The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Huo Yan saw the expression on Gu Weimian's face and roughly guessed what Gu Weimian was thinking. She lowered her head to drink her porridge, "Nothing." Huo Yan pulled her over and moved Gu Weimian and the chair towards him. The man's hot breath sprayed on her face: "Speak." Gu Weimian wanted to stand up uncomfortably, "It's really okay." But the man grabbed her shoulders and pressed her down on the chair: "You can only leave after you explain clearly." He looked at Gu Weimian's conflicted expre...
Gu Weimian took another look and there was really nothing but porridge.
A trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes... It seemed that her taste had been spoiled by the man these days. She had always been so extravagant before, with the chef from Fumanlou cooking for her every day. It was really hard for her to go back to basics all of a sudden.
Huo Yan saw the expression on Gu Weimian's face and roughly guessed what Gu Weimian was thinking. He felt a little helpless and a little funny, "You can't eat too much now."
Gu Weimian hadn't eaten anything since lunch yesterday, and now her spleen and stomach simply couldn't stand eating too much indigestible food at one time.
Gu Weimian said "oh" when he heard that, but didn't force it.
After all, he is not just a teenager anymore, and he won't get angry over a little appetite.
Gu Weimian picked up the bowl and started drinking. A question had been lingering in her mind, but she found it difficult to open her mouth to ask it, so she remained silent for a while.
Huo Yan soon noticed Gu Weiman's dullness.
"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?"
His expression was stern when he spoke, but he was actually shaken in his heart. It was indeed too hard to swallow just this plain porridge.
Gu Weimian quickly shook his head.
In fact, although white porridge is just plain white porridge, it is still delicious.
The person who made the porridge has first-class skills. It should be made by using green glutinous rice and simmering it over a slow fire. The porridge is thick and fragrant, and melts in your mouth.
Huo Yan lowered his eyes to look at Wei Mian, "Then why?"
Gu Weimian looked at the man's handsome and profound features, her ears burning hot. She lowered her head to drink her porridge, "Nothing."
Huo Yan pulled her over and moved Gu Weimian and the chair towards him.
The two of them were knee to knee, forehead to forehead.
The man's hot breath sprayed on her face: "Speak."
Gu Weimian wanted to stand up uncomfortably, "It's really okay."
But the man grabbed her shoulders and pressed her down on the chair: "You can only leave after you explain clearly."
He looked at Gu Weimian's conflicted expression, his heart beating faster, his Adam's apple moving, and he forced himself to look into Gu Weimian's eyes, while at the same time not allowing Gu Weimian to escape.
Gu Weimian was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.
In my sight, I saw the man's long and thick eyelashes that looked like black wings, and his dark and deep eyes beneath his eyelashes.
The atmosphere inexplicably became ambiguous.
The man's breathing became heavier.
She retreated and he advanced.
I don’t know since when Huo Yan’s actions became more and more bold and outrageous.
Is it because of the promise she made in the car that day that made the man feel so confident?
Gu Weimian felt a little panicked, as if he had dug a huge hole for himself.
Huo Yan was not not nervous. In fact, he was extremely nervous. His heart was beating so fast that every sound in his ears faded away.
Gu Weimian felt that things were somewhat out of his control.
The man seemed to have misunderstood something.
"Um... I just want to ask, you weren't here the whole time yesterday, were you?"
Huo Yan was stunned for a moment.
After a few seconds, the man suddenly laughed, and the deep laughter shook his chest. "What are you worried about?"
He raised his eyes and asked Gu Weimian with sparkling eyes.
Gu Weimian's ears felt so hot that they were about to burn. He put on a stern face and changed the subject, "I'm staying at the old house these few days."
"The old man is not here." Isn't it more convenient for him? The man's smile deepened, but his Adam's apple moved silently.
Gu Weimian took a deep breath when he heard that and was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.
Huo Yan held her hand, feeling sorry for her anger, and explained, "I left after I sent you back last night."
Gu Weimian breathed a sigh of relief, but then he heard the man say, "I won't leave until my leg is healed."
Gu Weimian: “…”
Still want to hit someone!