The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Immediately afterwards, Gu Weimian felt a tearing pain in his back, and his whole body tensed up. "Stop it if you can't stand it anymore." Upon hearing this, Gu Weimian bit her lips tightly and did not scream out again. Gu Weimian smiled weakly, "I won't." The man leaned over and kissed Gu Weimian's hair, "I'm starting, count down three, two, one.
Huo Yan felt uneasy, but his deep voice was soothing, "I'll start.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Weimian felt a tearing pain in his back, and his whole body tensed up.
"Stop it if you can't stand it anymore."
Upon hearing this, Gu Weimian bit her lips tightly and did not scream out again.
Huo Yan looked at the stubborn woman and felt so distressed that he dared not stop.
One minute seemed as long as a century.
But Gu Weimian never called out.
Her fingers were deeply buried in the quilt, and in such a short time, her body was completely soaked.
What Huo Yan fears most is Gu Weiman's tolerance.
The longer she remained silent, the heavier his heart became.
If it were any other girl, he could still find out their condition from their screams, but Gu Weimian...
I wonder who she takes after this bad temper?
But...if Gu Weimian didn't have such a bad temper, he probably wouldn't have fallen to this point.
So, I guess we can only say that we deserve all this.
The man stopped.
Gu Weimian was in so much pain that he almost fainted. "Is it done?"
The man frowned: "There is one last piece of gauze."
It was the gauze applied on Gu Weimian's wound, and it was also the one that was most entangled with the wound.
It originally needed to be fixed with a bandage, but now it has almost grown into Gu Weimian's flesh. Even though all the bandages have been removed, the gauze remains motionless.
Even Gu Weimian was scared at this moment.
The man stroked her hair and said, "If it hurts too much, just bite me."
One last time.
Gu Weimian smiled weakly, "I won't."
The man leaned over and kissed Gu Weimian's hair, "I'm starting, count down three, two, one.
Gu Weimian nodded.
"Three, two, one..."
With a hissing sound.
Gu Weimian bounced up and down like a fish with a broken spine.
She didn't bite Huo Yan, but she bit the pillow underneath her tightly.
When Huo Yan saw this, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
There was no time for him to hesitate. He tore off the entire piece of gauze quickly and neatly, and blood almost immediately gushed out of the wound.
Gu Weimian's tense body fell down again, gasping for breath, and he looked like a dead fish.
She slowly opened her mouth and tasted the blood in her mouth.
She had bitten her tongue too hard.
Huo Yan lowered his eyes to look at Gu Weiman. Her hair was stuck together due to sweat, and some of it hung on her neck.
Perhaps because of the pain, her face was pale, as white as a flawless piece of jade. Her lips were also pale, with a trace of bright red blood on her flesh-pink lips.
It's so miserable and unbearable to watch.
She was unaware of her current appearance, and instead smiled at him, "Nice craftsmanship."
The man felt that his soul was shattered into ashes after hearing Gu Weiman's words.
What a bad temper!
His palms itched and he really wanted to beat this person up and teach her what it meant to take care of her body!
A sneer appeared on his face unconsciously. "Do I need you to tell me whether my cooking skills are good or not?"
Now Gu Weimian is not so afraid of Huo Yan's cold face. Although his tone is bad, his actions are always gentle and meticulous.
She chuckled, "I just experienced Mr. Huo's service myself. How many people in this world can be served like this by Mr. Huo? Mr. Huo himself may not be able to do it. Practice makes perfect. Only those who have experienced it personally can have the right to speak."
Huo Yan had a hint of anger on his face, and he laughed out of anger, "Why, do you want to come a few more times?"
Gu Weimian had a feeling that Huo Yan was in some danger. She coughed lightly and said, "That..."
"Hmm?" The man said as he pushed Gu Weimian back.
In just a short while, the wound on Gu Weimian's back broke open again.
His face grew darker.
"I definitely didn't mean that." Gu Weimian was unusually obedient.
"I believe you..." The man's voice was calm and dull, like the D major key of a cello, and it came into her ears from behind.
Gu Weimian gradually relaxed.
"It's impossible not to get hurt." Huo Yan added the second half of the sentence.
Gu Weimian: “…”
She was stunned for a second before she realized what Huo Yan had just said. She subconsciously wanted to argue for herself, but after pondering for a moment, she actually felt a little guilty.
She opened her mouth, but the man interrupted her, "Don't talk."