The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian pursed her lips and smiled, "Isn't this play "The Demon Prince"... uh, "Falling in Love with Me", I think... you are not the Demon Prince, you are the evil dragon.

Ning Quruo's face immediately showed a bit of unhappiness, "Why am I not a prince anymore?"

Is there any prince more handsome than him in this world?

Gu Weimian chuckled.

She looked softly, "No matter how you look at it, the evil dragon who has been waiting for the princess and never left is much cuter than the prince who has been adventuring outside but can't find the princess, right?"

Ning Quruo thought about it and it seemed that it was indeed...

Apart from anything else, he actually let his princess be taken away by the evil dragon. This prince was too useless.

"I can be the prince who always waits for the princess."

There seems to be resentment towards the role of the prince...

Gu Weimian inexplicably felt that Ning Quruo was quite cute. ơɱ

She smiled and said, "Why don't you like evil dragons?"

Ning Quruo pursed her lips, remained silent for a few seconds, and whispered, "No matter how powerful the evil dragon is, the princess will still leave with the prince in the end."

Gu Weimian's heart suddenly tightened when she saw Ning Quruo's serious and somewhat disappointed expression.

She raised her hand and hesitated.

Slowly placed it on Ning Quruo's head.

Then he kneaded it vigorously.

"Hey!" Ning Quruo raised his eyes and glared at Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian also looked helpless.

At that moment, I really wanted to hug this poor "evil dragon". What should I do? !

I feel really bad!

She took a breath and explained patiently, "In reality, is there any prince who is more handsome, richer and more powerful than this evil dragon like you?"

Ning Quruo frowned and thought carefully.

"Maybe not."

Those peers are so stupid.

Gu Weimian pursed her lips and smiled, "Then what are you worried about?"

Ning Quruo nodded, "That's right."

Kanade is so confident!

Gu Weimian narrowed her eyes with a smile and waved to the man: "Let's go."

Ning Quruo pursed her lips in grievance and said in a muffled voice, "Well..."

Gu Weimian smiled and turned around.

Not far away, the fiery red Ferrari made people bleed under the setting sun.

She approached the car and raised an eyebrow at the man standing in front of the car, "I didn't expect Mr. Duan to be old-hearted."

Old man Duan Qianchuan: "..."

My knees hurt.

To be honest, he is just thirty this year, which is the golden age of men. He is really not old!

He sighed and said softly, "It's a good color for my friend. Let's hope for good luck."

Good luck?

Gu Weimian thinks this statement...

"It's very good. It suits the taste of middle-aged and elderly people."

Duan Qianchuan was also helpless.

He opened the car door and said, "Please."

Gu Weimian glanced at the man's dark expression, shrugged, and got in the car.

Are the hearts of middle-aged and older men more fragile?

The car door closes.

Gu Weimian looked out the window through the car window. Ning Quruo still stood there and stared at her motionless.

Such a pitiful look...

Gu Weimian sighed.

She moved the window and whispered to the man, "The results will be out tomorrow, right? I'll accompany you to the hospital."

Ning Quruo's eyes suddenly lit up, like black glass, shining brightly in the sunlight.

"Yeah." He nodded.

Gu Weimian smiled slightly and moved the car window up again.

Turning around, he saw Duan Qianchuan talking on the phone.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What happened?"

The man calmly put down his phone and said, "Make a reservation at the restaurant."