Chu baiqing moved his lower jaw. Gu Jue was heavy-handed, but he didn't realize how ruthless he was.
"Jue, I'm not feeling well. I want to rest. You should go back too!"
Chu Bai Qing took in a deep breath and pulled his lower jaw. It hurt.
He was indeed very tired. He didn't want to say anything to Gu Jue anymore, but he couldn't say anything either. It was also very tiring to suppress his emotions.
Gu Jue's anger, which he had just suppressed, suddenly rose again.
He was talking to him in a nice tone, but he was actually chasing him away.
"You're good, you're really good!"
Gu Jue turned around and walked away, his body bumping into Chu baiqing's shoulder.
Chu baiqing groaned. Gu Jue had hit him hard. He was always like this, only caring about his own feelings and never caring about others 'feelings.
The door was slammed shut. Chu baiqing lost all his strength as he walked towards the living room.
He picked up his phone from the sofa and made a call.
