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617. Chapter 617 Intention 9

Outside the community where Jinghao lived, there was an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. There were two or three people inside who were withdrawing money. Jinghao found a window, charged the phone, and went home directly.

The safe for the electric card was set up in the corridor. Jing Hao was not tall enough, so he stood on tiptoes and spent a lot of effort to insert the electric card.

Finally, I simply turned on the flashlight on my phone and went home to move a chair.

The chairs were all made of solid wood, and it took Jing Hao's two hands to move them. She had to put her phone on the TV in the living room, barely emitting some faint light, and then struggled to move the chairs and walk out the door.

go.

The light from the mobile phone's flashlight couldn't illuminate very far. When Jinghao Hao was passing by the entrance, her chair accidentally tripped on the shoe rack in the entrance. She leaned forward and her leg hit the corner of the chair she was carrying.

, the pain quickly penetrated into her heart, and she gasped in pain. She couldn't help but squat on the ground, and shouted in a low voice, and then the door that was not closed in front of her was suddenly pushed open.

After opening the door, a nervous voice came: "Okay?"

Jing Hao endured the pain, raised his head, and looked at Liangchen standing in front of him against the light with the help of the weak light in the corridor.

Before she could realize why he was at her house, the man walked in quickly, easily picked up the chair from her hands and put it aside. Then he knelt down and looked at her anxiously and asked: "

Are you okay? Where are you injured?"

Jing Haohao shook his head, and Liangchen raised his head, glanced at the dark room, and saw the electricity card in Jing Haohao's hand. He immediately understood everything, stretched out his hand, took away the electricity card, stood up and left.

After I went out, within a minute, the lights in the house came on and the brightness returned.

When Liangchen returned to Jinghao Hao's room, Jinghao Hao had already stood up. The pain in her legs had mostly dissipated. She walked to the kitchen and pressed the switch of the induction cooker.

Liangchen picked up the chair placed at the door and put it back in place. Jinghao heard the sound and turned to look at Liangchen.

Before she could ask, Liangchen put the two bags he was carrying on the chair and said, "These are the things you bought in the afternoon. You forgot to take them with you."

Jing Haohao nodded gently, and before she could say anything, the water behind her boiled. She turned around, opened the lid of the pot, and the steam floated out instantly.

This happened twice in a row. The first time was in Japan. When she needed someone's help the most, he showed up in such a timely manner.

The second time was tonight. Although everyone can do those little daily things, in a normal family, those are the responsibility of men. Especially when she accidentally knocked her leg, the pain was heartbreaking.

When his lungs were broken, he appeared and helped him settle that little matter easily.

The first time was an earth-shattering event, the second time was an ordinary and trivial event.

But it gave her an indescribable touch and warmth.

Jing Haohao came back from the Qianhua Banquet, and his dull mood had improved slightly.

Liangchen actually didn't know why Jinghao Hao suddenly left the banquet. He was a little worried, so he thought of the clothes she put in his car, so he hurried over.

Now that the things have been delivered and she is fine, he seems to have no reason to stay.

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