The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Just as he pinched a corner of the quilt, he frowned and looked at Leng Rui behind him: "What are you still doing here?" Leng Rui sensed Huo Yan's surprise, his face tensed, and he reluctantly left the bedroom. Huo Yan placed the hot water bag wrapped in a towel next to Gu Weimian's feet, keeping a distance between them to ensure that her feet could get the warmth from the bag while also ensuring that she would not get burned by it. When I lifted a corner of the quilt, I saw Gu Weiman, who was n...
The towel was handed to Huo Yan. The man wrapped the hot water bottle with the towel, tested the temperature with the back of his hand, then lifted the quilt and prepared to put it in.
Just as he pinched a corner of the quilt, he frowned and looked at Leng Rui behind him: "What are you still doing here?"
Leng Rui sensed Huo Yan's surprise, his face tensed, and he reluctantly left the bedroom.
Huo Yan placed the hot water bag wrapped in a towel next to Gu Weimian's feet, keeping a distance between them to ensure that her feet could get the warmth from the bag while also ensuring that she would not get burned by it.
When I lifted a corner of the quilt, I saw Gu Weiman, who was not sleeping well and stretched his legs out again.
Gu Weimian is 166cm tall, which is not short among girls, but it seems that everything about her is smaller than others.
I originally thought she was just thin, but it turns out her feet are also very, very small.
It looked like her feet could just fit into his palm and be controlled by him.
Not only small, but also white.
There are no scars or calluses on his feet, and you can tell at a glance that he has never suffered any hardship since childhood.
Such a pair of small feet whose artistic beauty is greater than their practical effect makes Huo Yan doubt whether they can really support the weight of a person?
"Hmm..." Gu Weimian seemed to feel a hint of coolness and curled up his feet.
Like a frightened kitten, it hid in its own nest.
Huo Yan was still holding a corner of the quilt in one hand. For some reason, he stood there motionless in a daze.
He is obviously a person with clear goals and few distractions. I don't know how these messy thoughts just now got into his mind.
But he always felt that these thoughts were a little...embarrassing to talk about.
Just when Huo Yan fell into self-doubt for a few seconds, Gu Weimian made another movement. She turned over and grabbed the quilt, which happened to press down Huo Yan's hand.
Huo Yan seemed to have touched a ball of fire and was about to pull his hand out immediately.
But as soon as he moved his hand, he saw Gu Weimian's eyelashes tremble and he opened his eyes.
The four eyes met, so close.
Huo Yan: “…”
His face was frozen.
If we were to ask what he did, it was just to fill a hot water bottle for Gu Weimian...
But will Gu Weimian believe it?
Thinking of the countless disgusted looks from Gu Weiman and the countless unhappy partings in the past, his heart sank.
No matter what, Gu Weimian would never listen to his explanation.
The final result was that the eldest lady lost her temper and walked away, which was something he had already gotten used to.
"You...you're back?"
Gu Weiman was a little sleepy and rubbed his eyes. His voice was a little hoarse as if he had just woken up.
Huo Yan looked at Gu Weimian in surprise.
The tone... did not show any fear, disgust or evasion. Rather, it sounded like a sleeping wife being woken up by her husband who came back from overtime work in the middle of the night, and the husband casually greeted her.
To call her a wife… isn’t that intimate.
More like an old friend, but friend? Or old friend?
Huo Yan's heart was beating a little faster.
Gu Weimian belatedly realized that something seemed to be pressing under him and lowered his head in confusion.
The lines on the man's handsome face were tense.
"Oh... sorry." Gu Weimian moved his body away.
When she raised her eyes, she saw Huo Yan with a blank expression, not knowing how to react.
Huo Yan stood there in a daze. Gu Weimian... wasn't he angry?
She didn't hate it the most when I touched her, like that kiss in the afternoon...
Gu Weimian didn't know what Huo Yan was thinking. She was still in a daze. She realized belatedly that she was lying on the bed in the room. She scratched her hair and said, "Hey, why am I on the bed?"
She clearly remembered that she was waiting on the sofa just now. Could it be that because she was too sleepy, she ran directly to Huo Yan's bed and fell asleep?
Gu Weiman concentrated on thinking.
"You're awake now, but why aren't you coming down?" The man's voice was cold, interrupting Gu Weiman's thoughts.
Gu Weimian was startled, uttered an "oh" in a muffled voice, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed silently.
"I didn't want to sleep in your bed."
Maybe she felt it was too cold...
Huo Yan was silent, and his silence made him look even colder and harder.