The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

After Ao Qijun untied the takeout bag, he kept sitting there, looking in the direction of Gu Weimian for a moment.

Except for the noise coming from Gu Weimian, the room was eerily quiet.

Gu Weimian also gradually calmed down, and she realized that Ao Qijun didn't want to communicate with her at all.

This kind of Ao Qijun is much more cowardly than the one in the previous life.

In the previous life, Ao Qijun was able to open her body and disembowel her belly, and he could still chat and laugh with her, taking it for granted.

She closed her eyes, stopped struggling pointlessly, and waited for other effective opportunities.

Gu Weimian stopped talking, but Ao Qijun couldn't sit still.

Gu Weimian felt her mouth loosen and she could speak.

"Help!" Gu Weimian shouted immediately, "Help!"

Ao Qijun half-crouched in front of her, watching her shouting without any intention of stopping her.

Gu Weimian also noticed something was wrong after shouting a few times.

It was too quiet, not just in this room, but in the entire environment. Although it was the early 21st century, Mingzhu City was still considered the economic center of China, and there were still a few cars at night.

But she couldn't hear any cars coming and going in this place, let alone the sound of horns.

As for other sounds emitted by human activities around her, there were none at all. Instead, she could vaguely hear the sound of water.

"This is an island..."

Ao Qijun pulled his lips and smiled, and there was finally a glimmer of light in his dark eyes.

Gu Weimian looked at the takeout on the small table again, "Where can you get takeout on the island?"

Either it is an island with relatively complete supporting facilities inhabited by many people, or someone sent supplies to the island not long ago, including this takeaway.

She couldn't help but start to wonder, did the supply ship come to the island at a fixed time every day?

If that was the case, she might consider the supply ship.

Ao Qijun's deep voice sounded in the bungalow, "The supply ship has left and will not come back for the next month."

Gu Weimian's eyelashes trembled slightly and he raised his eyes to look at Ao Qijun.

Ao Qijun smiled. He didn't know if it was because of the incandescent light, but his face looked a little pale.

Gu Weimian lowered his head, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

Ao Qijun didn't care. He pulled the small table in front of Gu Weimian, added a shrimp dumpling, and brought it to Gu Weimian's mouth.

Gu Weimian frowned, becoming more and more confused.

Although she was very hungry, she had no appetite at all in such an environment.

She also didn't have any trust in the man in front of her, and instead wondered if she had put something in the food.

When Ao Qijun saw that Gu Weimian refused to eat, he did not speak to persuade her, but the hand holding the chopsticks remained motionless, as if he was silently arguing about something.

There was a very strange stalemate between the two people.

Gu Weimian was getting more and more strange. She also knew that Ao Qijun could not tell the truth to her, so she was too lazy to talk to Ao Qijun and simply closed her eyes.

Just after closing his eyes, Gu Weimian felt the shrimp dumplings touch his mouth.

The smell of food hit her nose.

She frowned subconsciously and turned her face away.

Ao Qijun was even more paranoid in his behavior, and the shrimp dumpling almost followed him everywhere.

Gu Weimian gradually became angry and simply ate the shrimp dumplings in one bite.

The moment Ao Qijun retracted his chopsticks, Gu Weimian spat out the shrimp dumplings directly on Ao Qijun's face.