Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

He just looked at her like that and said nothing.

A pair of eyes that were separated by mist, perhaps illuminated by the warm yellow street lights tonight, looked intoxicating. When she looked into his eyes, she seemed to be attracted by a vortex.

The lights were bright and his eyes were dazzling than the stars.

Sheng Xia Ye fell in love at a glance, the little deer in her heart rushed wildly, and she couldn't help but blush.

She looked away from his face, trying to calm herself down, but he fell to the side as if he was boneless, and she had to hold his waist.

The man's waist was thin, and the touch felt solid and hot, like a soldering iron, burning her palm instantly.

On a midsummer night, my heartbeat was erratic again.

Before she could let go, Gu Fengchen's eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly grabbed her waist and pushed her under the lamp pole.

Pedestrians were sparse, the breeze was gentle, and the bells of Times Square were ringing in the distance. At one o'clock in the morning, the spotlights on the top of the building shot out thousands of miles, and the light hit the side of his face. He was so handsome that he raised his neck in the midsummer night and stared intently.

Looking at his face, you can't find any flaws.

The smell of alcohol was suffused on his face, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom.

But the scorching gaze fixed on her face made her heart beat.

"Gu Fengchen, you drank too much." She whispered.

He didn't answer, and the hand on her waist tightened a little. At the same time, he leaned forward, his thin lips stopped just a few feet away from her, and his eyes silently followed the outline of her face.

Depicting, from her beautiful eyes, to the round and upturned tip of her nose, and then to her lips.

Her heart beat like a drum.

He raised his eyes again and looked into her eyes.

Without speaking, his eyes seemed to be asking for her opinion.

On a midsummer night, her heartbeat was stuck in her throat, and her heart was about to fly out. Her hands hanging by her sides clenched the hem of her clothes slightly, staring at him, but her words seemed to be zipped up, unable to open her mouth.

He probably took it as her acquiescence, and with his slender fingers with distinct bones, he pinched her chin and covered her thin lips.

In an instant, the world was spinning.

It was a feeling she couldn't describe.

When one against one hundred was defeated at the base and the heavy trophy was obtained, I was scarred and my heart beat wildly;

She tested the poison on her body in the laboratory, and the cells in her body were on the verge of explosion for two days and two nights. The toxicity occasionally occurred, and her heart was sometimes thrown into the clouds, and then fell into hell. The feeling was stimulating and shocking.

She still remembers all the moments when her emotions reached their peak.

But the feeling at this moment is completely different from those.

His lips are soft.

The fragrant aroma of wine spread between her lips and teeth, which was more intoxicating than tasting it herself.

She recalled what the bartender said just now, "I saw that in this gentleman's address book, apart from 'Grandpa', the only person he has contacted the most is you. I felt that he was hurt by love, so I tried my luck to see if you were the person involved.

To relieve his urgent needs."

His tall figure cast a large shadow, shrouding her in it.

The refreshing woody perfume, which only belonged to him, was blown around her by the wind and refused to go away. Her vision was blurred by the wind, and she saw his closed eyes when he kissed her passionately.

Slowly, she closed her eyes, hugged his waist and responded...

The street lights lengthened the figures of the two people, and the night became longer.

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"Bletilla striata."

Unconsciously, the next morning came, and the morning light entered the apartment. Gu Fengchen woke up from a hangover, but when he went to the living room, his assistant was nowhere to be seen.

I could vaguely hear the vibrating sound of my cell phone.

Gu Fengchen came to the sofa and saw his mobile phone charging on the coffee table, and his thick eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

On the other end of the phone, Bai Ji apologized: "Mr. Gu, something happened at my hometown last night. I came back overnight to deal with it. Now I'm taking a bus to the city. I may not be able to pick you up."

Gu Fengchen was silent for a while, Bai Ji was so frightened.

He knew that Mr. Gu was most annoyed by being late.

Just as he was trembling with fear and preparing to cut his flesh and let Mr. Gu punish him with a bonus, he heard his voice, "So you really weren't the one who sent me home last night?"

"Send you home?" Bai Ji was stunned for a moment, then denied, "It's not me, Mr. Gu. I haven't seen you since you left the company yesterday. What happened to you last night?"

Gu Fengchen ignored him and hung up the phone.

If it was Baiji, knowing his habit of only charging in the study, he would definitely not charge his mobile phone in the living room. Realizing something, he opened the call history.

After buying breakfast on a midsummer night and waiting by the car for a long time, Gu Fengchen went downstairs.

She waved to him from a distance, "Morning."

She knew his commuting time, and it was almost time to get up at this time, so she didn't go upstairs again after buying breakfast. She stayed in his guest room last night. There was an emergency, and there was no one else at home, so she was really worried about what would happen if she left.

It will be easier to take care of him if he becomes unwell.

It turned out that she was worried too much.

After returning home, he fell asleep and never got up.

Today he was wearing a dark blue handmade custom-made suit, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs. He walked with that cold and stunning face. The air around him seemed to be a little afraid of him, and it became colder.

Why did it become like this again?

Midsummer Night handed him a breakfast, "How's it going? You still haven't woken up from the wine, are you not feeling well?"

She thought he didn't look good.

Gu Fengchen shook his head and did not take the breakfast. He sat in the car alone and got in the car with him on Midsummer Night.

Seeing the two people coming out of the apartment one after another, the driver showed a meaningful smile and handed him the breakfast on Midsummer Night, "Uncle, he doesn't want to eat, don't waste it. Please help me digest it later."

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The driver thanked him and looked at Gu Fengchen's cold face in the endoscope, feeling a little confused.

Didn't Ms. Sheng spend the night with her husband in the apartment last night? Logically speaking, the relationship between the two of them should have improved by leaps and bounds, but why did the husband still have a straight face, as if he was not in a good mood?

While driving, I glanced at him from time to time on a midsummer night.

The early morning sunlight penetrated into the car, and his sharp jawline softened. Midsummer Night lowered his voice and asked him, "Do you still remember what happened last night?"

He frowned.

She looked at the driver in front of her who was driving seriously, pursed her lips, and moved closer to him, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

She didn't know whether that was the original owner's first kiss.

But it's her own.

He can't let things go without saying anything. He should give himself an explanation.

She looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Gu Fengchen did not turn his head to look at her. Today's weather was uncertain. The sun turned to the other hemisphere at the next fork in the road. In the suddenly overcast carriage, his voice was slightly cold, and he said without any warmth: "

I don’t remember, I’m a bad drinker, everything I do when I’m drunk is unintended, don’t take it seriously.”

The hope in Midsummer Night's eyes was extinguished bit by bit at this moment.

Shock, confusion, and finally the anger that filled her chest, all kinds of emotions rushed over her at once. She looked at him, her whole body in a state of aphasia.

He turned his head and looked at him, and asked calmly: "Did I do anything that was too far away? If so, I can apologize to you."