The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She was also the girl who had been possessed by Gu Weimian in her previous dreams.

Her eyelashes twitched.

Huo Yan's deep voice was heard as he continued,

"Or, you don't want to hear it at all?"

Gu Weimian immediately said,

"I want to hear it."

She pursed her lips, slowed down her voice, and said solemnly again,

"Let's go back."

This time, she wanted to hear about Xiao Zhen from Huo Yan's mouth.

Duan Xishen's face was ashen and he could only watch helplessly as Gu Weimian got into Huo Yan's car.

He felt very uneasy.

Not just because of the decision Gu Weimian made.

In the end, Huo Yan was chosen between the two of them.

In Weiwei's eyes, as a father, his status is indeed inferior to Huo Yan.

He was even more frightened by Huo Yan's expression just now.

He was a man, and he understood the meaning of that expression only too well.

That's the look of a predator.

It was an expression that was so depressing that it was almost unbearable.

His heart tightened.

…

The atmosphere in the black Rolls-Royce Phantom was silent.

Huo Yan wrapped the blanket tightly around Gu Weimian's body, and at the same time took a towel and wiped Gu Weimian's hair.

The wet hair kept brushing against the man's palm.

But today, Gu Weimian was extremely well-behaved...and fragile.

His eyes fell on the small section of the girl's neck where the black hair was entangled and became increasingly white. There were also a few strands that went around the girl's earlobes.

Against the background of the hair, the skin behind the ears is astonishingly white.

Gu Weimian felt the man's body tense and did not dare to speak.

Rough fingertips traced her scalp.

Strangely, the man's hand seemed to fall on her neck and behind her ears several times.

A tingling sensation.

But... I just accidentally touched it while wiping my hair.

Just as she was thinking this, her earlobe was touched.

Half of Gu Weimian's body was numb.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man.

The man looked down at her, his dark eyes unable to distinguish his emotions.

"What's wrong?"

The deep voice penetrated her ears with strong magnetism.

A blush appeared on Gu Weimian's face,

"fine."

She raised her hand to stop Huo Yan's movement.

"It's almost done, I'm fine."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was held by the man.

The next second, she fell into the man's arms.

The man lowered his head and buried his face in her shoulder.

The voice was a little suppressed,

"Weiwei."

Hot breath blew against her ears.

Her body was aroused with an inexplicable heat, and she subconsciously wanted to break away.

But the body was tightly bound.

"Weiwei."

He called again.

She didn't know if it was Gu Weimian's illusion, but she always felt that the man's eyes were on her ears at the moment, hot and focused.

It was as if he wanted to swallow her ears.

"Ayan, please give me the towel."

The man's eyes were heavy and he looked straight into Gu Weimian's eyes.

He raised his hand and wrapped the towel around Gu Weimian's neck.

It was as if a chain was put around Gu Weimian's neck.

Then he pulled her closer.

The man tilted his head.

His eyes had fallen on her earlobes.

The hairs on Gu Weimian's body almost stood up.

Those just now were not illusions!

"Huo Yan!"

She raised her voice.

The man's movements paused.

The two exchanged a look.

"Just a kiss, huh?"

In a groveling tone, with pleading.