Rebirth of the National Male God

In the small space in the front seat of the car, neither of them are small, and there is almost no space when they are squeezed together.

At this time, no one will care about the gap, and it is estimated that the smaller the gap, the better.

The scorching temperature quickly ignited the car, and a deep kiss ended, the breath of both of them was a little unstable.

After Qin Fan released her, he did not retract his body to drive, but stared closely at Si Huang's face.

At this moment, Si Huang's face is still a little red, his eyes are more watery and hazy than usual, his expression is lazy, squinting to look at people, a little indescribable temperament, like arrogance and arrogance, but he is completely unguarded and invisible. Hook people.

Looking at this look, young women will be screaming at the handsome, and even a little older will be heartbroken. Even a man might not be able to resist the temptation - ever since he found out that he was fascinated by this bad boy, Qin Fan didn't even believe in straight men.

I once saw a certain sentence when I was looking up information: Every man has a Brokeback Mountain in his heart!

He reached out and touched his boss Huang's face. The delicate and smooth skin felt completely opposite to the rough calluses on his fingertips. It was like a suction force that people would be attracted to when they touched it, reluctant to let go.

"What a troublesome face."

Si Huang heard this hoarse whisper, and wondered if he should sigh that the man has made progress. The same sentence he said before was weak.

After a few seconds, Si Huang felt a little itchy, so he turned his face away and slapped his hand away, checking the time on his watch, "Are you going back to the training ground for military training today?"

Qin Fan: "No need."

"Then give me a ride." Si Huang calmed down and smiled at him, "I left all the rest time for you."

Qin Fan couldn't help but reached out and touched her hair again, and suddenly said, "Don't do it."

"What?" Si Huang didn't understand.

Qin Fan looked at her deeply, "Stop being a star, study hard, and do whatever you want in the future."

Si Huang's soft eyes settled down, suppressed the anger that suddenly rose in his heart, and asked him calmly, "Why?"

As soon as Qin Fan touched her cold and persistent eyes, the words disappeared unconsciously as soon as they reached her throat. However, Si Huang still looked at him stubbornly, waiting for his answer.

Qin Fan tried to choose his words, not wanting to irritate the child like before, but after more than ten seconds, he was not good at euphemistically speaking.

"You know how chaotic and troublesome this circle is. What's the point of living under the eyes and public opinion of others, and being talked about every day." His tone was cold and hard, and when he thought of what he had heard before, his anger went up.

Sihuang said: "You see the dark side of it, but you don't see the good side of it, who can deny the joy that the entertainment industry brings to the whole people? No one in this world will be liked by everyone, there will always be someone who will say You speak badly, it’s just that as a star, there are more people who are badmouthed, and it’s more superficial.”

Qin Fan advised: "You can be the boss of an entertainment company."

"I like being a star." Si Huang didn't give in.

"It's good to show up every day, and be judged by others." Qin Fan's cold face was terrifying, and his tone was already training people.

Si Huang clenched her fists, her heart was a little sour and uncontrollable anger, she didn't know why, she had heard words that were a hundred times worse than men's words, and she could smile dismissively, but to Qin Brahman can't. His disapproval, lack of understanding, and lack of support made her feel uncomfortable.

It's just that she doesn't like arguing loudly with people, and reaches out to press the door lock to open the car. "We have different understandings and views on this aspect, so there is no need to continue talking."

No need to talk about it any more...!

Qin Fan's pupils shrank tightly, interpreting that word as falling in love, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Si Huang who was opening the car door to get out.

Si Huang looked back coldly, and saw the man's face was tense and cold, but his brows and eyes revealed his pain and nervousness.

Si Huang was stunned, this was the first time he saw a man's expression like this, and he forgot to move when trying to break free from his hand.

Qin Fan pursed his lips tightly and stared at her. When he realized that she didn't want to go any further, he relaxed his grip on her and said coldly, "I said I won't give you another chance to leave!"

Si Huangjing looked at him and said nothing.

Qin Fan paused for a moment, then suddenly turned back to his seat, leaned his entire body on the back of the car seat and closed his eyes, "Whether you are admired by too many people, or you are hated and insulted, I can't stand it."

Inexplicably, Si Huang felt that such a man was a bit pitiful, and the original anger disappeared strangely. She shook her head and thought, obviously the person being told is herself, why is he uncomfortable.

"No matter how many people are liked or hated by how many people, my lover is only you." She reminded the first love man with negative emotional intelligence.

Qin Fan opened his eyes and stared at Si Huang closely.

For two or three minutes, the two of them looked at each other without saying a word, and finally Qin Fan didn't give up and asked, "Do you have to be a star?"

This time Sihuang didn't rush to get angry, but asked him, "Why are you a soldier?"

Qin Fan only said two words, "responsibility."

Sihuang continued to ask: "A soldier who has achieved your position has to go to the battlefield, do the most dangerous tasks, and may even die at any time, so why do you continue to do it?" As she knew in her previous life, this The man died, so dead that he could not find his body and could not be buried in his own country.

Thinking of this, Si Huang's heart twitched fiercely, and there was an indescribable sourness and a trace of fear.

The man on the other side was silent, his expression was calm and serious, and from his eyes, Si Huang understood his answer, and it was the same two words: Responsibility!

The word "responsibility" contains too much, the responsibility to the country, the responsibility of the people, the responsibility of oneself, honor, persistence, belief, etc.!

Si Huang tasted a bit of bitterness, and the expression on his face was as serious as his, "Qin Fan, everyone has their own ideals, and they are responsible for them. You can't veto anyone's ideals, even if All the way to the dark, the final fruit is sweet or bitter, and I will not regret it."