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... ression, Qiao Jing had no choice but to stop fidgeting and slowly started to speak:
"Mhm."
What followed was a long silence between the two. Qiao Jing quietly watched as Zhan Qipei applied ice to her ankle, the man focusing intently on the task, not getting distracted for even a moment.
After a while, Zhan Qipei finished icing her ankle and took out a tube of ointment from the medicine chest.
"Use this ointment?"
Qiao Jing shook her head, preparing to get ...
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