Rebirth of the National Male God

A straight face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a tall nose, and well-shaped lips, when paired together, can make you feel handsome, and give people the feeling of righteousness at first glance, full of righteousness!

People with this kind of appearance will never forget it once they have seen it, even if the two of them have never really met.

Si Huang knew him, having seen this man on TV and newspapers in her previous life.

Wang Jinchong, the youngest prince of the royal family in the capital, should be 23 years old this year. He also came from a family of military power, and he is the second generation of the third generation.

In the prince regiment, the birth status is considered one of the best.

Speaking of which, Qin Fan is very famous in the circle of the aristocratic family in the capital, but is rarely known by ordinary people outside. His achievements are great, but they cannot be spread to the outside world casually. The Wang Jinchong in front of him, who was also a soldier in his previous life, has become a representative figure of soldiers, occasionally appearing on TV and newspapers, and seems to be a representative of soldiers and a hero of the people.

Leaving aside whether Wang Jinchong's merits are real or not, just talking about his appearance, he is indeed very suitable as the image representative of the army. As long as he is a little serious, he will give people a very decent and reliable feeling.

"Brother Chong, it's fine." Guo Song propped up the carpet and was about to stand up. He glanced at Si Huang and said slowly, "I accidentally tripped over."

careless?

He was never careless at any time, so how could he be careless when he was around Sihuang?

The people around have different expressions and meaningful meanings.

Wang Jinchong looked straight at Sihuang, "What did you do?"

"What do you think?" Si Huang just smiled lightly when the young prince of the Wang family looked at him so directly and asked her.

This attitude does not seem like a guilty conscience.

Wang Jinchong snorted, "I don't like other people acting in front of me. If you do it, you do it. If you don't do it, you don't do it. In a word."

Discussions sounded vaguely around.

"How did the prince protect him?"

"It seems that he came here with Wang Jinchong. It depends on the owner to beat a dog. Wang Jinchong has always had a good face."

"Why do I think it's deliberately aimed at... Hehe."

Sihuang's hearing ability is amazing, and he can hear some of the arguments in his ears, and the good and the bad are different for different audiences.

She raised her head to meet Wang Jinchong's gaze, then stretched her legs and kicked Guo Song, who had just stood up, to the ground again.

"Hiss!" Guo Song, who not only tripped but was actually kicked this time, his expression twisted.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the wine glass above his head slowly tilting in the sight of his widened eyes.

The red wine slid down from the transparent glass and splashed on his face.

"Ho—" There was a burst of air around.

Even Wang Jinchong looked at Sihuang in surprise.

Her behavior was completely beyond her expectations.

"I did this." Si Huang put the wine glass on the table beside him, raised his chin slightly to Wang Jinchong, smiled indifferently as if what happened just now was not worth mentioning, "See clearly, don't be suspicious."

The perfect smile and calm posture, compared with Guo Song on the ground, immediately formed a sharp contrast.

Guo Song's running dog, then Si Huang is someone who can stand on an equal line with Wang Jinchong.

Facing equal people, how could they care if the other party hit their running dog? After all, this dog is not a domestic pet dog.

For a while, Wang Jinchong didn't know how to answer, but suddenly he was not disgusted or angry with Sihuang, but wanted to make friends with this young man.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to the bathroom." There was no response from Wang Jinchong for a long time, Si Huang didn't wait any longer, and Shi Shiran left alone.

As soon as she left, the whole party exploded.

"Hahahaha! Wang Jinchong, what about your tough temper? Why did you let him go like this?"

"Am I unreasonable?" Wang Jinchong glared at the speaker.

Guo Song, who was in a mess on the ground, froze.

Now he was beaten and insulted, but he still ignored it? !

With a drooping head and eyes full of resentment and resentment hidden in the shadow, Guo Song kept cursing in his heart, don't give him a chance, otherwise the group of people who looked down on him would be worse than death!

second floor.

Duan Qizhou smiled proudly at Li Zhe, and said with disgust: "Is this the way you said?"

"What are you so proud of?" Li Zhe took a sip of his wine and glanced at the movement downstairs, "A lackey is nothing, our prince can dismiss it, but if a woman is kidnapped, whether she likes it or not, a man I can't stand it."

"Huh?" Duan Qizhou followed his gaze, and could only see the back of a woman, who also walked out the door in the direction Sihuang left and disappeared. He was a little dissatisfied at first, but soon regained his composure, "Using women to plot against Sihuang? If you don't look at his face, look at yours every day, how many women can he still be interested in?"

The corner of Li Zhe's mouth twitched slightly, "Normal men are interested in women."

"Women are also divided into levels." Duan Qizhou still looked very calm, "As far as I know, if Si Huang really wants women, he will definitely not be short of them."

Li Zhe asked back, "Why do you have so much confidence in him?"

Duan Qizhou said: "Not only do I have confidence in him, but I also have confidence in my brother. Will the elite who can be favored by my brother be a fool who is easily seduced by women? Don't look at Sihuang at a young age. Look at him, don't say brother didn't remind you."

One word awakens the dreamer.

Li Zhe thought for a while, then smiled and said, "It's nothing at all, it's just a test for Sihuang."

"I know you guys like doing this," Duan Qizhou snorted coldly.

"It's as if you haven't participated in it before." Li Zhe sneered.

Duan Qizhou ignored him.

Because he knows the rules here, he will watch from the sidelines and let Sihuang conquer these guys with their eyes above the top.

No one else was in the bathroom.

As soon as Si Huang walked into the compartment and closed the door, she heard subtle footsteps as soon as she moved her ears.

It's not the sound of men's shoes, but like a woman's high heels stepping on the ground. It's so light that people can't hear it. A strange sense of excitement, right?

"Huh?" A woman's voice came from above, a little surprised, "I thought I could see an interesting scene."

Si Huang raised her head and saw a woman sitting on the wooden board between the compartments. From this alone, she could see that she was agile.

"Milu."

"So you know me." The young woman with beautiful brown hair smiled playfully.

Si Huang said lightly: "I saw it on TV before."

After all, she is one of the pillars of Dongyu Media, and she helped Zhou Tianhuang deal with her before, and her appearance is so recognizable that it is difficult for Sihuang to recognize her.

It's just that I didn't seem to notice her at the party just now, so what does it mean that she is here now?

Si Huang looked at Mi Lu calmly.

The latter blinked at her, but his sweet smile had an indescribable charm, "You are so beautiful, like a work of art that should be placed in a display case, I like you."

"Thank you," Si Huang said without any reaction, the gentleman's smile was impeccable, "But I should remind Miss Mi Lu that this is the men's toilet."

"I thought you would like this," Mi Lu suddenly jumped down from the top with more interest in her eyes.

She was wearing a long dark purple dress, and when she jumped off like this, the skirt floated up, revealing her snow-white thighs.

Fortunately, the compartment here is big enough that it won't be crowded if two people are in it.

"Hey, shall we play some interesting games?" Mi Lu asked, but her expression clearly showed no questioning intention.

She seemed to be convinced that Sihuang would definitely agree.

"Crack——" Sihuang passed her hand and opened the door of the cubicle, "Here is here for you, please play to your heart's content."

Mi Lu was dumbfounded, no one had ever rejected her.

"Don't go!"

Si Huang avoided her grabbing hand, already a little impatient, and just wanted to warn her.

When she turned her head, she saw a strange purple light flashing in Mi Lu's eyes. She was very charming, and even her voice seemed to be sweet to the bottom of people's hearts, "Stay with me."

【Your Majesty, this woman has a problem! 】

Of course there are problems!

Sihuang's mind seemed to explode in an instant, countless memory images flashed, and finally this strange purple awn was left behind.

Her eyes were stained with dark green, extremely cold, revealing a madness that had rarely appeared before.

He grabbed Mi Lu without any restraint, and imprisoned her on the ground.

Mi Lu widened her eyes and looked at Si Huang in disbelief.

"Is it you?" Si Huang stared at the woman closely.

"What?" Mi Lu's expression was painful.

Si Huang's grip on her was getting heavier and heavier, and her dark green pupils were cold and murderous.