The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Huo, please get in the car?" The man was still sitting there, his whole body stiff as a statue. "Sister, I'm sorry, I spoke without thinking to you." Gu Weimian smiled slightly, not seeming to care much, and raised her hand to touch his head again, ruffling his hair. "What's wrong?" "Wait a moment." Ning Quruo turned around, walked quickly back to the door of his room, took out the card and opened the door.
After a while, even the roar of the motor disappeared.
He coughed lightly.
"Mr. Huo, please get in the car?"
The man was still sitting there, his whole body stiff as a statue.
Seeing the man like this, Lin Zhiyun wanted to shed tears of sympathy for him again.
It’s so miserable!
…
When Gu Weiman and Ning Quruo returned to the hotel, it was already past two in the morning.
The corridor was silent.
The entire hotel was silent.
It was as if there were only two of them left.
They each walked to the door of their hotel room.
When Ning Quruo took out the room card, he hesitated.
He glanced at Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian felt Ning Quruo's gaze and looked in the man's direction. "What's wrong?"
Ning Quruo's lips tightened slightly.
A few seconds.
When Gu Weimian was about to ask a question, Ning Quruo suddenly walked towards her.
Under the dim hotel lights, the man hugged her.
His arms held her tightly in his arms.
He lowered his head and buried it in Gu Weiman's shoulder.
Silent.
Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and touched Ning Quruo's head.
Didn't say anything either.
But her hand gently stroked Ning Quruo's head.
Stood for a long time.
Gu Weimian's feet were sore.
Ning Quruo has no intention of letting go.
She stopped touching Ning Quruo's head.
When he put it down, he shook his arms.
I always feel like Ning Quruo seems to have grown a little taller?
Does Yangxin Pill not only nourish the heart, but also help with height growth?
I’m so tired from keeping my hands raised like this!
Ning Quruo raised his head from her shoulder and looked at Gu Weiman with resentment.
Gu Weimian: "...Okay, okay, go back to sleep."
She had already opened the door to her hotel room.
Ning Quruo grabbed Gu Weiman.
"What happened again?"
Gu Weimian raised her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her who was a head taller than her.
Ning Quruo pursed her lips.
After a long time, he slowly uttered a word.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I spoke without thinking to you."
Gu Weimian smiled slightly, not seeming to care much, and raised her hand to touch his head again, ruffling his hair.
“I’ll improve next time.”
Ning Quruo glanced at Gu Weimian hesitantly.
"Aren't you going to beat me up to vent your anger?"
Gu Weimian seemed to be reminded of something when he heard this, and touched his chin.
"That really hits the nail on the head. I really want to beat you up."
She put one hand on her waist and looked at Ning Quruo angrily.
Ning Quruo's face, with its deep features, wrinkled up, and the corners of his lips curved slightly downwards.
"Hit the gun."
As he spoke, he spread out his hands.
Gu Weimian tilted his head and raised his hand to hit.
But Ning Quruo suddenly withdrew his hand.
She was startled.
"What's wrong?"
"Wait a moment." Ning Quruo turned around, walked quickly back to the door of his room, took out the card and opened the door.
Gu Weimian frowned.
What are you going to do here?
She curiously chased after him, wanting to take a look.
But then the man ran out again quickly.
Holding a small ruler in his hand.
He handed the ruler to Gu Weimian and said, "Use this to hit me. It won't hurt."
"How can this not hurt?"
This hurts much more than if she hit him directly with her hands.
After she finished saying this, her voice suddenly stopped, she raised her eyes and looked at Ning Quruo deeply.