The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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The next second, she pulled her hand back from Huo Yan's, turned around, and waved to Pang Yiqin in the car: "Get out, let's go." Huo Yan was stunned, his expression blank. A trace of joy flashed across Pang Yiqin's face, and he pushed Ao Leyin over: "Let go of your hand, I want to go out!" Ao Leyin was terrified: "No!" Before he could finish his words, Gu Weimian had walked to the side of the car and opened the door. Do you know that you almost scared me to death!" Gu Weimian curled his lips an...
Just as the man was about to die, Huo Yan's hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.
The man's deep phoenix eyes slowly moved to the hand that was holding hers. The skin was fair and lustrous, and was covered with a layer of hazy luster by the street lights, which was so beautiful that it seemed unreal.
In the car, Pang Yiqin's heartbeat was already in his chest.
This person looks so scary. Will he chop off Gu Weimian’s hand as well?
She wanted to roll down the car window to remind Gu Weimian to let go, but Ao Leyin on the other side held her hand tightly and prevented her from rolling down the window.
"What are you doing! Aren't you afraid that those people will rush over and stab you?" Ao Leyin accused Pang Yiqun loudly.
Pang Yiqin looked at Ao Leyin in disbelief: "Have you forgotten who asked you to get in the car just now! If it weren't for Weimian, would you still be alive now!"
Ao Leyin's face was stern: "I don't care! Anyway, you can't open the door! You can't open the window!"
Pang Yiqin was furious.
On the other side, the man looked at the delicate hand in front of him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, which were originally cold and lifeless.
His gaze moved to Gu Weiman's face.
The girl's face was pale, with sweat on her forehead, but her expression was indescribably calm and frank: "Your hands must not be stained with blood."
Huo Yan's pupils shrank.
His lips were tightly pursed into a sharp line, and his dark phoenix eyes were trembling slightly. He had never told that woman about this.
Gu Weimian took the stick from Huo Yan's hand and threw it aside.
She felt a rough sensation on her palm, and the man took her hand and held it in his palm.
"Get in the car." The man's voice was a little hoarse.
Gu Weimian glanced around in embarrassment: "These people..."
"I'll have someone take care of it."
Gu Weimian said "Oh" and nodded.
The next second, she pulled her hand back from Huo Yan's, turned around, and waved to Pang Yiqin in the car: "Get out, let's go."
Huo Yan was stunned, his expression blank.
She's leaving again?
A trace of joy flashed across Pang Yiqin's face, and he pushed Ao Leyin over: "Let go of your hand, I want to go out!"
Ao Leyin was terrified: "No!"
Before he could finish his words, Gu Weimian had walked to the side of the car and opened the door.
Pang Yiqin breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got out of the car, and hugged Gu Weimian: "Weimian! Do you know that you almost scared me to death!"
Gu Weimian curled his lips and smiled slightly, rubbing Pang Yiqin's head: "Going home?"
“Yeah!”
The man's low, oppressive voice sounded behind Gu Weimian: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."
Gu Weimian waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "No need. If you really want to, it would be more sincere to call my driver Adong."
Although she felt that Huo Yan would not do anything to Qin Shaodong, but... she was a little worried that Qin Shaodong, that funny guy, would do something unpredictable.
She said this, but she didn't expect the man to actually call Adong.
"Weiwei, don't make me say it for the third time." The man's voice was extremely low and sounded suppressed to the extreme.
She was like a giant beast that almost lost its most precious treasure, and finally got it back only to be faced with losing it again. She felt anxious and depressed, as if she would pounce on her and devour her in the next second.
Weiwei, take me home too! I want you to kiss me, hug me and lift me up high~
I'm also scared to death woooooooo...
Putting bowls to ask for votes and comfort~