The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

What kind of face is this?

It had been completely burned, like a wax statue that had melted away.

Even my eyeballs are about to fall off.

Her stomach was churning.

When Huo Yan lowered his body and gently placed a kiss on the ice coffin, close to Gu Weimian's face.

This feeling reached its peak.

Huo Yan raised his eyes and looked at her, wondering why he didn't come over.

Gu Weimian seemed to be immobilized and could only stand there in shock.

When the man saw Gu Weimian's pale face, his expression darkened.

"come over."

Gu Weimian shook his head.

The man pulled her over and pressed her onto the ice coffin.

"Didn't you say that she was kind to you? What are you doing now? Are you afraid to look at her anymore?"

Gu Weimian endured the nausea rising in her stomach and struggled to turn her face away.

"Are you a pervert?"

She felt a sting on her cheek, which was soon numbed by the ice.

The man approached her,

"What about the gratitude you promised? Now that I see her face, everything has disappeared? Huh?"

Gu Weimian felt that his arm was about to be broken by the man.

And that ferocious and terrifying burned face was getting closer and closer to her.

Across the ice, Gu Weimian felt like he was about to kiss that face.

She didn't even dare to speak for fear of spitting on the ice coffin.

But her silence only intensified the strength of the man's hand.

Gu Weimian reluctantly opened her mouth.

"Are you being respectful? How could Gu Weimian want others to see her in such a horrible state?!"

She's going crazy, okay!

too disgusting!

Huo Yan's voice was cold,

"She's not disgusting.

Gu Weimian was almost dizzy.

"Hurry up and collect the ice coffin and bury it!"

"It's not your turn to make the decision here!"

"It's not your turn to make the decision here!" Gu Weimian retorted to the man immediately, "Who do you think she is, a relative, a lover, or a friend? You shouldn't be in charge of the funeral, right?"

"Then who should take care of it? Her relatives are all dead."

"Isn't there Ao Qijun?" Gu Weimian's face became twisted and hideous in pain, "He is Gu Weimian's fiancé, right? Did the explosion in the clinic kill him? If not, let him take care of it!"

The brain is buzzing.

Gu Weimian felt that his soul and body were being torn apart.

This face must be so disgusting.

She couldn't stay any longer.

Behind her, Huo Yan's hand moved for a moment, allowing her to take a breath.

The man lowered his voice and said slowly,

"She does have a fiancé."

Gu Weimian's chest rose and fell,

"Isn't that great?"

"He is indeed not dead."

Gu Weimian was startled.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her,

"How do you know...the clinic exploded?"

Gu Weimian felt a chill in his heart.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

The man approached her, his dark phoenix eyes were like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved.

"No one knew about the explosion in the clinic, and no one knew that... Ao Qijun was there at that time."

Gu Weimian's heart almost stopped.

Before Huo Yan could say anything else, her vision went dark and she fainted.

…

When Gu Weimian woke up again, it was still dark outside.

She felt that her body was sticky and she seemed to have sweated a lot.

I feel cold all over again.

Unspeakably uncomfortable.

She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

In his sight were Huo Yan's handsome face with profound features and the hand with clear joints that the man stretched out.