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She reached out her hand to wipe Ling Ao Jing, but she was afraid of his pain.

Ling Ao Jing snorted, raising his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Nothing."

You're still saying that everything is fine? Ruan Mo was envious and anxious. Was he stupid? Why not dodge? Stand straight for someone to hit?

She raised her head to help Ling Ao Jing wipe off the blood