Chapter 2017 Crushed
Gu Weimian stepped back almost immediately.
Her body instantly became as tight as a bow.
Her eyes widened and her pupils shrank.
Subconsciously, his hand touched the lamp on the bedside table.
Until... Gu Weimian saw the wheelchair under Huo Yan.
The two looked at each other.
No one spoke.
The atmosphere was extremely stagnant.
Huo Yan took the lead and calmly retracted his hand.
"Are you feeling any discomfort?"
Gu Weimian was startled for a moment and pursed her lips.
It was like there were two little people pulling at her inside.
While shouting: This Huo Yan is not that Huo Yan.
On the other hand, he yelled: What's the difference? Are you sure that Huo Yan is not deceiving you? !
Gu Weimian clenched his hands tightly.
She raised her eyes and looked at Huo Yan again, with a light smile on her face.
"It was just a nightmare."
She took a deep breath to relax her tense body, seemingly casually.
"Why are you here?"
Huo Yan turned his wheelchair, turned his body, and picked up something from the box on the bedside table.
"You have a fever."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Weimian noticed that the man was holding a thermometer.
She was speechless for a moment.
Look at the man.
The man's eyes were calm, and no emotion could be seen.
But Gu Weimian knew in his heart that her temptations and suspicions might not escape Huo Yan's eyes.
She messed up.
Huo Yan didn't say anything. He just wiped the thermometer with alcohol and handed it to her.
"Hold it."
Before Gu Weimian could say anything, a cold thermometer had already been inserted into her mouth.
The temperature, which was usually not very stimulating, made Gu Weimian shiver slightly at this moment.
She held the thermometer in her mouth and glanced at Huo Yan blankly.
Huo Yan looked back at her.
The embarrassment lingers.
And the man seemed to have no intention of letting this embarrassment pass.
The dark phoenix eyes looked straight at her.
The few minutes it takes to take your temperature are excruciating.
Gu Weimian had no choice but to lower his eyes slightly.
Even if she wasn't looking at Huo Yan, the man's provocative gaze was still so intense that it made her feel very uncomfortable.
He has a very strong presence.
Slowly surrounding Gu Weimian.
Eroding and eroding her will bit by bit.
It was like peeling off her body, extracting the soul inside, and seeing clearly.
Just like Huo Yan at that time.
In a more bloody and cruel way...
The man suddenly leaned forward.
Gu Weimian suddenly tensed up his facial muscles.
The next second, the man's jaw was held.
His hot palms held her skin, forcing her to open her mouth with a low voice,
"You want to chew this thermometer?"
With that said, without waiting for Gu Weimian's answer, the man reached out and took the thermometer out of Gu Weimian's mouth.
The hard and cold tube brushed against Gu Weimian's taste buds and the fragile mucosal walls of his mouth.
When he took it out, Gu Weimian couldn't even dry up some of the saliva on the thermometer because he couldn't close his mouth.
When Huo Yan took out the thermometer, he brought up a silver thread...
Her face turned red uncontrollably.
The man's hand holding her chin suddenly became a little heavier.
Gu Weimian exhaled in pain.
The next second, the man's hand relaxed.
As if nothing had happened, he put the thermometer back into the box it originally contained.