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Seeing that the call was still on, he glanced hard at Ruobing, held the phone and said directly to the person on the other side of the line: "Mom Qiao is fine, don't worry."

After a few simple words, he hung up the phone without waiting for the person on the other end of the line to respond.

"Ruobing, I never ask about your thoughts, and I don't need you to remind me of my thoughts. I have my own sense of proportion."

Word by word, Lengqing no longer looked at Ruobing, and walked out with some difficulty.

Every step I took was filled with excruciating pain, and I even hummed coldly.

Even if you don’t look at your back, it’s still bloody and bloody. Every step you take will involve whip wounds that are almost bone-shattering...

Ruobing looked at Leng Qing's back, the dazzling scene, the blood and flesh were blurred.

They are assassins, and injuries are commonplace, but getting injured on missions is their mission. Now they are tormenting themselves like this for no reason. Is it worth it for that woman? Is it worth it?

"Lengqing, when you come to receive such a severe punishment, do you really feel that it is your fault that you need to receive a third-class punishment, or are you using this method to remind yourself not to cross the line?"

After Lengqing walked away for more than ten steps, Ruobing stood behind Lengqing and spoke sharply.

Seeing the cold and stiff back, Ruobing only felt that her heart was bitter...

What on earth is that woman worth...

Ruo Bing didn't answer, Lengqing stepped away from Ruo Bing's sight...
Chapter completed!