The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Feeling the hand stroking his scalp pause, Gu Weimian grumbled a little dissatisfied. The man lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Weiman's little face which was gradually falling into sleep, with a dark wave surging in his eyes. Huo Yan's heart tightened when he saw her like this, and he called her in a low voice, "Weiwei?" Gu Weimian seemed to have heard nothing, "It's not my fault...
Feeling the hand stroking his scalp pause, Gu Weimian grumbled a little dissatisfied.
After a while, the hands began to pinch gently again.
The man lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Weiman's little face which was gradually falling into sleep, with a dark wave surging in his eyes.
This was the first time she completely relaxed in his arms, to the point that...
He glanced at his lower body and saw that she was leaning directly against him.
Tight and uncomfortable.
The man really wanted to take her right here without caring about anything!
Lin Zhiyun forced himself to take several laps on the half-hour drive, which turned into more than an hour.
Lin Zhiyun was not tired, he was just afraid that if Huo Yan continued to hold it in, either his body would be damaged or he would become mentally abnormal!
But...his mind was not normal...
When he was about to go back, the man felt the person in his arms suddenly tremble.
Huo Yan thought that Gu Weiman had woken up, so he raised his hand and touched Gu Weiman's face.
Her face was soaked without her knowing.
Huo Yan frowned.
"Weiwei?" He called Gu Weimian in a low voice.
Gu Weimian hugged him tightly, "...It's not my fault...It's not my fault."
Huo Yan nervously lifted up Gu Weimian's face.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes had not opened yet. Tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, as if she was trapped in a nightmare.
Huo Yan's heart tightened when he saw her like this, and he called her in a low voice, "Weiwei?"
Gu Weimian seemed to have heard nothing, "It's not my fault... don't blame me..."
As she spoke, two more tears flowed from her tightly closed eyes.
Huo Yan's eyes darkened little by little, and every line on his face was cold, but his movements were gentle. He hugged her tightly and whispered to her, "I don't blame you. I won't blame you."
Gu Weimian sobbed, "Don't blame me."
"I don't blame you. I know this is not your fault..." The man stroked her back gently.
It took a while before Gu Weiman fell asleep peacefully again.
Huo Yan was holding Gu Weiman in his arms, his whole body as stiff as a statue, his brows gloomy and his face as dark as water.
Lin Zhiyun parked the car at Longshi Villa.
The car stopped for a while and Gu Weimian was fine.
Gu Weiman woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and climbed down from the man's body like a lazy cat.
She yawned lazily and looked normal.
Seeing Gu Weimian lazily getting out of the car and walking towards the elevator, the man's expression relaxed slightly.
But Gu Weimian suddenly stopped.
She looked back, her eyes fixed on the collar of the man's black coat.
The two were silent for a moment, staring at each other.
Gu Weimian looked puzzled, "What is this?"
The man lowered his eyes, as if he was looking at the puddle of water next to his collar. After two seconds, the man said in a calm voice, "Your saliva."
These four words shocked Gu Weimian so much that his eyes widened.
saliva?!
She quickly touched her mouth and found no trace of saliva around it.
Gu Weimian looked at the shadow on Huo Yan's coat, but there was indeed...
Huo Yan had already pushed his wheelchair into the elevator.
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laboratory.
Gu Weiman was distracted the whole night, immersed in the horrible fact that she had left the man's saliva all over her while she slept.
She always thought she slept well, and no one had ever told her that she drooled while sleeping.