The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She felt a little guilty and avoided the man's condescending gaze, "Let go first!"

"No. Huo Yan's hand tightened around Gu Weimian's wrist.

The man lowered his head, and his hot breath burned her skin through the sweater.

Gu Weimian felt as if the scalding heat could drill holes into her skin, or like it had wings, spreading rapidly through her body, and in just a moment, it reached the top of her head.

Dizzy, confused and staring.

His face turned red too.

Such a posture is too dangerous.

Gu Weimian pursed her lips and said anxiously, "Let go first, I...crinkled my teacher's handwriting in a while."

Huo Yan: "..."

I was so angry that my chest hurt.

He narrowed his eyes, "Stay here tonight."

Gu Weimian shook his head quickly, his face expressionless, but his cheeks were red, and he answered coldly and solemnly: "This is not allowed."

"Why not?" Huo Yan lifted Gu Weimian up from the sofa and placed his palms on Gu Weimian's waist.

Her waist was very thin, and when he grasped it, he couldn't help but want to wrap it around with both hands, and then lift it up...

The man's breathing was a little heavy.

Gu Weimian's lips tightened, and after a while, she whispered: "No, I...I want to go back."

The man's eyes were heavy and his voice was cold, "Weiwei, we are an unmarried couple.

Moreover, she is an adult.

Huo Yan has endured it for too long.

Gu Weimian felt the man's cold tone and his arms twisting deeper and deeper, making him unable to breathe. "I have to go back and frame the teacher's self. It will be broken soon."

Frame it and she can look at it to her heart's content.

The man stood up from Gu Weimian's chest, raised his eyes, and looked coldly at the paper in Gu Weimian's hand.

Jealousy flashed away in the pair of black pupils in the deep phoenix eyes.

‘Zhu Mingfei’ really hinted thoroughly enough.

…

No matter what Huo Yan said, Gu Weimian insisted that he must go home and frame the copy of the card before talking about anything else.

He was even willing to offer Gu Weimian to frame this piece of paper here.

Gu Weimian still insisted on going back.

The man had no choice but to send Gu Weimian home.

Gu Weimian held the paper in his hand and looked at the man's figure in the rearview mirror, which was getting smaller and smaller, with red eyes.

Huo Yan doesn't understand. What she urgently needs now is a space to be alone, a space where her emotions can be released.

The man really didn't understand. As he watched the car slowly leave, his expression could be said to be extremely ugly.

He turned back to the villa, picked up his cell phone and called Han Qiming, "If I want to write something to Gu Weimian as 'Zhu Mingfei', what do you think would be better?"

On the other end of the phone, Han Qiming's breathing stopped for a moment, and then the man's angry roar came from the other end of the phone: "You are crazy! I advise you not to do stupid things!"

When he thought that he might have become Ao Qijun's accomplice, Han Qiming never calmed down.

After receiving Huo Yan's call, Han Qiming thought that the man was going to repent and make amends, but he didn't expect that the man actually...

"Huo Yan, let me tell you again, Gu Weimian is very smart. Even if there is no outside interference, the seeds of these hints planted in her mind will one day be noticed by her!"

Huo Yan was silent.

A full minute.

The man said in a calm voice: "I just want to make sure she doesn't recognize the wrong handwriting."