MTL - The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack-Chapter 2264 put it on

 Chapter 2264 Replace it

 Her...a small dress she wore on her 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony.

 A man wearing this suit ran to see Ao Qijun.

It was also the first time she wore high heels. That time, her heels were worn until they were bleeding.

 She didn’t know when this suit of clothes came into the man’s hands.

The man handed the small dress to her hand, then opened the door of the cloakroom and motioned for Gu Weimian to go in and change into this set of clothes.

Like a man possessed, Gu Weimian took the clothes in a dream, walked into the cloakroom, and changed into them.

  She put on the skirt skillfully, tied the belt around her waist and tied it with a small bow.

 This is a pink dream that belongs to her girlhood.

 Then, I put on a pair of beautiful but also very annoying high heels.

 Look at yourself in the mirror.

Her face is still wrapped in gauze, and her appearance is indeed completely different from her original appearance.

 But after putting on this skirt, she looked at herself in the mirror blankly, as if she saw the eighteen-year-old Gu Weimian.

There was an expression on his face that looked like crying but not smiling.

"A girl should be elegant and generous. Put on this skirt, put on these high heels, straighten your back, you are the eldest lady of the Gu family."

 Who in her memory taught her harshly?

 In a daze, Gu Weimian seemed to see Mr. Gu.

 Her eyes were a little red.

This can be regarded as the only one of the many clothes that are difficult to describe when I was still in adolescence that was relatively popular, right?

"Gu Weimian, you are not worthy of white. Don't let me see you wearing clothes of this color again."

Whose voice is this?

 was the first thing Ao Qijun said after she found Ao Qijun while wearing a pair of high heels that looked like saws.

Gu Weimian clenched his fists and his body trembled slightly.

At that moment, this piece of clothing promised her the greatest humiliation when she turned eighteen.

Her fingers lightly brushed the hem of her skirt.

 After so many years, until today, she really put on this dress for herself.

As if in a dream, Gu Weimian slowly turned around and slowly opened the door of the cloakroom.

Outside the door, the moment Huo Yan saw Gu Weimian, he suddenly jumped up from his chair.

That face that had always been unsmiling actually appeared dull for three seconds, and his eyes flashed with disbelief, shock, confusion and...

　　seems to be a joy.

 Immediately, Huo Yan raised his steps and took a few steps towards Gu Weimian.

He approached the girl, stretched out his hand, and carefully touched the tulle on Gu Weimian's skirt, as if he was afraid of breaking the tulle.

Stayed for a moment, and then moved his hand up inch by inch.

 First it reached her waist, then her neck, then moved up, and finally, the man touched her cheek.

 The man was silent throughout the whole process.

However, his fingers were trembling slightly, and the expression on his face was becoming more and more obsessed and intoxicated, as if a believer was confirming his faith and conveying his inner excitement through such rituals.

 Obviously I am not at peace inside.

Huo Yan's expression partly infected Gu Weimian.

It even gave goosebumps on Gu Weimian's arms.

  It’s really a bit of an exaggeration.

 It's so exaggerated...she wants to say it's a bit fake.

 But every muscle on the man's face, every expression, especially his eyes, didn't seem to be fake.

　　Gu Weimian: I am indeed eighteen years old this year

 (End of this chapter)