The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian's face started to feel hot when he saw him.

She felt very uncomfortable and raised her hand to push the man away, "Hey!...Can I go?"

Huo Yan frowned and whispered: "Please tell me clearly what made you feel bad."

Gu Weimian's chest felt tight. She had already said she was in a bad mood, but she just didn't want to say it.

The man still insisted on forcing her to say it.

In other words, even if he bullied her, she was helpless and couldn't resist him.

“Free speech, isn’t it?”

The man raised his eyebrows.

In the context of the general environment, yes.

"I'm afraid not in front of me."

Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows angrily, "Do you have any privileges?"

Huo Yan looked at her casually: "What do you think?"

Although it is the most basic right of human beings, when faced with strong power, if a person does not have the power to protect himself, then the final outcome can only be compromise.

Gu Weimian was so angry that his chest hurt.

She was angry because Huo Yan was telling the truth.

The man looked down at her, "Besides... you also took a photo of me. Although it is not a violent injury, the mental damage to me is no less than the physical damage."

Gu Weimian: "...hurt?"

"Isn't it true? If I took off my clothes, took a set of photos of you, and threatened you with these photos, you wouldn't feel any harm?"

Gu Weimian was silent for a while.

This matter is indeed a bit excessive.

But that also depends on who is right...

"Even if I don't take it off, you should have finished taking it off yourself just now." She said dullly.

She just helped.

Huo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do I still have to thank you?"

Gu Weimian's voice became lower and lower: "Mr. Huo is too polite."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a heat in her waist, and the man's hot hands had already clasped around her waist.

And his other hand bound her two hands.

The silver needle in his hand was taken away by the man.

"It's better for me to keep such a dangerous thing for you for the time being."

Gu Weimian's heart tightened and she felt regretful.

I really shouldn't have wasted my time just to take pictures of the man.

Now she had truly become a piece of meat on a chopping board, allowing herself to be slaughtered by the man in front of her.

She felt that the man's hot palm slowly moved upward, and the T-shirt was gradually lifted up by the man.

Further up is...

She looked at Huo Yan nervously.

I even once doubted whether the man did it on purpose.

He didn't want to hear what she said about those letters.

If Huo Yan really had as deep feelings for Gu Weimian as he showed, why would he choose to marry Gu Yuzhu?

From beginning to end, she was just being teased.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Mr. Huo, really, do you have a deviant fetish?"

Some people just like deformed things, disabled, mutilated faces, or bodies, which will arouse strong interest in these people.

Apart from this reason, Gu Weimian really couldn't think of anything else.

Combined with the enigmatic aesthetic of men.

It's really not impossible.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the man's jaw tightened in her sight.

But she closed her eyes, "Do you need me to take off the bandage? Will that make you feel more stimulated?"

Under the bandage is a face that ordinary people simply cannot accept.

She raised her hand and slowly reached it to the back of her head.

A few seconds.

The man spoke slowly: "Even if you take off the bandage, I will not stop."