It was still raining after dinner.
Chi Jiao followed Quan Jue back to his room.
Earlier at the dining table, Chi Jiao had refused to let him speak, so Quan Jue's mood was a little gloomy.
Thus, when he returned to his room, he did not say anything at all.
Chi Jiao sensed that Quan Jue was unhappy. She carefully looked at his expression and asked, "Brother Quan, are you unhappy?"
Quan Jue shook his head lightly. He raised his hand and tucked a stray strand of Chi Jiao's hair behind her ear. "It's getting late. Go back to your room and rest. I'm a little tired."
Chi Jiao heard the fatigue in his voice and thought he was really tired.
Today was indeed not peaceful. She shouldn't be so willful to pester him anymore.
As this thought, Chi Jiao said softly, "Alright, then. Take a hot shower and rest early. See you tomorrow."
With that, she gave Quan Jue a long look before turning to leave the room.
Clack!
