The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

After a while, even the roar of the motor disappeared.

He coughed lightly,

"Mr. Huo, would you like to get in the car?"

The man was still sitting where he was, his whole body stiff as a statue.

Seeing the man like this, Lin Zhiyun wanted to shed tears of sympathy for the man again.

It’s so miserable!

…

When Gu Weimian and Ning Quruo returned to the hotel, it was already past two o'clock in the night.

There was silence in the corridor.

The whole hotel was silent.

It seemed like they were the only two people left.

They each walked to the door of the hotel room.

When Ning Quruo took out the room card, he hesitated.

He glanced at Gu Weimian. (audience)

Gu Weimian felt Ning Quruo's focused gaze, raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of the man, "What's wrong?"

Ning Quruo's lips tightened slightly.

A few seconds.

When Gu Weimian was still about to ask questions, Ning Quruo suddenly walked towards her.

Under the dim hotel lights, the man hugged her.

His arms wrapped her whole body tightly in his arms.

His head lowered and buried on Gu Weimian's shoulder.

Silent.

Gu Weimian was startled, a softness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to touch Ning Quruo's head.

Nor did he say anything.

Just her hand caressing Ning Quruo's head.

He stood for a long time.

Gu Weimian's feet were sore.

Ning Quruo has no intention of letting go yet.

She stopped touching Ning Quruo's head.

When he put it down, he shook his arm.

I always feel like Ning Quruo has grown taller?

Does the Yangxin Pill not only nourish the heart, but also the growth?

It was so tiring to keep raising my hands like this!

Ning Quruo raised his head from her shoulder and glanced at Gu Weimian resentfully.

Gu Weimian: "...Okay, okay, go back to sleep."

She has opened the hotel door.

Ning Quruo grabbed Gu Weimian.

"what happened again?"

Gu Weimian raised her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her who was already a head taller than her.

Ning Quruo pursed her lips.

It took a long time before I slowly uttered a sentence,

"Sister, I'm sorry, I said nothing to you."

Gu Weimian smiled slightly, not caring very much, raised her hand and touched his head again, messing up his hair.

“Improve it next time.”

Ning Quruo glanced at Gu Weimian hesitantly.

"Aren't you going to give me a good beating to vent your anger?"

When Gu Weimian heard this, he seemed to be reminded of something and touched his chin.

"This really speaks to my heart. I really want to beat you up."

She put her hands on her hips and glanced at Ning Quruo angrily.

Ning Quruo's face with profound features wrinkled up, and the corners of her lips turned slightly downward.

"Go beat me up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands.

Gu Weimian tilted his head and raised his hand to hit.

But Ning Quruo suddenly took his hand back.

She was startled,

"What's wrong?"

"Wait a moment." Ning Quruo turned around, quickly returned to the door of his room, and opened the door with the card.

Gu Weimian's brows furrowed.

What are you doing here?

She chased after him curiously, wanting to take a look.

But I saw the man running out quickly again.

Holding a small ruler in his hand.

He handed the ruler into Gu Weimian's hand and said, "Use this to hit me. It won't hurt."

"How come this doesn't hurt?"

This is much more painful than hitting her directly with her hands.

After saying this, her voice suddenly stopped, she raised her eyes and took a deep look at Ning Quruo.