MTL - The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack-Chapter 270 Hands are too rough

Chapter 270 The hands are too rough

 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, grimaced 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 actually praised by Gu Tou!

Before the smile on his face could spread, Ge Renhao saw Huo Yan's cold glance from the corner of his eyes.

 His body trembled.

 “That...may be...” 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 had 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 but had no 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, the fire on Huo Yan's body seemed to be doused with a layer of oil, burning 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 restrained, and he looked at Gu Weimian quietly: "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Gu Weimian took a deep look at Huo Yan with an expression that said, "I understand."

  She did not consider 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 it's up to me."

Huo Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said with a warm smile: "Yeah."

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 helped the evildoer, and he sent Gu Tou to the tiger's mouth with his own hands!

 …

The ice-cold medicine spreads on the skin. The colder it is on the skin, the hotter the man's blood will be.

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

 The word "sacrifice" suddenly 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 pounding.

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

He does not need her surrender. If it is a sacrifice, it is better to sacrifice him to Gu Weimian.

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

 Supposedly, 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."

 It’s 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.

 (End of this chapter)