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Ning Xiaofei only heard eyebrows and wrinkles. She had never heard of Ji Mo’s mentioning this before. She was also surprised that Gu Yu was so easy to promise to leave Ye Qiao free. It turned out that there is still this reason.

"I don't know exactly what happened. And since these shares are my brother's, even if I collect money, it should be collected by him. I can't accept it for him. When I see him, I will tell the matter. Then I will let him contact you again. If there is nothing else, I will leave first, goodbye, West City."

Nodded to him, Ning Xiaofei turned to the car under the steps.

West City went on two steps and called her.

"Xiao Fei!"

Ning Xiaofei turned his face.

"I know that some things my sister did, hurt you." Xicheng's Jun face has helplessness, more apologetic, "I apologize to you for her, please help me tell the season guide and Ye Qiao, sorry! ”

Ning Xiaofei sighed in her heart. "If you really want to apologize, it should be her apologize, not you."

"That..." West City hesitated for a few seconds. "Are we... still a friend?"

Ning Xiaofei raised his lips, "Of course."

After that, she slowly turned around and met with Su Ying, who was not far away, and walked down the steps.

After getting on the bus, she immediately called a phone to Ji Mo, knowing that he had brought Ye Qiao back to his home to take care of him.

As the car moved forward, Su Ying sighed at the side.

"A mother compatriot, the gap between this sister and the younger brother is really great!"

Ning Xiaofei just shook his head and sighed.

This pair of siblings is completely the opposite type.

As Xu Yang said before, Xicheng really is a very simple person, hateful and hateful, upright and kind, just tempered and arrogant, making people feel arrogant and not easy to get along with.

But this sister, everyone thinks that she is gentle and pure, these days have completely subverted her previous image, and the things she has done are far more mean and insidious than Ruo Ruoxi.

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Season home living room.

Ji Mo put the water tray that came over to the side of the sofa, carefully holding the arm of Ye Qiao's bruise.

"I want to clean the wound for you, it will hurt a little!"

Holding her arm in one hand, he squeezed the gauze with the liquid medicine and gently wiped the dust and blood stains on her arm. It seemed that she was afraid of hurting her. The action of the season ink was very gentle.

He was very focused, and his head was close to Ye Qiao's arm, almost reaching her face.

Leaning on the back of the sofa, Ye Qiao draped his eyes, and he could see his face without deliberately watching it.

The man has the elegant facial features inherited from the mother, the skin is fair, the nose is straight, the black and long thick eyelashes, the eyes are deep and the temperature is not lost.

It seems that she is afraid of her pain, and Ji Mo swelled slightly and blew her wound against her.

The wound was originally a burning pain. When it was blown, there was a rare sense of coolness. It felt that the air he had blown passed over his arm, and Ye Qiao could not help but twitch and tremble.

Feeling his movements, Ji Mo looked up.

"pain?!"

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly raise his face and look at the pair. Ye Qiao was in a panic and was busy moving his eyes away.

"No pain!"

Ji Mo resurfaced and continued to help her clean the wound on her arm. She took the spray of Yunnan Baiyao, carefully sprayed it on her wound, and put her arm on the back of the sofa.

Looking down at the injury on her knee, he stood up.

"Knees will also help you clean up."