379: Why Aren’t You Sleeping in the Middle of the Night? Can’t You Move Quieter?!

Why Aren’t You Sleeping in the Middle of the Night? Can’t You Move Quieter?!

"Brother Quan, you're the best." A sweet and gentle voice was heard.2

With that, Chi Jiao quickly sat down.

When Quan Jue saw her running away after teasing him once again, a helpless, doting look flashed across his eyes.

He had to make this delicate girl remember. When he finally had the chance in the future, he would let her experience the price of running away after flirting.

After Chi Jiao was done eating, Quan Jue sent her back to the hotel she and Chi Mingwei were staying at.

"Brother Quan, I'll bring you to a place tomorrow morning. I'll wait for you to find me," Chi Jiao said to him as they were about to part ways.

Quan Jue reached out and touched the top of her head. "Got it. Go up quickly."

Chi Jiao smiled and waved at him, saying she would see him tomorrow, before turning around and entering the hotel.

Quan Jue stood downstairs for a while and looked at the window of her room upstairs.

Only when the window lit up did he leave.

If it weren't for the fact that the hotel Chi Jiao was staying in was already full, Quan Jue would have moved there. Now, he could only return to the hotel he was staying in.

It took half an hour to walk from Chi Jiao's location to his hotel.

Quan Jue didn't call for a taxi. Instead, he walked back.

Outside his room, Quan Jue took out the room card from his pocket and placed it on the card pad.

Immediately after, there was a crisp sound as the door was unlocked.

Quan Jue walked into the dark room and closed the door.

Just as he was about to insert the key card into the electrical outlet, a hand suddenly reached out from the washroom and grabbed at his hand.

The place where he inserted the card was right beside the door to the washroom.

The speed at which that hand appeared was really fast, like a ghost.

Quan Jue could only react the moment the hand grabbed his wrist. He suddenly flew up and kicked the person who came out of the washroom.

The room was too dark, and he could only vaguely see a black figure.

He kicked the black figure, but it was as if he had kicked a rubber candy. It was very elastic, and his leg instantly bounced back.

"Heh, you still have some skills." Immediately after, an abnormally deep and hoarse voice was heard in the quiet room.

At the same time, the black shadow punched towards his head.

Quan Jue's reaction was fast. He tilted his head slightly, and the fist went past his sideburns and hit the wall behind him.

Bang!

A clear fist mark was left on the wall, causing dust to fill the place.

"F*ck! Who is it?! Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Can't you move quieter?!" Immediately, a dissatisfied voice was heard from the room next door.

Quan Jue's hand was still being held by the black figure. When the black figure's fist hit the wall, he dodged it, but his other hand wasn't idle.

It smashed heavily at the black figure's face.

His movements were so fast that no one could follow them.

The black figure finally let out a pained grunt after being punched in the face. Then, it involuntarily let go of Quan Jue's hand and staggered back a step.

Quan Jue was completely infuriated.

The other party wanted to hit his face.

If his face was injured again, the delicate girl would definitely cry again.

Therefore, after succeeding in his counterattack, he quickly went forward and kicked the black figure.

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