Chapter 1993: Be Humble

It was also the girl who had possessed Gu Weimian in his previous dream.

Her eyelashes trembled.

Huo Yan continued in a low voice,

"Or, you don't want to listen at all?"

Gu Weimian immediately said,

"I want to listen."

She pursed her lips, slowed down her voice, and once again said solemnly,

"Let's go back."

This time, she wanted to hear about Xiao Zhen from Huo Yan's mouth.

Duan Xishen's face was livid, and he could only watch Gu Weimian get into Huo Yan's car.

He was very uneasy.

Not just because of the decision made by Gu Weimian.

In the end, he chose Huo Yan between the two of them.

In Weiwei's eyes, his status as a father was indeed not as good as Huo Yan's.

He was even more frightened by Huo Yan's expression just now.

He was a man, and he understood the meaning of that expression.

That was an expression exclusive to predators.

That was an expression that was suppressed to the extreme and almost unbearable.

His heart tightened.

…

In the black Rolls-Royce Phantom, the atmosphere was silent.

Huo Yan wrapped the blanket tightly around Gu Weimian, and at the same time took a towel to wipe Gu Weimian's hair.

The wet hair kept brushing against the man's palm.

And today, Gu Weimian was unusually well-behaved... and fragile.

His sight fell on the girl's small neck, which was entangled with black hair, and a few of them were wrapped around the girl's earlobe.

Against the background of the hair, the skin behind the ear was surprisingly white.

Gu Weimian felt the man's body tense and dared not speak.

The rough fingertips brushed across her scalp.

Strangely, the man's hand seemed to fall on her neck and behind her ear several times.

A tingling sensation.

But... it was just an accidental touch when wiping her hair.

Just thinking about this, her earlobe was touched.

Half of Gu Weimian's body was numb.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man.

The man looked down at her, his dark eyes unable to discern his emotions,

"What's wrong?"

The deep voice with strong magnetism drilled into her ears.

A blush floated on Gu Weimian's face,

"It's okay."

She raised her hand to stop Huo Yan's action,

"Almost done, I'm done."

Before she finished speaking, her hand was held by the man.

The next second, she fell into the man's arms.

The man lowered his head and buried his whole face in her shoulder.

The voice was a little suppressed,

"Weiwei."

The hot breath sprayed in her ears.

A strange heat was aroused in her body, and she subconsciously wanted to break free.

But her body was tightly clamped.

"Weiwei."

He called again.

I don't know if it was Gu Weimian's illusion, she always felt that the man's eyes were on her ears at this moment, burning and focused.

As if he wanted to swallow her ears into his stomach.

"Ayan, give me the towel."

The man's eyes were heavy, looking straight into Gu Weimian's eyes.

He raised his hand and wrapped the towel around Gu Weimian's neck.

It was as if he had put a chain around Gu Weimian's neck.

Then he pulled her closer.

The man tilted his head.

His eyes had already landed on her earlobe.

The hairs on Gu Weimian's body almost stood up.

Those were not illusions just now!

"Huo Yan!"

She raised her voice.

The man paused.

The two exchanged glances.

"Just a kiss, huh?"

He said humbly, with pleading.