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Chapter 110

    "Hey, don't cry, don't cry, okay?

    There was a trace of panic on Jing Rui's sharp-edged face, and he quickly looked around, but luckily no one saw him. Otherwise, he might have thought he was the scum of something bad. Men.

    "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

    Qiao Qing didn't care about her own image, she cried a little more loudly.

    She only had one thought now, that was the pinch by the door just now, it really hurt so painful , She endured it, but

    still couldn't help but want to cry. Jing Rui felt his temples twitching, and he didn't know what to do, but seeing Qiao Qing crying so sadly, he felt a rare sense of debt in his heart. Knelt

    down, comforted patiently and gently: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll help you see. "

    This is obviously still a child who hasn't grown up.

    He has never cried like this since he was a child.

    Qiao Qing held back her crying, stretched out her hand to touch the tears, her eyes were red and swollen and she looked at Jing Rui, with a little bit of sparkle in the bottom of her eyes. Tears.

    There were wet tears on her fair little face, and she twitched and said, "Look, it hurts so much. "

    Qingyue's voice has a thick nasal sound.

    Jing Rui glanced at it, and saw that the slender fingers that were originally like onion segments were white and clean, but the red marks became a bit conspicuous, and even a trace of blood oozes from the index finger. See It's really unbearable, there is a kind of sympathetic pain.

    Obviously I have suffered injuries that are many times heavier than this, and I don't take it seriously, but looking at such a small wound, I always feel that it is very serious.

    His throat is a little hoarse , "Come in, I'll help you bandage it up. "

    Qiao Qing followed Jing Rui into the room.

    Jing Rui went to find the medicine box and asked Qiao Qing to sit on the sofa.

    She sniffed and glanced around the surrounding environment, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

    They live in the same community, the same building, and the opposite door on the same floor, but the decoration and space of the two sides are also too different.

    There are hundreds of square meters on her side.

    The furniture in the living room, the color TV and the like are not at the same level at all, and also, judging from the door, it is also known that they are not at the same level.

    Looking back, she lowered her head and sat on the sofa.

    After a while, Jing Rui came over with the medicine box, his expression had returned to his previous indifference, his eyes were cold but with a hint of warmth.

    "Stretch out your hand, I'll help you treat the wound."

    Originally, he wanted to call the family doctor, but he just thought that if the other party penetrated into something like Mother Jing, he would not be able to explain anything clearly.