Rebirth of the National Male God

The mirror in the toilet was facing the door. Si Huang didn't expect the man to find him so quickly.

There are no tissues here, so after washing her hands, she can only shake it casually, then turn around and face the oncoming man.

Qin Fan didn't have any expression on his face, but he couldn't hide the dark clouds in his eyes, staring straight at Si Huang, as if to see through her.

Si Huang didn't speak, and she didn't know what to explain. The first thing she noticed was the moisture on the man's forehead. With a man's physical strength, he wouldn't sweat so much while running, so why would he sweat? It's like she's sweating in pain, or she's just too nervous.

The way she was thinking fell into the eyes of the man, she was distracted, the anger on her face flashed, and she asked coldly: "Is it still a stomachache?"

"It hurts." If a lie goes on, it will always be rounded up by consecutive lies.

Si Huang raised her eyelids, she didn't need to pretend, her pale face showed everything.

Qin Fan frowned and reprimanded angrily: "It hurts so much to run so far?"

Si Huang did not answer his question.

"Come out with me." The man didn't ask at this point.

He walked in front, Si Huang took a few quick steps and walked side by side with him. After leaving the toilet, he went to a corridor.

"Ah! Instructor, and Si Huang!" A boy who happened to pass by saw them and cried out in surprise.

Qin Fan swept over with an impatient look, and immediately scared the boy to a halt. When he retracted his gaze, he calmly glanced at Si Huang who was beside him. With his eyesight, he could easily find that Si Huang didn't seem to have a strange walking posture. In fact, it was different from usual, and his legs were very vain. It's like stepping on a sponge.

When the corridor reached the corner, Qin Fan stopped, took out a box of stomach medicine from his pocket and handed it to Si Huang, and said sternly, "If there is no water, just swallow it."

Sihuang took the medicine box over, glanced at the name and description of the medicine on the box, and poured out two pills and swallowed them one at a time.

The bitter taste of medicine in his mouth made Si Huang lightly frown, flashing a hint of helplessness, and looking at the man in front of him.

Is she self-inflicted? In the current situation, it's not that she can't just get in there without explaining anything to the man. It's just that with a man's character, he is really ruthless, and no one can screw him.

"Is it better?" Qin Fan's tone was still not good.

But Si Huang could still hear the concern in his words and nodded to him.

Qin Fan stared at her for two seconds, "Go back."

Sihuang opened his mouth, remembering his own situation, no matter where he lived, it was inconvenient, so he went silent.

After coming out of the boys' dormitory, when he returned to where Qin Fan lived, Si Huang's complexion didn't get any better, instead it became even more ugly.

Qin Fan was determined to let her suffer a little so that she could remember the lesson. She waited for her to go to the medical room by herself, but after waiting for a long time, she did not see any compromise from Si Huang, but he couldn't hold back his irritability and distress.

He sat on the sofa in the hall and was silent for a long time, then suddenly stood up and walked towards Si Huang's room. When he turned the door, he found that the door was locked.

This made Qin Fan even more irritable, knocked on the door twice, and shouted, "Sihuang, open the door!"

"...I want to sleep." Si Huang's voice came from the room.

Qin Fan stood expressionlessly at the door for a while, then took out the spare key and opened her door directly.

At this time, the light in Sihuang's room was very dim, except for the sleep light on the bedside table, which was turned on, and it could be seen on the bed that a person was lying in it, with the quilt wrapped tightly around him.

When Qin Fan saw it, he couldn't help speeding up his steps. When he walked to the bedside and lowered his head, he saw Si Huang's only face showing outside the quilt. Her face seemed to be frozen. Usually still bright, clear and moist looking at him.

Seeing her bright eyes, Qin Fan couldn't make up his initial plan to knock her out and take her to the medical room.

"Let a professional military doctor see it, eh?"

Si Huang instinctively shook his head.

The man's brows furrowed even tighter. He reached out and touched her forehead. The hot palm felt an unusual coldness and a layer of sweat. I don't know if it was covered by the quilt or because of the body.

He was so impetuous that no one had made him so anxious and sad when he grew up so much.

"It will be fine in a few days." Si Huang said.

As soon as Qin Fan heard this, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Sihuang was dumbfounded, what should she say? The problem that comes once a month? For the first time, she also felt that women were troublesome, especially if they had dysmenorrhea.

Her silence again made Qin Fan's face cold again, "It's better to knock you unconscious and take you to the military doctor." This sentence without ups and downs does not sound like an explanation to Si Huang, but instead Like talking to himself.

Sihuang knew that a man could do what he said, so he stretched out his hand from the quilt and suddenly grabbed the man's collar.

As soon as he exerted force, Qin Fan, who was unprepared for her, was pulled half of his upper body onto the bed, and then his lips were touched softly by the other party.

Qin Fan was on fire, and worried about Si Huang's state. How could he have the heart to make out with her, but when he stepped back a little and refused, he was pulled by the collar and wouldn't move. Gentle, as if his lips were delicious, and sucking and nibbling was really itchy.

Qin Fan's sullen anger suddenly disappeared, and all his emotions turned into helplessness. He resolutely pulled the child who kissed him away, and took advantage of the gap of separation, and warned: "Don't escape in this way. Reality!"

Sihuang replied, "If I kiss you, I won't be in pain."

It's not really that it doesn't hurt at all, it's just that the pain will really decrease, and a man is like a stove, more effective than any hot water bottle warm baby pain reliever.

But when these words fell into Qin Fan's ears, the taste changed. He laughed angrily, "Am I more effective than stomach medicine?"

"Yeah." Si Huang nodded.

Qin Fan stared at her closely, his eyes dark and dangerous, and he didn't know what he was measuring.

Si Huang looked at him quietly, his eyes were clear and there was no guilty conscience.