Rebirth of the National Male God

Everyone stopped and looked different.

Si Huang smiled and said, "Okay. But let's first say that Director Liu's pay has not been paid. I don't have much savings and I can't ask everyone to eat a big meal." The slightly distressed smile seemed to engender the hearts of all older women.

"Ah! I remember now, your Majesty, you really are completely free from Fenghua's help, have you made your own from scratch?" said to the female of the Sihuang type Wei Ya before.

Before Si Huang spoke, Director Liu smiled and said, "Yes, this kid has a big heart!" Si Huang's performance today made him very satisfied, and he liked her even more. One arm was very familiar with the boss. Huang's shoulder said, "Walk around, I know that a barbecue restaurant is affordable, delicious, and generous!" After walking a few steps, Director Liu grinned and lowered his arm on Si Huang's shoulder.

He was not as tall as Si Huang, so he looked weird with Si Huang, and he was tired.

An Yiyuan watched Si Huang, who was surrounded by all the stars like the moon, always felt that she hadn't pitted him, and gave Si Huang a step to increase her popularity in the "Huang Tu" crew. .

Guan Li passed by and said coldly: "Are you ashamed to embarrass a minor?"

Even Guan Li, who doesn't like to be nosy, always speaks for Si Huang! An Yiyuan turned and smiled evilly: "Is this embarrassing?"

Guan Li hummed softly.

An Yiyuan's smile faded, and she tangled: "It's just that my self-esteem is a little frustrated. I didn't mean to fight him."

Guan Li looked at him strangely, and it took two seconds before he uttered two words coldly, "Naive." He strode away.

An Yiyuan's face was distorted. Today, because Si Huang had heard these two words too many times, it really made him quite ashamed, and a bit of weird joy. ...In fact, occasionally being called cute by women, the feeling of petting seems to be an interesting experience.

If An Yiyuan's agent knew his current thoughts, he would definitely collapse. Dear! You are taking the route of the evil cult leader, don't be brainwashed and become an awkward little arrogant jealous! This is a thousand miles away!

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I ate this meal until the evening. As the host of the treats, everyone did not drink Si Huang’s wine, especially the male staff. Seeing Si Huang surrounded by so many women to take care of her today, I can’t talk about disgusting her. But in the end a little bit aggrieved.

Facing their toast, Si Huang calmly drank a cup. Such a face-saving and magnanimous attitude made the group of men feel embarrassed, and their little opinions about her disappeared. With a few words and a few glasses of wine, the attitude towards Si Huang has also undergone a real qualitative change.

Director Liu and An Yiyuan saw these changes in their eyes and marveled at Si Huang's affinity in their hearts, while An Yiyuan was sure that they would give each other a wedding dress again.

In the end, Director Liu ended the banquet, "I won't have to work tomorrow? If someone gets drunk and makes a mistake in coming to work tomorrow, don't blame Lao Tzu for not being affectionate."

Si Huang was drove back to the hotel by Yu Yu. Looking at Si Huang, who closed his eyes from the back seat, Yu Yu asked worriedly, "All right? Do you want me to help you?"

Si Huang opened her eyes blankly, "Here?" Seeing the familiar scenery through the car window, she shook her head and said, "No need." Then she drove the door and walked towards the elevator.

Seeing that her pace was not vain, Yu Yu felt a little relieved, and said inwardly: The amount of alcohol is really good.

If Si Huang knew what he was thinking, he would laugh out loud. Where is she drinking well, in fact, she is still the same as her previous life, not drinking well at all. Just learned a lot of ways to mix alcohol, and habitually drunk will not show drunkenness, always maintain a soberness that seems like nothing.

As soon as he returned to the hotel room, Si Huang took a shower. The heat smoked the alcohol in his body, and his white cheeks gradually rose to blush.

Putting on the bathrobe lazily, without drying his hair, he walked out barefoot with a towel.

Si Huang, who returned to the bed and checked the time with her mobile phone, found three missed calls. Before she could think more, the mobile phone rang again.

He dullly pressed the answer button.

"Si Huang?"

"Ok?"

The tone was slower than usual, causing Qin Fan, who was standing by the window in Weimingshan Villa, to shake his hand and almost didn't hold his phone. He paused and was silent for two seconds before asking, "What are you doing?"

Si Huang arched a leg and leaned lazily on the head of the bed, "Ready to sleep."

Still in this low, dumb and lazy tone, Qin Fan frowned when he noticed something, "You have been drinking!"

The current Si Huang's head was so lazy with the heat that he didn't even bother to move. Hearing the serious voice with a little anger, he laughed without knowing why, "Well, I drank a lot."

With this attitude, Qin Fan heard that the kid who made the mistake arrogantly made the mistake bigger, which is simply a lesson.

"You are not an adult yet!"

"Correct."

"speak politely!"

"You are so generous."

Si Huang's tone was gently and slowly, without sarcasm, or acting like a baby, or just a light statement. However, her unique voice, and the lazy tone that she now speaks, is utterly fascinating. In online language, after hearing it, her ears will become pregnant, and it is so numb and itchy.

Qin Fan's heart was stuffy and itchy, thinking of the video and V-Bo information he saw during the day, and then thinking that Si Huang was drinking now, not happy, "Drunk? Have you taken a bath? Is there hot milk in the hotel? Drink some. Hangover."

"It's washed." There is no more.

Qin Fan squeezed the edge of the window with one hand, "Has my hair been dried?"

"..." There was no response.

Qin Fan became annoyed, and there was a burning sensation in his blood, which made him a little anxious.

"Go blow dry your hair, drink milk before going to sleep!"

After saying this, the sound of "dudududu" hung up in Qin Fan's ears.

"..." Qin Fan stared at the phone as if he wanted to shoot it through. This was the second time he was hung up today.

As for the culprit, Si Huang, leaning on the head of the bed and closing his eyes, he didn't know how bold he had done. The phone in her hand rang again, and she frowned slightly irritably, and waited for two or three seconds before pressing the answer button at will.

"Are you annoying?" Still whispering softly, but with a hint of coldness.

"Pick up the phone and face it!"

Qin Fan's voice seemed to be amplified and rang in Si Huang's ear. She squinted her eyes and lifted the phone to her eyes, and then saw the face of Qin Fan in the lens.

He seemed to be in anger, and his eyebrows frowned slightly to connect between his eyebrows, making his eyes deeper and deeper. Obviously it is just a small camera lens of a mobile phone, still giving people a strong sense of oppression, the line of sight seems to penetrate through the screen, rough and sharp like a Mitsubishi army thorn, scratching on the person being looked at makes the skin feel painful.

Si Huang was not afraid, and said coldly: "Something?"

At this time, Qin Fan didn't hear what she said clearly.

The picture on the small mobile phone screen turned, and the impact from darkness to a beautiful face was too great for him. Maybe it can’t be said. He is not the one who hasn’t seen the beauty, but the one who turned the beauty into the mobile phone video is different.

This man has wet hair, blushing cheeks, squinted eyes, vermilion lips, and his neck is leaning against the head of the bed. The curve is as graceful as a swan. The white yukata is also a bit loose, but unfortunately the lens can't be seen below.

She was too lazy as if she was defenseless, and there was an irritable and cold air in her wet eyes.

Qin Fan didn't know what was wrong with him, his heart slammed into his chest a few times, and a fire different from anger rose from his lower abdomen, burning his throat dumb. Holding the phone tightly, the anger gathered before has long since dissipated.

He was stunned, his voice was dry and dumb, and he said in a dull voice: "Dry your hair before going to sleep. Don't catch cold."

Si Huang ‘Are you just for this? With an impatient expression, "Don't call me again." Hung up the video call.

Qin Fan was still looking at the black cell phone screen in a daze. After two or three seconds, he lowered his head and frowned, staring at the bulging ‘hill’ underneath himself, thinking about life.

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Ershui: Cool, have you thought about any life reflections?

Qin Fan: Why is it a man, why is it a minor, why the little brother is not obedient, why...

Little brother: Blame me~