The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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There was no change in the man's expression, but she could feel Huo Yan's fingers passing through hers. Her palms, every inch of her skin, fell into the man's control. Beside my ears, there is a man's deep and mellow voice.
There was no change in the man's expression, but she could feel Huo Yan's fingers passing through hers.
Then buckled up.
Her palms, every inch of her skin, fell into the man's control.
There is no way around it.
Strong and domineering.
Beside my ears, there is a man's deep and mellow voice.
"But I didn't sleep well."
Gu Weiman's heart trembled.
Huo Yan may have sensed her temptation and avoidance.
She just needed a little more time to get to know this man.
The cold-blooded and cruel men in that world had a huge impact on her.
So much so that whenever she saw Huo Yan, she couldn't help but wonder if what she saw was just the appearance of a man.
Before she could think of how to respond, she felt a warmth on her forehead.
The man placed his palm on top of her head.
His eyelashes were very long and were motionless at the moment.
It seems like a butterfly will land on it at any time.
"It's not burning now."
Gu Weimian was stunned.
She lowered her eyes, pressed her lips into a straight line, and spoke with a hint of fatigue.
"I want to go back to sleep."
The man's body temperature, through his rough palms, was like a hot current, constantly invading her body.
He looked towards her gravely.
"Go sleep in the car."
Gu Weimian frowned and was about to say something.
The man's cold voice interrupted her:
"Or do you not want to participate in the international league?"
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Is this a threat?
She lowered her eyes and pulled her hand back.
But his hand was held tightly and he couldn't pull it back.
Her face was gloomy, and there was frost between her eyebrows.
"Huo Yan!"
What does she hate most?
Tied, bound.
She never thought about or considered becoming a man's vassal.
If she doesn't really want to.
No one can decide anything for her!
Huo Yan looked back at her with indifferent eyes, without any extra emotion.
He pulled Gu Weimian and pushed her directly into the car.
She fell onto the cold leather sofa seat in the back seat of the car.
Just as she was about to get up, the man placed his hand on her shoulder.
She fell back down.
The man's low voice, neither high nor low, rang in her ears.
"Go to sleep."
He tried to make his voice sound soft.
But the repeated nightmares of Gu Weiman being engulfed in flames made the man's nerves tense to the extreme.
Gu Weimian: “…”
Her breath was cold as she looked at the man who was sitting in a wheelchair but still looked too tall.
One hand was put behind the back, and a silver light flashed on the fingertips.
It's a silver needle.
Ning Quruo prepared it for her.
When she saw it, she naturally took it with her.
Acupuncture can save lives, but in critical moments, it can also be used to hurt others and protect oneself.
Her eyes swept calmly over several important acupoints on Huo Yan's body.
"sister."
Ning Quruo's clear voice interrupted the two people who were confronting each other.
He frowned at the two people standing not far away.
The overly tense atmosphere made Ning Quruo frown.
Huo Yan looked calm, and even reached out to touch Gu Weimian's hair.
"Weiwei is a little tired, so I asked her to sit in the car for a while."
Gu Weimian frowned and looked at Huo Yan.
That's not what the man said just now.
Ning Quruo's expression relaxed.
He walked over and glanced at Gu Weimian's face.
"Why is it so white?"
"I've always been this white." Gu Weimian rolled his eyes secretly.