Rebirth of the National Male God

In terms of climbing down the pole, Grandma Yu is actually better.

Just listen to this, Si Huang can't really wear a costume to dinner. From the end of the scene to the dressing room after taking care of it, the exiled ancient boy turned into a modern male god, a white shirt with a light blue jacket, off-white slacks, and white canvas shoes, the youthful atmosphere is approaching. , In the language of the Internet, it is really handsome and people don't want it.

Especially when everyone found that Si Huang, who had washed off his makeup, had clearer skin and more bloody lips, so rosy that one could not wait to take a bite.

Single dog men want to cry but have no tears: Nima, even if you are handsome with makeup, you are so handsome when you take off your makeup. How can we ordinary people live?

Grandma Yu's eyes also lit up instantly. At her age, what she likes most is this kind of young, clean and well-behaved child who won't be weak. She had never had a child in her life, and even felt that she had a good relationship with this child named Si Huang.

Before leaving, Sihuang said to Yuxi, "Go back to rest first."

Yuen doesn't think Grandma Yu and his wife will hurt Sihuang, and agrees readily. Just watching Si Huang and Grandma Yu leave, and seeing a tall figure walking out of the dark to accompany them, the back cannot be ignored once you notice it, which makes your heart skip a beat.

Feather: "..." Did he feel relieved too early? Who is this person? When did it come?

The place where Grandma Yu eats is in a classic restaurant called Xiangyuan on Weiming Mountain. The cooking materials here are all grown and raised by themselves, ensuring no chemical pesticide ingredients, pure natural and clean, and relative consumption. Not low, generally come from the upper class.

During the meal, Si Huang and Grandma Yu had a pleasant chat, and Tie Lao occasionally interjected, but Qin Fan was really silent.

Si Huang went to the bathroom halfway.

Of course she entered the men's room, walked into the booth with a calm expression, and just came out a few minutes later... A hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Heh, little baby, you've gone to the wrong place, this is the men's toilet." The strange man teased, full of alcohol, "Are you missing a man? Let's go with brother." Those eyes that seemed to be drunk but not drunk were dead. Staring at Si Huang's face, his Adam's apple rolled, and he forced Si Huang to walk into the compartment.

Si Huang stumbled and turned the man's hand indifferently, regardless of the figure he fell to the ground and walked towards the door.

"Little bastard! Do you know who Lao Tzu is?" An angry scolding came from behind.

Sihuang's footsteps suddenly stopped, if it wasn't for Qin Fan's figure at the door, I'm afraid she would not be able to turn back immediately - the scolding behind her was all too familiar.

The tall man didn't know when he came. He stood at the door of the toilet, at least 1.88 meters tall, which made him look particularly imposing. Holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand, the smoke obscured his handsome and cold face, but the sight projected by a pair of deep eyes made his skin ache like a saw.

He stared blankly at Si Huang for two seconds, then stepped in. His steps are always large and regular, which can easily make people feel a sense of oppression from being hit by layers of waves.

Si Huang's eyes were clear and calm, and his body was ready to attack.

However……

Qin Fan passed her by.

"boom--"

"what!"

Si Huang was startled, then turned around and saw Qin Fan kick the man in the suit over. Si Huang knows how strong he is. Seeing that the body of an adult man in a suit was kicked two meters away, he was not surprised when he hit the wall. However, Qin Fan took another kick and directly heard the sound of bone cracking, and broke the hand of the man in the suit that grabbed Si Huang, which was beyond Si Huang's expectations.

What is he doing?

Qin Fan looked at the man as if he was looking at garbage. He stepped on his shoes again, turned his head to the inexplicable Si Huang and said, "You're welcome to this kind of person in the future."

Si Huang raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Qin Fan frowned, his tone seemed to be a little suppressed and irritable, "If you have a weak face, you should improve your skills. There are all kinds of perverts in this world."

Weak chicken face?

"Haha." Si Huang smiled.

Today, her dress was youthful and clean, and when she was expressionless, she was already delicate, beautiful, tall and high-spirited like a small poplar. With a smile now, Qin Fan, who was looking straight at her, seemed to hear a shattering sound in an instant, his head was dazed, and then his eyes were blank.

Si Huang stepped past Qin Fan and came to the man in the suit.

As soon as she reached out and grabbed the collar of the weakly groaning man in a suit, no one could imagine that her slender, well-proportioned, but not quite robust body had such power to easily lift a 1.7-meter adult man into a chick. like to mention.

She didn't look at the man in the suit before, but she remembered this man after hearing his scolding. At this time, she still didn't want to see the face that looked like a man, but had a bad breath. In this way, the person was dragged into a compartment, and the person's head was thrown in.

Qin Fan's eyebrows jumped.

Sihuang calmly pressed the button to flush the toilet.

"Grumble-"

The man in the suit struggled, and he couldn't hear his words in the flushing water.

Si Huang slowly tore off his belt.

"Crack—" A belt was pulled on the man in the suit.

"Ah... poof!"

The water tank was full again, and Sihuang pressed the flush again.

Once the man in the suit struggled, Si Huang indifferently pulled the belt.

After four cycles of this, the man in the suit remained motionless.

Qin Fan's cigarette had burned to the butt. He flicked his hand and threw the cigarette butt into the toilet of the man in the suit, and said, "Tie Lao and the others are still waiting."

Sihuang squinted his eyes like crescent moons, showing the refreshing smile of a big boy, "Weak chicken? Huh?" Qin Fan's heart trembled when he heard the rising end, especially with this smiling face, it made people dare not dare Imagine how in the world there can be such... this...

Qin Fan didn't know how to describe it. The violent heartbeat rate had never happened before.

Si Huang saw in his eyes that the eyes of the tall man were getting more and more terrifying and oppressive. He suddenly stepped in front of him and stretched out his hand...