Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 836
Lin Jingru was drained of all his strength, and fell to the ground with a plop, his whole body was paralyzed.

"Hahahaha." She suddenly laughed, laughing so hard that tears flowed from her eyes.

Gradually, she got up from the ground with support, returned to the bed and lay down.

……

Feng Mocheng ignored Lin Jing for several days.

And Lin Jing also avoided Feng Mocheng, the two of them were like strangers, even if they met, they would not speak.

Even if they slept on the same bed, there was no hugging. Sometimes, Feng Mocheng wanted her, just like a routine, and fell asleep when it was over, and there was no more caressing and hugging.

Lin Jing was very depressed.

Feng Ruixi, on the other hand, came here almost every day to eat and talk to Lin Jing from time to time.

But he didn't say something about liking her or loving her, just chatting about it as usual.

……

The night is like ink.

The rich black spreads on the ground.

The bustling city lights break through from the pitch-black night, adding colorful splendor to the darkness.

Feng Mocheng drove a sports car and sped along the road.

The mobile phone on the co-pilot suddenly rang, Feng Mocheng took the mobile phone over, and held the steering wheel with his other hand.

He glanced at the screen faintly, and it was this number again.

In the past few days, she has called him several times.

At this moment, he was idle and bored, so he connected the phone, and by the way opened the voice.

As soon as the phone was connected, a woman's urgent voice came from the other end, "Brother Mocheng, I know you are still angry with me, I swear I will never leave you again, can you give me a chance? I want to talk to you Explain, shall we meet?"

Lin Xiaoxiao's voice was full of tears, pitiful, irresistible to men, irresistible coquettishness.

However, Feng Mocheng's face didn't fluctuate at all, it was as cold as an ice cube, and the black pupils exuded endless extreme depth and darkness, bottomless.

The woman's words did not get any response from him. He focused on driving and looked ahead.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't hear his response, and was a little anxious, "Brother Mocheng, did you hear me? Let's meet, okay? I really miss you these two years since I left, and I really miss you." It's unavoidable!"

Feng Mocheng raised the corner of his mouth, with a knife-like arc, showing a hint of evil and disdain.

Lin Xiaoxiao chased after her and continued to say: "As long as you are willing to see me, I will do anything for you, as long as you are willing to listen to my explanation, please, Brother Mocheng!"

Feng Mocheng frowned, his eyes seemed a little impatient.

He directly reached out, hung up the phone, threw it aside, and ignored it.

Lin Xiaoxiao, she's back, so what?

To him it made no difference whether the woman left or returned.

Feng Mocheng didn't go back tonight, but got a room in the hotel.

On the balcony of the presidential suite, he was facing the sea, and the cold sea breeze was blowing slowly. Facing the wind, he had a few drinks, slightly drunk, but his eyes were still clear.

He was leaning on the white seat, wearing a loose bathrobe, his hair was still a little wet, and his posture was lazy, like a decadent nobleman, even if he was depraved, he was also extremely elegant.

Holding a red wine glass, he stared at the moon through two layers of crystals, as if accumulating the moonlight into the glass, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to see a figure through the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)