Rebirth of the National Male God

"Yeah." Si Huang put a bowl of rice in front of him for the sake of face, added it himself, and stretched out his chopsticks towards the boiled fish that didn't look good.

Qin Fan was not in a hurry to eat, and his deep eyes fell on Si Huang's face. After she finished eating the fish, "How is it?"

Si Huang's expression showed no emotion, and after swallowing the fish, he slowly said, "It's unpalatable."

Qin Fan: "..."

After Si Huang said that evaluation, he focused on the plate of boiled vegetables.

Qin Fan also began to move his chopsticks with a blank face. Contrary to Si Huang, he focused on the plate of boiled fish. In silent silence, he killed an entire boiled fish and three bowls of rice by himself.

Four or five minutes later.

Si Huang put down his chopsticks, sat on the chair, and watched the man who was still struggling with the white rice.

When the rice in the rice cooker was almost finished, Qin Fan put down the bowl and said two words to Si Huang, "Focus."

Sihuang said frankly: "The hodgepodge in the cafeteria is better than the one you make."

Qin Fan's eyes became fierce, "Go wash the dishes." After speaking, he stood up to leave.

As a result, his arm was pulled, and as soon as the man turned his head, he saw a fair and ruddy face, "Isn't this your job?"

"I made the meal today." Qin Fan didn't let her.

Sihuang smiled and said, "Go wash it, and I'll make it for you tomorrow."

The man didn't speak, obviously a little moved.

Sihuang said: "It looks like you can still buy groceries alone as an instructor? The food in the cafeteria here is alright, but I exercise a lot, so it's not good to eat a hodgepodge of food all the time. I'll make breakfast and dinner in the future, we two will be together. Eat at home."

The words 'we' and 'home' pleased the man, he didn't say anything, just went to the kitchen to clean up the tableware and chopsticks in silence.

After he washed the tableware and chopsticks, as soon as he entered the living room, he saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a book. There was nothing on the open balcony outside.

Qin Fan strode over.

Just as Si Huang was fascinated, he felt a shadow cast over his head, and then the book in his hand was torn away.

As soon as she raised her head, she stared at the man with a frown, with obvious dissatisfaction on her face.

Qin Fan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he found that the child who was alone with him seemed to be a little different from usual... By the way, his expression became more lively, and sometimes he was just like a child of his age when he was self-willed. When I first met Si Huang, what caught his attention was his steadiness and calmness that did not match his age, but now he really likes Si Huang's difference in facing him.

The man deliberately did not show his inner joy, and asked Si Huang with a stern face, "Have you washed your clothes yet?"

Sihuang frowned and looked at him a few times, then stretched his brows, "No."

"Go wash." Qin Fan ordered: "There are only two sets of training clothes, or you like to wear dirty clothes."

"Is there no washing machine?" Si Huang tried to fight for welfare.

Qin Fan smiled at the bright eyes she expected, and it was too late to think about it again, so he had to tell the truth: "No, you have to wash your own clothes."

"Yours too?" Si Huang tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes." As the only seedling of the Qin family's generation, Qin Fan has not received any preferential treatment, and has been stricter than others in training since childhood.

Si Huang's eyes flashed with brilliance, a bit like a prank, smiling brightly at the man, and reaching out to him.

Qin Fan shook his head firmly, "You can't read until you finish washing your clothes."

This stern attitude is not like treating a lover at all, but if you know how he treats other people, you will understand that he can be so patient with words. It's good.

Sihuang said: "The fabric of the training uniform is very abrasive."

Qin Fan was startled, and then his eyes naturally fell on her outstretched hand.

The child's fingers are just like his whole person, white and beautiful. The slender fingers and the well-trimmed nails are a healthy translucent pale pink color. The skin on the pulp of the fingers can be seen to be very thin.

Qin Fan knew that the child was not as fragile and delicate as it looked. After fighting with him so many times, he didn't know how many times he fell to the ground, and he didn't see any broken skin of the child.

It's just that when you look at this child on weekdays, it's really easy to be deceived by vision.

Qin Fan held her hand and compared it with his own thick palm, the child's hand seemed smaller and tenderer, especially when he touched the rough finger pads with thin calluses, the feeling was more obvious.

He was expressionless for a while, then said, "Take out your clothes."

"Um?"

Qin Fan looked at her smiling face, "Wash for you."

Originally, Si Huang was testing a man's bottom line, how could he know that he would compromise so quickly, and would even say things like helping with laundry, and then he laughed after a sigh of relief.

Qin Fan squeezed her hand tightly and said, "Don't get carried away." He threw the book back to her, "Read the first volume without washing your clothes, and I'll test you when I come back."

After saying this, he let go of Si Huang's hand, turned around and walked towards the gate.

After half an hour.

Qin Fan came back again, carrying several large bags in his hand, and walked to the kitchen to put all the ingredients in the refrigerator.

When he came out again, he found that the child was still reading a book on the sofa in the same posture. He turned his eyes to the balcony, and saw a water basin placed there.

Qin Fan shook his head and walked over silently, only to find that the training clothes in the water basin had obviously been soaked and washed several times, otherwise the soaked water would not be so clean, so he would just rub the collar when he needed to dry it. And cuffs and other places that need careful cleaning.

The corner of the man's mouth pursed, and he thought a little proudly in his heart: His children are still very sensible, it's not that they really can't stand the pain, and he would feel a pity if they really rubbed those hands.

He squatted down to wash his training clothes, and when he flipped it, he found that there was no child's underwear in it. The movement of his hands paused, and the corners of his mouth, which were pursed lightly, were pressed down again.

"Pfft." Si Huang in the living room couldn't help but look at him for a long time, and found that the man with the face of Zhang Gao Leng was squatting to wash clothes. The picture was really funny and warm.

With one hand on her chin, she watched for ten seconds before she retracted her gaze and concentrated on the written knowledge in front of her.

Men are quick to compromise in certain areas, but they are not very rigid in terms of training. If she fails the test later, her end will not be much better.

She didn't know that she was so focused on her studies that the man washing clothes on the balcony couldn't help looking at her. It was just a matter of angle. Si Huang could easily see the man, but the man only saw the back of her head.

Qin Fan glanced at it several times, his face darkened, and suddenly felt that it was a bit boring to wash clothes by hand.

He understands that the child is a hard-working person. There is no need to ask him to show it. It is better to do more meaningful things if you have time to do laundry.

For example, someone will teach children a lesson.

While thinking about it, Qin Fan kept moving, washed his training clothes and hung them on the balcony to dry, then strode back to Sihuang's side.

"How about it?"

Si Huang heard the voice and said nothing, and calmly handed the book to Qin Fan.

The man sat beside her, threw the book on the coffee table beside her, and tested her, "Tell me about the types and characteristics of pistols."

Sihuang replied without a pause: "Modern pistols mainly include three types: revolvers, automatic pistols, and fully automatic pistols. It is a short-barreled weapon held with one hand for aiming shooting or instinctive shooting. The basic features are: changing safety, It is convenient to load the bullet and change the magazine, the structure is compact, and the automatic method is simple..."

Her voice was gentle and low-spirited, even when she described the professional knowledge of firearms, a cold, hard and dangerous weapon, it still made people feel like a spring breeze, without feeling a little irritable.

Qin Fan waited for her to finish speaking, without evaluating whether her answer was right or wrong, and then asked the next question.

Sihuang also took any of his inquiries seriously.

Unknowingly, ten minutes passed, and the two of them asked and answered very rigorously.

It's just that as time goes by, the atmosphere gradually becomes a little more subtle.

The man's eyes fell on the young man's face, his eyes were so deep that he never left for a while. As the boy kept answering questions, his eyes slowly turned to her open and closed lips, and his eyes couldn't hide the heat.

The heat could ignite the air, and it didn't match his grim appearance at all.

Under such gaze, Si Huang answered the question in front of him in a serious manner, and then gave him a slight sidelong glance.

This glance broke the man's last bit of patience, he approached Si Huang like a lion hunting, his voice still sounded deep and calm, "That's a good answer."

"What reward do you want?" the man asked.

In this kind of situation, the male sex is now, the handsome and deep faces are looking at each other at close range, the hot eyes can literally set people on fire, and the other party's breath lingers around.

Sihuang wanted to make some lustful demands, but thinking about the current comparison of force, the situation that men couldn't overdo it, she sighed inwardly, and said on the face: "Buy a washing machine, and then connect the house to the Internet, Give me back my phone and computer."

Qin Fan's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he mocked: "There are really a lot of requirements."

Si Huang found that he knew there was a show without directly rejecting it, and pursed his lips and smiled.

The next moment, her lips were bitten by the man.

At this time, he was the most depressing and the most tolerant, enduring the bitter consequences of his gluttony!

Qin Fan's eyes were fierce and dark, and he kept eating the sweetness in his mouth. He wanted to kiss more places...

The man's big hand touched her waist.

It felt as if there was suction on his hand, making him reluctant to leave at all.

A struggle flashed in Qin Fan's eyes.

At this moment, Si Huang suddenly widened his eyes and pushed the man away abruptly. The man who was caught off guard was pushed to the ground with such great strength.

"You?" Even a man couldn't bear to be treated like this at this time, and his tone became a bit fierce.

However, as soon as he looked up, he saw the pain he endured on Si Huang's face, and his heart panicked. He quickly stood up and came to her, "What's the matter?"

Si Huang on the sofa clutched his lower abdomen, feeling the familiar and unfamiliar chills and pains that became more and more obvious. He couldn't hide a trace of surprise and confusion on his face, and instinctively avoided the man's outstretched hand.