The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The key is, why did Huo Yan break the seal and come after her!

She was obviously very well-behaved in this life, and she didn't do anything to irritate this man at all, okay?

But the man smiled again. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

Gu Weimian: "..."

She is not crazy, but Huo Yan is crazy...

The man suddenly lowered his head, his eyes filled with fire.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if she doesn't like it.

As long as he likes it.

Anyway, he would never be able to let go of this woman in his life.

He tried letting go.

But he knew it was impossible.

He could let go of anything but her.

The man's actions made Gu Weimian's heart tense up instantly, and the alarm sounded in his head.

Don't wait for the man to approach.

She suddenly shouted: "Grandpa!"

This cry was earth-shattering.

Huo Yan was startled, and the two looked at each other.

There is probably nothing in this world that would be more embarrassing than a woman shouting "Grandpa" when a man is kissing a woman.

Gu Weimian's "grandpa" call made Huo Yan dumbfounded.

There was silence in the room for a few seconds.

Gu Weimian pursed her lips and said with difficulty, "My grandpa will be here soon. Do you want to leave first?"

Her body moved restlessly.

Huo Yan looked at the woman speechlessly.

The man was silent for a moment and whispered, "The old man is in the Taiwan Strait."

Gu Weimian's expression, which had been relaxed for a moment, suddenly became tense again.

Grandpa is in the Taiwan Strait?

correct……

The old man has been to the Taiwan Strait since her birthday, and he hasn't come back yet.

She was really confused.

She looked at Huo Yan blankly. There was a cold smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and it was clearly written on his face with profound features: No one will save you.

Gu Weimian's heart was filled with tears.

No matter how you look at Huo Yan's painting style today, it's wrong!

What the hell!

However, the man lowered his head and approached her again.

His hot breath fanned against her cheek.

The memories buried deepest surged up, the same dark room, the same psychotic Huo Yan, and the chains...

Gu Weimian's face suddenly turned pale.

She turned away, her whole body trembling.

She forced herself to endure it, so she didn't scream.

His forehead felt cold, and Gu Weimian opened his eyes blankly.

The man pressed his forehead against hers.

Huo Yan felt Gu Weimian's confusion and suddenly smiled, "What do you think I will do to you?"

As he spoke, his hot breath blew on her nose.

Gu Weimian's eyelashes fluttered.

Before she could relax, the man swore in her ear, "There will be plenty of time in the future."

When Gu Weimian heard this, his whole body stiffened.

WTF? !

She felt that the world was fantasy.

What does it mean that there will be plenty of opportunities in the future?

…

When Gu Weimian got up the next day, he was completely confused.

She held her forehead, why did she have such a strange dream?

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw the towel falling on the pillow.

The towel carried her body temperature and was no longer so cold.

But she clearly still remembered the man changing cold towels and putting them on her forehead again and again the night before.

Gu Weimian suddenly covered his face.

So...Did Huo Yan really come yesterday? !

So... after that sentence, there will be more time...

Gu Weimian sat in a daze, what did he mean?

No way?

She shook her head, her expression blank.

This is wrong...

She had thought about Huo Yan's thighs countless times, but she had never thought about Huo Yan's body!

Although Ning Yuetong's appearance did make her feel a little uncomfortable.

But!

She still gave up the space for two people to get along with each other with great integrity!

There were countless things exploding in her mind, and before her core CPU could take a breath, the phone rang.

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment, looked around, and then saw his cell phone on the dressing table.

I don’t know who charged up my cell phone that had been turned off for several days.

A person's name popped into Gu Weimian's head.

She took a breath, quickly put the name out of her mind, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked quickly to the dressing table.

Pick up your phone.

"Hello?"

Jiang Jingchen's disgusted voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you really sick?"

Gu Weimian's nasal voice was too heavy and his voice was hoarse.

She rolled her eyes in anger, "Otherwise there are still fake ones?"

Jiang Jingchen curled his lips, "I thought you took leave and were sleeping at home."

It's not like Gu Weimian can't do this kind of thing.

Gu Weimian took a deep breath and told herself not to argue with the bastard Jiang Jingchen, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Jingchen snorted softly, "Today is the first game of the Municipal Olympiad. Are you going?"

Good night~