His entire body felt as if it was burning.
When Quan Jue returned to the hotel room, his clothes were already drenched in sweat.
After taking them off, Quan Jue leaned against the door and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.
His mind was filled with Chi Jiao's figure. Quan Jue could almost hear a voice shouting in his heart.
If you miss her, go find her.
She can end your pain and suffering.
Go on. Don't hold it in anymore. Don't hesitate anymore.
The heat in his body became even more intense. Just as his rationality was about to collapse, Quan Jue suddenly reached out and slapped himself.
This slap was direct and decisive, causing him to regain some rationality.
He couldn't meet Jiaojiao at this moment. He couldn't ruin her.
With that thought in mind, Quan Jue staggered to his feet and opened the door.
