Rebirth of the National Male God

Seeing him like this, a light flashed in Si Huang's mind, and a scene similar to the one he had experienced in his previous life appeared.

"Try them all." Hearing Dou Ershao's words, Si Huang resignedly picked up his fork and chose a dessert cake that he liked to eat, thinking: In such a situation, it would be better to have a meal with Dou Wenqing, a battle of wits and courage. Much better.

She was even more relaxed, just like Dou Wenqing, she relaxed her straight back, leaned back in the chair lazily, picked up a plate of mango ice cream, and slowly ate it with a spoon in front of her.

Time passed quietly.

Dou Ershao stared at people with tired eyes, the lines of his face stretched silently, and the breath around his body was much softer than usual.

He used a sober and emotionless tone, as if talking to himself and telling Si Huang: "How come there are always so many idiots in this world who have brains, they know that they have to do things if they don't know how to do good things, but they are self-righteous without that brain. When you cause trouble, you will beg for mercy and shirk your responsibility, and you look so ugly that you can't wait to step on it and feel like you're dirtying your soles..."

Si Huang raised his eyebrows, "Huh?" in response, and said in his heart: Sure enough! here we go!

Speaking of Dou Wenqing, his weaknesses are unexpected, and his hobbies are absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people.

A person who is cold and withdrawn on weekdays, even if he does not remember people's faces due to prosopagnosia, he does not talk much when it is not necessary.

But who knows, this person is not really as cold and mechanical as he doesn't have feelings on the surface, and he also has people's emotions that will get bored. At this time, his habit of venting is linked to his 'weakness'.

A table of dessert cakes with exquisite workmanship and cute and soft colors, even people who don't like sweets will not find it ugly or annoying, and those who like it will find it more pleasing to the eye.

Si Huang understands that he has been called by Dou Er Shao to be a tree hole again following his previous life experience. He not only has to listen to him to express his vents, but also give him visual and whole-hearted enjoyment.

In this way, there are very few people in the world who can become Dou Ershao Shudong. Should she feel honored? Sihuang languidly ate the dessert one bite after another, spending his time thinking wildly. Recalling the first time she was called by Dou Ershao to do a tree hole in her previous life, she didn't know this person's habits, so she dealt with it carefully, but people didn't care about her response at all. One sentence: Aren't you tired of frying your hair all the time?

After that, Si Huang understood.

Dou Ershao is not afraid that she knows too much, and she doesn't need her to understand, as long as she remains beautiful, harmless and cute, can poke his favor, and listen to him.

This... habit, whether she lived on thin ice in the past life, or she now has a certain amount of capital, it seems that there is a big difference with Dou Ershao's usual image.

Not annoying though.

Unexpectedly, at the same time, it is not surprising after contact.

On the contrary, Dou Ershao has a human flavor, not a cold machine that is truly ruthless and insensitive.

Thinking it a little simpler, in fact, it is just to make a few comments when feeding cute things. Many people do this kind of thing, but it only appears on a deified person like Dou Ershao, which seems to be a bit wrong. That's it.

Sihuang thought to herself, if the 'cute thing' being fed was not her own, she might be more leisurely watching the fun.

The second young master on the opposite side finished talking about 'the idiot with a hole in his head' and then went on to talk about the troubles at home. The uncle was worried too much. So annoying wait.

"Pfft." Hearing some places, Si Huang felt that Dou Ershao's mental activities were interesting and tight, so he couldn't help laughing.

In her previous life, she could keep her calm, but she didn't have the capital to talk about it, and she kept what she heard in her heart. This time, she was still indifferent, but she was able to listen to the excitement with the equal status of the second young master, and the appropriate emotions were leaked.

Dou Wenqing, who was opposite, spoke for a while.

Sihuang stirred a bowl of fruit with a spoon, "I didn't expect Er Shao to be upset about this kind of thing."

The tree hole responded, how would the people who 'take out the trash' react? Dou Ershao's reaction was to take another sip from the water glass, "You say it."

Si Huang, who was responded, was a little surprised, "What they are fighting for is money and power. When people gather in the capital, they have nothing to do and they will die. You throw people out or don't let them be raised." This was just a casual remark, and regardless of whether Dou Ershao heard it or not, Si Huang brought out his hamster that was idling in his pocket and put it on the table, lit the forehead of the five treasures and said with a smile, "Eat what you want. "

Wubao grabbed her fingers with both claws and took a sip, then swaggered towards the delicate desserts on the table.

The opposite Dou Ershao was stunned, "...Your pet?"

[How can a pet with such an incompetent status be used to describe Uncle Wubao! 】Wubao, who was lying on the edge of a small glass bowl licking ice cream balls, raised his head cautiously, "Squeak!"

The words on Si Huang's mouth turned, "My number one minister."

These words hit Wubao's cool point, it puffed out its chest with joy, and then continued to struggle with the ice cream ball.

"..." Maybe this sentence also hit Dou Ershao's cute point, and I don't know what he was thinking, and then the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and he let out a clear low laugh, vaguely heard him sighing, " The cat catches the mouse to be the minister..."

Si Huang raised his eyebrows, sometimes his hearing is too good, and he can always hear things that he doesn't want to overhear.

Then she didn't plan to answer, put down the silver spoon in her hand, propped up the table and pestle with one hand, and teased Wubao with the other.

"You only eat so much?" Dou Ershao asked.

Why did you take the initiative to talk? Si Huang raised his eyelids, "If you eat too much sweet food at one time, you will get tired."

Dou Ershao nodded and glanced at the five treasures whose heads had been buried in the ice cream ball, "Hamsters will die if they eat these."

"It just won't."

"Does it have a name?"

"Five treasures."

The two chatted for a while, and waited for the waiter in the tuxedo to come over again, remove the desserts that had been eaten on the table with the consent of Si Huang, and put on a new batch, and then said: "The customer's order is all It's up."

Dou Ershao asked for a pot of cold white water.

The waiter in the tuxedo suit was accustomed to his strange requests. He turned around and left for less than two minutes before bringing a glass bottle of cool white to open. He first filled his glass and placed it on the table, and left again without disturbing the two of them eating.