Rebirth of the National Male God

Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, grabbed her arm violently, and pulled her away.

Si Huang was about to resist when he heard a familiar voice, "Come with me."

"How did you recognize me?" They covered so tightly.

Qin Fan looked back at her and said nothing.

This glance made Si Huang feel that his heart had been stabbed, and the calm eyes that were as deep as the sea, but one glance seemed to involve her whole body.

This gave Si Huang a momentary illusion that his question was stupid. No matter what he dresses up as, this man can catch her at a glance.

A familiar motorcycle was parked on the side of the road, Qin Fan threw the helmet to her, "Wear it. Say hello to Grandma Yu."

Sihuang took off all the disguised props, put on his helmet, and got into his car, "In such a hurry?"

Qin Fan put on the dustproof eyes, "Well."

Motorcycle starts.

Si Huang, sitting in the back row, used his mobile phone to send a message to the Yuen brothers and sisters.

Yuen, who had just left the airport exit, stared at the information on his mobile phone, not knowing whether to be happy or cry, thinking to himself: he is probably the most relaxed and most tiring agent, right? The only artist I brought loves free activities so much!

It was very cold in H City in the morning, and the wind was blowing with white snow.

Along the way, except for the sound of motorcycles, neither of them said a word.

Sihuang remembered the last time he met Qin Fan before he left City H, and the two parted ways.

Yesterday's phone calls didn't seem to be very harmonious.

"Are you angry?" Si Huang asked the doubts in his heart.

The man was silent for two seconds before saying, "What do you think I'm angry about?"

"I returned at night last night, or do you think I provoke a woman again?" Si Huang smiled and said, "You haven't returned at night at your age, have you ever been embraced by a woman?"

"Have."

"That's it, you have no reason to slap me."

"you're right."

She felt right, Qin Fan was really wrong today. Even if he couldn't see Qin Fan's face, from his words, Si Huang had a strange taste.

"I don't feel your sincerity."

I don't know if it was because of the wind and snow, but Qin Fan's deep voice seemed to be a few degrees colder, "Sometimes people's emotions can't be controlled."

Si Huang didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't bother to ask any further questions.

Qin Fan also drove silently.

Finally reached the summit club.

Sihuang saw a sign for the weekend off in front of the club's door.

Qin Fan opened the door with the key and took Si Huang to a room.

"What are you doing here?" Si Huang glanced around. The room was not big or small, but it had all the internal organs, the living room, bathroom, and furniture. "Aren't you here to check my homework?"

Qin Fan squatted down and connected the data cable of the mobile phone to the TV, "Verify one thing."

Sihuang: "It's about me?"

"Well." After connecting the data, Qin Fan returned to the sofa in front of the TV and sat with the remote control in his hand, "Come and sit."

Sihuang looked at him with a stern expression, deep eyes, and no joke at all. I felt it was really a big deal, so I walked over and sat on the sofa.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and the light was dim, only the LCD screen of the TV was turned on and the blue light was flickering, shining on the faces of the two of them.

Fighting video? Or a military training video? Si Huang guessed, looking forward to it.

Wubao, who was originally in her pocket, stuck his head out, slowly crawled out, and also sat on the sofa with his feet spread out, staring at the TV for a moment.

Qin Fan clicked a few times with the remote control, and a folder named 'Boutique' appeared on the LCD screen, and then clicked on it, and rows of Japanese and English appeared.

For the two scholars, they could understand the meaning of the foreign words above.

Si Huang's expression flashed a strange look, and turned to look at Qin Fan, "What do you mean?"

Qin Fan's face was expressionless. From the impulsive thoughts that appeared last night to now, there was nothing to stop his determination, which moved him.

Although before he came here, he really didn't know the video inside was this.

"Look carefully."

Qin Fan domineeringly chose a random click to open.