then don't bully me again."

"I didn't bully you. Don't you know about that?" His ambiguous tone and evil expression made Lin Jing blush again.

The two loving men and women completely ignored them, and Lao Luo was buried in his meal.

Although he didn't look at them, his peripheral vision kept on them.

He didn't show a frivolous expression, nor did he show an expression of watching the show, but he was so expressionless, eating quietly, empty, this attitude is the most strange.

But at this moment, Lin Jing and Feng Mocheng didn't pay attention, and the two of them were still fighting each other.

Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound, Feng Mocheng glanced at Lin Jing's stomach, and then held her hand: "Okay, my head doesn't hurt anymore, let's sit down and eat."

"Is it really not painful? Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you. It really doesn't hurt anymore. Sit down." He couldn't bear her to be hungry.

Lin Jing sat down and began to feast.

Only then did she realize that Lao Luo hadn't spoken.

"Why are you so quiet?" She looked at Lao Luo.

Lao Luo put down the knife and fork slowly, "I'm not quiet, so why don't I disturb you by being a light bulb?"

Lin Jing couldn't help laughing, "Sitting here, you're already a light bulb. Does it make any difference if you don't talk?"

Suddenly, Lao Luo stood up, "Since Ms. Lin thinks I'm a light bulb, then I'll leave first. Anyway, when you just showed your affection, I was already full."

Lin Jing was startled: "Are you really going to leave? I was just joking with you. I didn't treat you like a light bulb. Sit down."

Lao Luo said: "I still have something to do, I really have to go, if you have something to do, please contact me."

Lao Luo left as soon as he said, without any routine, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lin Jing glanced at Feng Mocheng, "It's all your fault, Lao Luo must think we use him as a light bulb."

Feng Mocheng looked innocent: "Obviously you said that yourself, I didn't say he was a light bulb. Besides, I was going to ask him to do a divination for me, but I suddenly forgot, next time."

Seeing the direction in which Lao Luo left, Lin Jing seemed to still have his figure, and she always felt that he was weird.

……

In the middle of the night, Lao Luo took a bottle of whiskey and poured it into his belly one mouthful at a time.

He was lying on the bed, looking at the front with sleepy eyes, out of focus, looking in a bad mood.

Suddenly, he fell off the bed and took out the cards in the drawer.

Flipping over the cards in his hand, he slammed them on the bed again, wiped off the exhaustion on his face, and left the room.

He came to an empty room and pressed the button on the wall, "I want to see grandma."

"Application successful, please wait."

A faint green light came from the space.

The white-haired old man raised his head and opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)