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0287 You are getting weaker and weaker, you feel it too

After a quarrel, Yu Xie couldn't help complaining when he went downstairs: "Has the Spirit Group made a mistake?"
There is no breath of spiritual thought masters.
Hua Yanming said, "Something is wrong. She dares not let Xiao Ni touch her."
He Yao said only: "Maybe he simply doesn't want others to touch her husband. She even cheated on her in-laws, let alone a stranger."
Cao Yikai sighed leisurely.
Qiao Jin is gone at this time.
He Yao took them away. Although he didn't see the problem, he still had to observe it for a while.
There is also the matter of monitoring Qiao Jin.
Yu Xie sent a message in the group angrily.
Yu Xie from the three groups: You are still monitoring it? Do you know where Qiao Jin is now?
Surveillance team:...not at home?
Yu Xie from the third group: Everyone has come to Qingcheng District, and you still say you are at home? I don’t know how your eyes are!
Monitoring Group:...
Surveillance team: I'm obviously at home!!
Big team leader:???????
Members of the fourth group: Hahahaha so outrageous?
I played Yasuo in Group 7: Are all the people in your surveillance team so good now? They made such a big mistake?
...
A few words made the spirit group uneasy. I guess those who monitor Qiao Jin next would doubt their life.
Qiao Jin went upstairs after they left.
She just pushed the door open.
Inside the room, Xu Rong was squatting on the ground, crying in despair.
She said over and over again: "No, it's really... still alive, Mingchu is still alive...ah, he is obviously by my side!"
She cried loudly, crying heart-wrenchingly and desperately.
Ming Chu was standing there, he just looked at Xu Rong calmly. Unlike Qiao Jin's dullness, it was a dullness that was truly without desires and no desires.
It seems that there is no human emotion. If he doesn't move, he even thinks he is like a puppet.
Until Xu Rong raised her head with tears in her eyes, Ming Chu showed a feeling of distress again. He lowered his head and hugged Xu Rong: "Rong Rong, stop crying, I'm right by your side, I'm indeed by your side..."
Repeat tirelessly over and over again.
Qiao Jin pulled a piece of paper on the table, squatted down, and handed her to Xu Rong.
Xu Rong didn't respond for a long time.
She cried for a long time, and it became dark outside.
Ming Chu kept holding her and repeating the words. His voice was not hoarse, and his voice was in such a tone, as if he was really feeling sorry for Xu Rong.
Neither of them seemed to notice that Qiao Jin was at home.
After a while, until Xu Rong cried and approached the hiccup, she slowly raised her head and looked at Qiao Jin with empty eyes.
Qiao Jin sat next to the stool. Seeing that she cried, he took out a tissue and handed it to her.
Xu Rong took it and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."
Ming Chu also said: "Thank you."
Qiao Jin: "You're welcome."
Xu Rong wiped away her tears, stood up with red eyes, and smiled at Qiao Jin, "I'm going to make you laugh, but they're too much. How can I come to the door to show that Chu is dead? Ming Chu is clearly staying by my side."
After saying that, she turned her head slightly, Mingchu took her into her arms, and she smiled with relief and happiness.
Chapter completed!
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