Chapter 1092: A Glance at Qing Xin——He Hooked His Finger at Him (27)

Now he wanted to slow down, but it was as if this pace was like a machine, completely fixed in frequency, and no longer under his control.

Chu Baiqing felt his eyes go dark, and he grabbed Gu Jue's arm. He shook his head, closed his eyes, and waited for the dizziness to disappear.

Chu Baiqing sighed slightly, and it became more and more frequent.

Gu Jue, whose arm was grabbed, suddenly stopped, "What's wrong?"

An anxious voice came from the top of Chu Baiqing's head.

"I didn't rest well, I was in a trance!"

Chu Baiqing felt a flash before his eyes, one, two, three or four Gu Jue, his eyes could only focus on one, and said with a smile.

That smile, which was more dazzling than the sun, made Gu Jue completely stunned. It was really a long-lost smile.

"Don't eat, find a hotel room, and take a nap!"

Since Chu Baiqing appeared, Gu Jue saw that he was deeply tired and his face was not good.

In the past, Chu Baiqing had surgery for two or three consecutive days, but he had never been in such a bad state.

He is not taking care of his body any more.

Chu Baiqing blinked twice, the dizziness disappeared, and his eyes could see clearly.

"Can you leave A Yan there alone?" Chu Baiqing did not let go of Gu Jue's arm, but still held it tightly.

Chu Baiqing meant that he wanted to go to a room with him, otherwise he would not have said to leave Feng Yan alone.

Looking at the smile on Chu Baiqing's lips, Gu Jue's Adam's apple could not help but slide, and the desire in his body seemed to burst out in an instant. This was his instinct, a man's instinct.

Now, just looking at Chu Baiqing's smile, he was about to raise the flag.

The evil fire was already running wild in his body, spreading to his limbs and bones, completely out of his control, and urgently needed to be completely released.

"Let's go." Gu Jue held Chu Baiqing's hand with his backhand and pulled him towards the revolving door.

He remembered that when he got off the car, he saw the Hilton Hotel, just opposite, very close, just across the street.

Chu Baiqing didn't say anything, quietly following behind Gu Jue, letting him hold his hand.

He moved slightly, and his ten fingers intertwined. He wanted a perfect farewell.

In a foreign country, without knowing them, no one would come over and respectfully call him "Sir"

No one would call him "Mr. Chu, or Dean Chu..."

Chu Baiqing felt the heat in his palm, which came from Gu Jue's palm. His hands were always cold.

In the past, Gu Jue always asked him, "Why are your hands so cold?"

He would jokingly say, "No one hurts!"

Gu Jue would smile and take his hand, flick it twice, "Does it hurt?"

The two of them booked a suite. Gu Jue wanted to order some food, fearing that Chu Baiqing would be hungry, but he said he didn't need it.

After entering the suite, Gu Jue felt as if his body was burned by fire, burning hot.

The two hadn't been together for several days, and Gu Jue felt dry mouth.

Chu Baiqing let go of Gu Jue's hand and walked towards the bedroom. When he reached the door, he turned around and smiled at Gu Jue.

This smile was similar to the meaning of a hook, it was a kind of call.

Gu Jue felt like he had suddenly drunk 60% liquor, and the rush went straight to his head.

He walked over in a few steps and followed Chu Baiqing into the bedroom.

Before he reached the bed, he pulled Chu Baiqing's arm.