"Tsk."
Qin Fan seemed to have heard some big joke, and pulled out a rare smile, "You can't do it alone."
There was no deliberate sarcasm in his tone, but it was this tone of stating the facts that hurt people's self-confidence even more.
Si Huang did not refute, the situation in front of her did prove that she was not as powerful as Qin Fan.
"What's your name?" Qin Fan asked again.
"Sihuang." She had nothing to fear being exposed.
Qin Fan slapped her on the head with his big hand, looking at that harmless and beautiful little face, he was afraid that a slap would break her. In the middle of the process, he forcibly lost his strength, and the slap on the head turned into a slap on the head, which made Si Huang look weird, but Qin Fan was very calm, "To be honest."
"My name is Sihuang." This name does not seem fake.
Maybe it was because Si Huang was too serious and calm, Qin Fan really couldn't see the flaws in her lying, so he said doubtfully: "I don't have a family with the surname Si in my memory." He fixed his eyes on the people below him, "It's not from those families, How do you know my name?"
Si Huang said indifferently: "A friend told me about you, and I have seen your photos."
Qin Fan: "What's your friend's name?"
Si Huang remained silent.
Qin Fan's eyes were oppressive.
"Koukou" knocked on the door suddenly, breaking the silence between the two just right, and Grandma Xiang's voice came from outside the door: "Afan, come out quickly."
Si Huang gave Qin Fan a sideways look, and the other party let go of her, thought for a while and said, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."
Si Huang stood up quietly, did not answer Qin Fan's words, turned around and sat on a chair in a corner.
Qin Fan glanced at her again before opening the door and going out.
Grandma Xiang couldn't see Sihuang's position from outside. She wanted to see it but was stopped by Qin Fan, "What's the matter?" and closed the door.
"What about the kid? What were you doing in there?"
"fine."
"...Your grandma Yu is here, go say hello."
Sihuang listened to the faint voice outside, and when she could no longer hear it, she muttered: "It's strange to stay here and wait for you to come back." She got up and walked to the window, and Wubao's voice sounded in her mind: [Your Majesty Think twice! Your Majesty, listen to me first! That man is amazing! If it wasn't for him being close to His Majesty, I wouldn't have noticed. This person has a pure Yang physique, not to mention that he is pregnant with a baby of Zhiyang. He alone can counteract the benefits of all people to your majesty, and supply Yang Qi to make your majesty live healthier! So what I want to say, Your Majesty, is to use your charm to hook him up! This must be very simple for you. You must know that in his situation, too much yang qi can easily lead to death and even go mad. Only His Majesty with the most yin body can neutralize his excessive yang qi and make him less painful! 】
Because the matter was very important, Wu Bao was afraid that Si Huang would not listen to it, so he confide it all at once.
Sihuang was greatly shocked by this large series of information, and her thoughts were fixed on the sentence "You must know his situation, the yang energy is too easy to * and even go crazy to death".
Crazy...to death? go Ape? madman?
Sihuang felt as if she had captured some secrets that she didn't know in her previous life.
She stood by the window and looked down, the sight clearly told her that it was impossible to escape from the window.
No wonder Qin Fan walked so easily.
【His Majesty! His Majesty! Did you hear me? This is a great opportunity, there is only one person like him in the world] I thought that Sihuang must be as excited as himself after hearing what he said, but her bland reaction made Wubao anxious.
"I see." Si Huang replied, "I'll talk about it later." She is not so downcast that she can't live without that man. Let her take the initiative to hook up with Qin Fan? Doing it all over again gave her an indescribably weird feeling.
After looking around in the room, Sihuang found the bag she was carrying before. There was no trace of the contents inside, but the phone was out of battery. Putting the shoulder bag back on her back, Sihuang thought of Yuen and didn't know how he was, thinking irresponsibly: She can't be blamed for breaking the appointment.
Fan, a certain beast in Weiming Mountain: ... I think I can save myself a little bit!
Ershui: (touches chin) Why don't you just lay down naked and let His Majesty dispose of you.
Beast Vatican: (frowned) Effective?
Ershui: What do you think?