The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Ge Renhao trembled when he saw it.

Gu Weimian looked at him suspiciously, as if he was evaluating a spy or a traitor.

But he really didn't do anything!

Ge Renhao, who had been stabbed several times, made a sad face and reluctantly explained: "Mr. Huo probably thinks that my hands and feet are too clumsy and too careless."

Gu Weimian frowned: "You are very careful at work."

Ge Renhao was stunned for a moment, he was praised by Gu Tou!

Before the smile on his face could spread, Ge Renhao saw Huo Yan's cold gaze from the side.

His body shook.

"That...maybe..." His forehead was covered in cold sweat. How could he be so round?

"Maybe my hands are too rough. Every time I apply medicine to Mr. Huo, I always hurt Mr. Huo's delicate skin.

After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he even finished breathing, the man's cold gaze slowly focused on him again, an octave lower than before!

He shivered suddenly and was about to cry without tears.

Huo Yanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

delicate?

His skin is delicate?

What nonsense did Ge Renhao make up!

After receiving Gu Weimian's sympathetic look, Huo Yan's fire seemed to have been doused with oil, and it burned so hard that the air in the room condensed.

At the same time, the man's expression softened, and all the evil spirits in his eyes subsided, and he looked at Gu Weimian quietly: "Don't listen to his nonsense.

Gu Weimian took a deep look at Huo Yan with an "I understand" expression on his face.

She really hadn't considered the problem that Huo Yan, a young master with a delicate body, might have too delicate skin.

Ge Renhao's straightforward words hurt Huo Yan's self-esteem, right?

Gu Weimian sighed softly: "Then I'll do it."

When Huo Yan heard this, his eyes lit up and a warm smile appeared on his lips: "Yes."

Ge Renhao's tense body finally relaxed a little, and he almost fell to the ground.

Gu Weimian was stunned: "Teacher Ge, if you are too tired, go and take a rest first. I can do the rest of the experiment by myself."

She also didn't consider that Ge Renhao was a senior after all.

Ge Renhao was deeply moved.

With tears in his eyes, he watched Gu Weimian push Huo Yan's wheelchair into the elevator. It was his fault and he was helping the evildoer, and he was sending Gu Tou into the tiger's mouth with his own hands!

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The cold medicine spreads on the skin. The colder the skin, the hotter the man's blood.

In the bedroom, there was only the shallow breathing of two people.

Huo Yan looked at Gu Weimian condescendingly. The girl's skin was as white as porcelain, crystal clear, and water could come out when she pinched it.

Her eyes were lowered slightly, her expression extremely serious, as if she was performing a mysterious ceremony.

The word "sacrifice" instantly popped into the man's mind.

On the pure black altar, Gu Weimian knelt there devoutly, a sign of surrender to him.

The heart is roaring.

The blood is clamoring to break through the shackles of the blood vessels.

He didn't need her surrender. If it was a sacrifice, it would be better to sacrifice him to Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian heard a man's heavy breathing in her ears. She raised her head and asked nervously, "Are you feeling well?"

Logically speaking, this medicine is much milder than the previous one, so it won't be intolerable.

Huo Yan squinted his eyes, his dark eyes locked on Gu Weimian: "A little."

About to explode.

Gu Weimian frowned, how could this happen?

Is there something wrong with the medicine?

"Why don't you stop for a moment and I'll go check it out." Gu Weimian took off his gloves and planned to pause first, but his hand was held by the man.