The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

He already knew what Gu Weimian was like when he was serious.

He wanted to scold her, but the anger in his heart turned around and rushed back to his heart when he met Gu Weimian's clear eyes.

I can't bear to scold her.

At that time, the only one who will feel uncomfortable is himself.

Gu Weimian lowered her head and glanced at the time on her watch. Because both hands were held by Huo Yan, she had to bend down, "It's already two o'clock. Do you want to have dinner? I'll contact you later."

As she said this, she wanted to withdraw her hand.

She wanted to go back to drawing.

Huo Yan felt Gu Weimian's eagerness to go back, and felt disappointed in her heart. Her enthusiasm for experiments and research was far greater than her passion for him.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, covering up the emotions in his eyes, and asked her quietly: "Have you had lunch?"

Gu Weimian was speechless for a moment, so of course he didn't eat.

Huo Yan glanced at Gu Weimian helplessly, feeling a deep pain in his heart. What should he do?

I really want to tie her up under my nose.

The man's profound facial features appeared more three-dimensional under the influence of light and shadow. With a single movement of raising his eyes, his eyelashes moved people's hearts, but his voice was gloomy, "Well, I'm looking for you to have lunch."

There was a strong sense of oppression on him, and every word revealed 'you don't agree to the truth'.

Gu Weimian understood Huo Yan's threat, but she still hesitated. Her drawings were still far from finished and she might not be able to finish them today.

The man saw through Gu Weimian's thoughts, "Just eat here, it won't waste much time."

Gu Weimian's lips tightened.

Huo Yan pressed forward step by step without giving her any way out, but she hesitated and couldn't let go of the drawings.

She let out a deep breath and was about to speak.

Huo Yan suddenly pinched her palm. It didn't hurt, but there was an itchy and indescribable discomfort.

The words she was about to refuse were shattered by this pinch.

The man raised his eyes and looked at Gu Weimian. The layers of soft color in his dark eyes were blurred, like a densely woven net that was soft and harmless but trapped people tightly in this net. His voice also softened, "You don't Eat, the carpenters and the others also need to eat, right?”

Only then did Gu Weimian belatedly realize that Mutan and the others had followed her and skipped lunch.

She always has this problem when doing things and tends to ignore all the people and things around her.

She didn't feel hungry at all, but they were definitely starving.

Gu Weimian looked at Huo Yan, who also looked at her lightly.

They looked at each other speechlessly.

It took a few seconds for Gu Weimian to squeeze out a sentence from his throat: "Thank you."

Huo Yan narrowed his eyes, reached out and pulled Gu Weimian directly into his arms.

Gu Weimian's body stiffened and he subconsciously wanted to break free.

"Every time I hear you say thank you, what about the actual actions? Huh?"

He has to ask for it himself.

When the man spoke, his mellow voice sounded in Gu Weimian's ears, and hot air sprayed into Gu Weimian's cochlea.

The tips of Gu Weimian's ears instantly turned red, and a trace of panic flashed across his originally calm and indifferent face, and he said firmly, "I am doing this for you."

Huo Yan was a little nervous when he hugged Gu Weimian. He knew that Gu Weimian never liked these intimate actions and even resisted them very much.

He made every move carefully.

Just when he was about to let go of her, he lowered his eyes and saw the red tips of the girl's ears.

It was just a hug, but Gu Weimian's reaction made the man's eyes darken instantly.