Rebirth of the National Male God

Regarding the content of Qin Fan's 'work', Si Huang could still vaguely guess based on the hearsay in his previous life. His 'work' is very secretive, and he absolutely cannot answer calls from outside casually, but he said it without any force.

Si Huang did not answer, nor did he show any expression on his face.

Qin Fan frowned, "Answer me."

Sihuang didn't know when it was, but he couldn't bear the slightest fear of being cautious with his cold face, and smiled casually: "I see."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Qin Fan's eyes, the child's attitude was clearly perfunctory, he didn't have the habit of sticking his face with a cold butt, but he couldn't rest assured about this bad boy, "Don't drink in the future, dry your hair before going to bed, you You’re still growing, don’t take these things seriously because you’re young.” Thinking of Si Huang’s work, he added, “If you really can’t escape the entertainment, you’ll be fine. Who dares to force you? If you drink, you don't need to save face anymore, just move out Tie Lao and the others, and call me if you can't."

"Okay." Si Huang's reaction was still indifferent, making Qin Fan wonder if she really heard it, or if it was in her left ear and out in the right.

But even so, Qin Fan took a sip of wine, stared at her and told her over and over again: "Your body is your capital, don't ruin your body for work, and I'm not here, don't commit crimes in the middle of the night, and you're not allowed to go again. If you are really interested in places like nightclubs, I will take you there in the future."

Si Huang did not persuade him to drink, and looked at him indifferently throughout the whole process, not dodging his gaze, "You mean, you can commit crimes in the middle of the night when you are with me?"

Qin Fan's eyes brightened, "Don't think about messing things up."

He couldn't drink his face, but his eyes got deeper and deeper, and his tone became more alcohol-like.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the bottle of wine, Si Huang sighed inwardly about his drinking capacity. Seeing that the man stretched out his hand and picked up the teacup in front of him, Si Huang didn't have time to stop her, Qin Fan had already drank her. The tea in the cup was drunk, she paused, "drunk?"

"That's not enough." Qin Fan's tone was indeed not mixed.

But Sihuang didn't believe that he really had nothing to do, he didn't mention the tea cup, "Go back after you finish eating."

"Go." Qin Fan stood up. A hand stretched out to Si Huang, standing still.

Sihuang looked at him inexplicably.

The tall man put on the face of Emperor Gao Leng, and said in a tone that was not angry and proud of Emperor Gao Leng: "Give brother a hand."

Sihuang: "..."

She took two steps forward in ignorance, turned around to see that the man was still standing still, and stared at her with a dark, rough gaze.

It's too early to believe that he's not drunk and won't trouble people. Sihuang sighed inwardly, was silent for two seconds, then turned around, "I'll lend you my shoulders, if you dare to move, hehe."

Qin Fan raised the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Don't move."

Si Huang turned his ears and squinted at him, letting him put one arm on his shoulder and walking out with his tall body half a head taller than him.

As soon as he got out of the box and walked to the garage, Si Huang, who had just stepped out of the elevator, stopped, and his pupils shrank when he saw a few people walking towards him in front of him.

No one noticed this momentary change except Qin Fan who put a hand on her shoulder.

Qin Fan looked down at the young man beside him, his heart skipped a beat—the fair and delicate face was still expressionless, but something had obviously changed. In the past, she was indifferent and elegant with a calmness that she did not have at this age. Now her eyes are clear, there is no haze, her lips are red and her teeth are as white as a greenhouse flower that has been grown up with careful care.

This kind of greenhouse flower looks very unattractive on others. But Sihuang's appearance made Qin Fan feel soft in body and mind, thinking of a pure creature called an angel.

He heard footsteps, barely looked away from Si Huang, and then saw the man who had approached in front of him.

The man in front was slim and slender, wearing a black sports suit. At first glance, he was nearly 1.8 meters tall, which was just right. His black hair was a bit long, and it wasn't messy without careful care, and his eyes were half-covered. The straight bridge of the nose, pale lips, and thin chin are enough to show that he looks good.

He also saw Si Huang and the two of them, and his eyes swept across Si Huang, like a cold wind blowing through the sky and snow, and the cold wind did not stop for half a second. When he saw Qin Fan's face, he stopped, "Master Qin?" His voice was the same as his temperament, as cold as a robot without emotion.

Qin Fan also recognized Dou Wenqing, and immediately thought of the transformation of the children around him, which must be for this one. His eyes sank, "Go away."

Several people behind Dou Wenqing listened to his rude cold drink, and their expressions changed. Some people took a step forward, but they were shocked by Dou Wenqing's eyes. As if he didn't care about Qin Fan's ruthlessness, he turned aside to make way, "Master Qin, please."

Qin Fan squeezed Si Huang's shoulder with a big hand, and Si Huang blinked his eyes as if suddenly realized, and continued to support Qin Fan.

When passing by Dou Wenqing, Si Huang felt that Dou Wenqing's eyes glanced at him for a moment, like scanning X-rays, he wanted to see through people.

Sihuang helped Qin Fan to sit in the passenger seat, and got into the driving position by himself.

Seeing his return to normal, Qin Fan asked, "How do you know Dou Wenqing?"

Si Huang reached out to him, "Bring the car keys."

Qin Fan straightened up, revealing his trouser pockets, "Take it yourself."

Sihuang: "..."

Qin Fan frowned when she saw her silent appearance, and said in an impatient tone, "What are you doing?"

Si Huang pulled the corner of his mouth and calmly reached out to Qin Fan's trousers pocket.

She naturally grabbed the car key, but this time Qin Fan didn't speak for a while, and his body was half stiff. He obviously didn't touch anything, and he couldn't feel the temperature through a layer of fabric, but he watched the white fingers stick into his pocket, so close to the crotch...

"Snapped--"

Si Huang, who was driving, looked at the man in the passenger seat in surprise, "What's the matter with you?"

Qin Fan's forehead was slapped red by himself, and without looking at Si Huang, he said, "It's nothing." Then he found that Si Huang was driving towards Weiming Mountain, and then said, "Go to your hotel first, then I myself Drive back."