Gold Lawyer Alpha and Her Doctor Jiang

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He Qingwei.

He Qingwei took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said with a small smile: "Long time no see."

Jiang Zhiyi glanced at He Qingwei lightly, then turned around to go around, and He Qingwei moved a step with him.

Jiang Zhiyi expressionlessly said, "Get out of the way."

"Long time no see, have a meal together later?"

"Don't eat."

"You must give me a chance to explain."

Jiang Zhiyi said quietly, "Not interested."

Jiang Zhiyi walked around again, He Qingwei stretched out his hand to pull her wrist, Jiang Zhiyi took advantage of the situation, twisted his backhand, and He Qing almost cried out in pain, "You are still so violent."

"Provoke me again, it's not just violence." Jiang Zhiyi pushed forward abruptly, He Qing staggered a few steps, turned around and shook his sore hand, Jiang Zhiyi had already gone far.

When the figure in He Qingwei's sight completely disappeared, she smiled and shook her head helplessly. It was the little pepper that was not easy to mess with.

The cold wind outside the window was more intense, Jiang Zhiyi wrapped his clothes tightly and walked towards the door. The water was deeper than she expected.

In the twilight, the warm yellow street lights spread to the distance, and the cars flowed incessantly. Cen Qingyi's car was also in the traffic.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't reply, she had to go home first.

Xia Bing had already put the medicine on the table, and he wrote a note: Lawyer Cen, try to take the medicine on time.

Cen Qingyi sat at the table and drank the bitter medicine in one gulp, allowing the bitterness to spread in his mouth.

The taste of life seems to be so bitter, invading the bone marrow, and breathing is bitter.

Cen Qingyi turned out the phone, Jiang Zhiyi had no information, she turned it for a moment, and then clicked into the dialog with Qin Zhen.

Cen Qingyi looked at it for a long while, and changed his nickname from "Sister Zhen" to "Qin Zhen".

The Zhen in the communication was also changed to Qin Zhen.

Cen Qingyi breathed a long sigh of relief, saying goodbye to the past, but it was not as cheerful as expected.

Cen Qingyi wanted to take a bath, but was afraid of missing Jiang Zhiyi's message. She went in with her mobile phone. When she first went in, she worried that Jiang Zhiyi would come over when she was taking a bath, so that the gift would not be given to her by the piano player in the first place.

Cen Qingyi took the mobile phone and entered the bathroom with a gift, a sad face under the warm yellow light, suddenly tired and wrapped her.

Outside the bathroom, covered in darkness, Cen Qingyi looked at the dim living room, all his strength seemed to be taken away.

Cen Qingyi didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to take off her clothes. She was actually very tired today and wanted to sleep.

The baking of the Yuba made Cen Qingyi's hair heavy. She lifted her leg into the bathtub and lay down in the warm water. Let her rest before undressing.

The warm water flow seemed to be softly touching, Cen Qingyi was full of poetry, and his tight nerves began to soothe.

The knock on the door in the middle of the night suddenly sounded, and Mu Qing thought it was an illusion. At this time, this place, except for his girlfriends, few people came.